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... mother's of my generation : What's she , if I be a dog ? Tim . Wilt dine with me , Apemantus ? Apem . N ; I eat not lords . Tim . An thou should'st , thou'dst anger ladies . Apem . O ! they eat lords ; so they 30 ACT I. TIMON OF ATHENS .
... mother's of my generation : What's she , if I be a dog ? Tim . Wilt dine with me , Apemantus ? Apem . N ; I eat not lords . Tim . An thou should'st , thou'dst anger ladies . Apem . O ! they eat lords ; so they 30 ACT I. TIMON OF ATHENS .
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... mother and wife , finding them weeping and shrieking out for sorrow , and had also comforted them ; he went to the gate of the city , accompanied by a great number of Patriciaus , and from thence went on his way with three or four ...
... mother and wife , finding them weeping and shrieking out for sorrow , and had also comforted them ; he went to the gate of the city , accompanied by a great number of Patriciaus , and from thence went on his way with three or four ...
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... mother ; and , coming in , found her and Marcius ' wife set together , and having his young children in her lap . All these ladies sitting in a ring about her , Valeria began to speak in this sort : " We ladies are come to visit you ...
... mother ; and , coming in , found her and Marcius ' wife set together , and having his young children in her lap . All these ladies sitting in a ring about her , Valeria began to speak in this sort : " We ladies are come to visit you ...
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... mother would speak be called the chiefest of the Volsces to hear what she would say . Then she spake in this sort ... mother's womb , that brought thee first into this world . And I may not defer to see the day , either that my son be ...
... mother would speak be called the chiefest of the Volsces to hear what she would say . Then she spake in this sort ... mother's womb , that brought thee first into this world . And I may not defer to see the day , either that my son be ...
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... mother , what have you done to me ? " And , holding her hard by the right hand , " O mother , " said he , " you have won a happy victory for your country , but mortal and unhappy for your son ; for I see my self vanquished by you alone ...
... mother , what have you done to me ? " And , holding her hard by the right hand , " O mother , " said he , " you have won a happy victory for your country , but mortal and unhappy for your son ; for I see my self vanquished by you alone ...
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Page 399 - Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what! weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 397 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Page 391 - And Caesar's spirit ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry ' Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war ; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.
Page 396 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason!
Page 338 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 411 - By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Page 488 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely ; touch me with noble anger ! O, let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! — No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things, — What they are, yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think, I'll weep; No, I'll not weep: — I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break...
Page 412 - I did send to you For certain sums of gold, which you denied me ; — For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection ; — I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me : was that done like Cassius ? Should I have answer...
Page 420 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty : Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Page 434 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...