The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Том 11Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... friends to Antioch , we may feast in Tyre . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . - Tharsus . A Room in the Governor's House . Enter CLEON , DIONYZA , and Attendants . Cle . My Dionyza , shall we rest us here , And by relating tales of other's griefs ...
... friends to Antioch , we may feast in Tyre . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . - Tharsus . A Room in the Governor's House . Enter CLEON , DIONYZA , and Attendants . Cle . My Dionyza , shall we rest us here , And by relating tales of other's griefs ...
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... friend , cannot you beg ? here's them in our country of Greece , gets more with begging , than we can do with working . 2 Fish . Can'st thou catch any fishes then ? Per . I never practis'd it . 2 Fish . PERICLES , ACT II .
... friend , cannot you beg ? here's them in our country of Greece , gets more with begging , than we can do with working . 2 Fish . Can'st thou catch any fishes then ? Per . I never practis'd it . 2 Fish . PERICLES , ACT II .
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... friend , you said you could not beg . Per . I did but crave . 2 Fish . But crave ? Then I'll turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . Per . Why , are all your beggars whipped then ? 2 Fish . O , not all , my friend , not all ...
... friend , you said you could not beg . Per . I did but crave . 2 Fish . But crave ? Then I'll turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . Per . Why , are all your beggars whipped then ? 2 Fish . O , not all , my friend , not all ...
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... friends ! I pray you , let me see it . Thanks , fortune , yet , that after all my crosses , Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself : And , though it was mine own , part of mine heritage , Which my dead father did bequeath to me , With ...
... friends ! I pray you , let me see it . Thanks , fortune , yet , that after all my crosses , Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself : And , though it was mine own , part of mine heritage , Which my dead father did bequeath to me , With ...
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... friends , this coat of worth , For it was sometime target to a king ; I know it by this mark . He lov'd me dearly ... friend ; ' twas we that made up this garment through the rough seams of the waters there are certain condolements ...
... friends , this coat of worth , For it was sometime target to a king ; I know it by this mark . He lov'd me dearly ... friend ; ' twas we that made up this garment through the rough seams of the waters there are certain condolements ...
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Alcib Alcibiades Antiochus Antium Apem Apemantus Athens Aufidius Bawd bear beseech blood Boult Caius Marcius Caph CLEON Cominius consul CORIOLANUS Corioli daughter Dionyza do't dost doth ears enemy Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fear Fish Flav fool fortune friends Gent give gods gold hate hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honest honour i'the king knight lady Lart look lord Timon lordship Lucullus Lychorida LYSIMACHUS Marina master MENENIUS Mitylene mother ne'er never noble o'the Pain patricians peace Pentapolis Pericles PHRYNIA Poet pr'ythee pray prince prince of Tyre Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE III.-The Senators Serv Servant SICINIUS Simonides speak sword tell Thai Thaisa thank Tharsus thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thyself TITUS LARTIUS tongue tribunes Tyre unto VIRGILIA voices Volces VOLUMNIA What's worthy would'st
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Сторінка 317 - What is that curt'sy worth, or those doves' eyes, Which can make gods forsworn? — I melt, and am not Of stronger earth than others. — My mother bows ; As if Olympus to a molehill should In supplication nod; and my young boy Hath an aspect of intercession, which Great nature cries, Deny not.