Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volumen5G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
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This fell whore of thine Hath in her more destruction than thy sword , For all her
cherubin look . Parr . Thy lips rot off ! Tim . I will not kiss thee ; then the rot returns
To thine own lips again . Alcib . How came the noble Timon to this change ? Tim .
This fell whore of thine Hath in her more destruction than thy sword , For all her
cherubin look . Parr . Thy lips rot off ! Tim . I will not kiss thee ; then the rot returns
To thine own lips again . Alcib . How came the noble Timon to this change ? Tim .
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Throw thy glove, Or any token of thine honour elfe, That thou wilt ufe the wars as
thy redrefs, And not as our confufion, all thy powers Shall make their harbour in
our town, till we Have feal'd thy full defire. ALCIB. Then there's my glove ;
Defcend ...
Throw thy glove, Or any token of thine honour elfe, That thou wilt ufe the wars as
thy redrefs, And not as our confufion, all thy powers Shall make their harbour in
our town, till we Have feal'd thy full defire. ALCIB. Then there's my glove ;
Defcend ...
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And venomous to thine eyes . - My sometime general I have seen thee stern , and
thou hast oft beheld Heart - hard ' ning spectacles ; tell these sad women , ' Tis
fond to wail inevitable strokes , As ' tis to laugh at them . - - My mother , you wot ...
And venomous to thine eyes . - My sometime general I have seen thee stern , and
thou hast oft beheld Heart - hard ' ning spectacles ; tell these sad women , ' Tis
fond to wail inevitable strokes , As ' tis to laugh at them . - - My mother , you wot ...
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Thou art , if thou dar ' st be , the earthly Jove : Whate ' er the ocean pales , or sky
inclips , Is thine , if thou wilt have it . Pom . Show me which way . Men . These
three world - sharers , these competitors , Are in thy vessel : Let me cut the cable
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Thou art , if thou dar ' st be , the earthly Jove : Whate ' er the ocean pales , or sky
inclips , Is thine , if thou wilt have it . Pom . Show me which way . Men . These
three world - sharers , these competitors , Are in thy vessel : Let me cut the cable
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Cæs . Be it so ; Declare thine office . Amb . Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee ,
and Requires to live in Egypt : which not granted , He lessens his requests ; and
to thee sues To let him breathe between the heavens and earth , A private man in
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Cæs . Be it so ; Declare thine office . Amb . Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee ,
and Requires to live in Egypt : which not granted , He lessens his requests ; and
to thee sues To let him breathe between the heavens and earth , A private man in
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againſt Antony Apem attend bear beſt better blood bring brother Brutus Cæfar Cæs Cæſar Cleo comes dead death doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fall father fear firſt follow fool fortune friends give gods gold gone hand hath head hear heart heaven honour houſe I'll Italy keep king lady leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcius Mark maſter mean moſt mother muſt myſelf nature never night noble peace pleaſe poor Post pray preſent queen Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſee Serv ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſir ſome ſon ſpeak ſtand ſtill ſuch ſword tears tell thank thee theſe thine thing thoſe thou thou art thought Timon Titus tongue true whoſe worthy
Pasajes populares
Página 264 - 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; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Página 260 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 264 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 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.
Página 326 - ... steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Página 297 - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
Página 217 - I did hear him groan ; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Página 217 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? ' Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow : so indeed he did. The torrent...
Página 264 - 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.
Página 260 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Página 294 - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!