The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Volume 10G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... Friends . APEMANTUS , a churlish Philosopher . ALCIBIADES , an Atheman General , FLAVIUS , Steward to Timon , FLAMINIUS , LUCILIUS , Timon's Servants . SERVILIUS , CAPHIS , PHILOTUS , TITUS , Servants to Timon's Creditors . LUCIUS ...
... Friends . APEMANTUS , a churlish Philosopher . ALCIBIADES , an Atheman General , FLAVIUS , Steward to Timon , FLAMINIUS , LUCILIUS , Timon's Servants . SERVILIUS , CAPHIS , PHILOTUS , TITUS , Servants to Timon's Creditors . LUCIUS ...
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... friend when he must need me . I do know him A gentleman , that well deserves a help , Which he shall have : I'll pay the debt , and free him . Ven . Serv . Your lordship ever binds him . Tim . Commend me to him : I will send his ransom ...
... friend when he must need me . I do know him A gentleman , that well deserves a help , Which he shall have : I'll pay the debt , and free him . Ven . Serv . Your lordship ever binds him . Tim . Commend me to him : I will send his ransom ...
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... friend ? Pain . A piece of painting ; which I do beseech Your lordship to accept . Tim . Painting is welcome . The painting is almost the natural man ; For since dishonour trafficks with man's nature , He is but outside : These pencil'd ...
... friend ? Pain . A piece of painting ; which I do beseech Your lordship to accept . Tim . Painting is welcome . The painting is almost the natural man ; For since dishonour trafficks with man's nature , He is but outside : These pencil'd ...
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... none . 1 Lord . Hang thyself . Apem . No , I will do nothing at thy bidding : make thy requests to thy friend . 2 Lord . Away , unpeaceable dog , or I'll spurn thee hence . 1 Apem . I will fly , like a dog , 18 TIMON OF ATHENS .
... none . 1 Lord . Hang thyself . Apem . No , I will do nothing at thy bidding : make thy requests to thy friend . 2 Lord . Away , unpeaceable dog , or I'll spurn thee hence . 1 Apem . I will fly , like a dog , 18 TIMON OF ATHENS .
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... friendship , there needs none . Pray , sit ; more welcome are ye to my fortunes , Than my fortunes to me . [ They sit . 1 Lord . My lord , we always have confess'd it . Apem . Ho , ho , confess'd it ? hang'd it , have you not ? Tim . O ...
... friendship , there needs none . Pray , sit ; more welcome are ye to my fortunes , Than my fortunes to me . [ They sit . 1 Lord . My lord , we always have confess'd it . Apem . Ho , ho , confess'd it ? hang'd it , have you not ? Tim . O ...
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Aaron Alcib Alcibiades Antiochus Apem Apemantus Athens Bassianus Bawd blood Boult brother CHIRON Cleon daughter dead death deed DEMETRIUS Dionyza dost thou doth emperor empress Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes father fear feast Fish Flav fool fortune friends give gods gold Goths Gower grief hand hath hear heart heaven Helicanus hither honest honour JOHNSON king knight lady Lavinia live look lord Timon lordship Lucius Lucullus Lychorida Lysimachus Marcus Marina mistress Mitylene musick ne'er never noble Pain Pentapolis Pericles Phrynia Poet pray prince PRINCE OF TYRE queen revenge Rome Rome's Saturninus SCENE Senators Serv Servant Shakspeare Simonides sons sorrow speak STEEVENS sweet Tamora tears tell Thai Thaisa Tharsus thee There's thine thou art thou hast thyself TIMON OF ATHENS TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue tribune Tyre unto villain weep would'st
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Page 71 - Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant. Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: This yellow slave Will knit and break religions, bless the accursed, Make the hoar leprosy adored, place thieves And give them title, knee and approbation With senators on the bench...
Page 87 - The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea : the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun : The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears : the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement : each thing's a thief ; The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Have uncheck'd theft.
Page 101 - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Who once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover : thither come, And let my grave-stone be your oracle.