The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, Том 5J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintot, C. Hitch, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, R. and B. Wellington, E. New, and B. Dod, 1745 |
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... worthy Lord ! Jew . Nay , that's moft fixt . Mer . A moft incomparable man , breath'd as it were To an untirable and continuate goodness . Jew . I have a jewel here . Mer . O pray let's fee't . For the Lord Timon , Sir ? Jew . If he ...
... worthy Lord ! Jew . Nay , that's moft fixt . Mer . A moft incomparable man , breath'd as it were To an untirable and continuate goodness . Jew . I have a jewel here . Mer . O pray let's fee't . For the Lord Timon , Sir ? Jew . If he ...
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... worthy fellow . Poet . That's not feign'd , he is fo . Apem . Yes , he is worthy of thee , and to pay thee for thy labour . He that loves to be flattered is worthy o ' th ' flatterer . Heav'ns , that I were a Lord ! Tim . What would't ...
... worthy fellow . Poet . That's not feign'd , he is fo . Apem . Yes , he is worthy of thee , and to pay thee for thy labour . He that loves to be flattered is worthy o ' th ' flatterer . Heav'ns , that I were a Lord ! Tim . What would't ...
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... worthy Timon , and to all That of his bounties tafte ! the five beft fenfes Acknowledge thee their patron , and do come Freely to gratulate thy plenteous bofom . 7 Th ' ear , tafte , touch , fmell , pleas'd from thy table rife : Thefe ...
... worthy Timon , and to all That of his bounties tafte ! the five beft fenfes Acknowledge thee their patron , and do come Freely to gratulate thy plenteous bofom . 7 Th ' ear , tafte , touch , fmell , pleas'd from thy table rife : Thefe ...
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... worthy , royal Timon's ? Ah ! when the means are gone that buy this praise , The breath is gone whereof this praise is made : Feaft - won , faft - loft ; one cloud of winter fhowres , Thefe ( a ) By Cock here is meant a Cockloft , a ...
... worthy , royal Timon's ? Ah ! when the means are gone that buy this praise , The breath is gone whereof this praise is made : Feaft - won , faft - loft ; one cloud of winter fhowres , Thefe ( a ) By Cock here is meant a Cockloft , a ...
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... worthy my fpleen and fury , That I may ftrike at Athens . I'll cheer up My discontented troops , and lay for hearts . ' Tis honour with moft lands to be at odds ; Soldiers as little fhould brook wrongs , as Gods . [ Exit . SCENE Timon's ...
... worthy my fpleen and fury , That I may ftrike at Athens . I'll cheer up My discontented troops , and lay for hearts . ' Tis honour with moft lands to be at odds ; Soldiers as little fhould brook wrongs , as Gods . [ Exit . SCENE Timon's ...
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The Works of Shakespear: In Nine Volumes ; with a Glossary, Том 5 William Shakespeare Повний перегляд - 1748 |
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Сторінка 248 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood. I only speak right on...
Сторінка 205 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Сторінка 242 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Сторінка 509 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Сторінка 488 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Сторінка 484 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Сторінка 216 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day that brings forth the adder And that craves wary walking. Crown him that, And then, I grant, we put a sting in him That at his will he may do danger with.
Сторінка 485 - When Duncan is asleep (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him), his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Сторінка 205 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Сторінка 384 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...