The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 11Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... Her face , the book of praises , where is read Nothing but curious pleasures , as from thence Sorrow were ever ras'd , and testy wrath Could never be her mild companion . Ye gods , that made me man , and sway SCENE I. 7 PRINCE OF TYRE .
... Her face , the book of praises , where is read Nothing but curious pleasures , as from thence Sorrow were ever ras'd , and testy wrath Could never be her mild companion . Ye gods , that made me man , and sway SCENE I. 7 PRINCE OF TYRE .
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... never comes , but brings an heir , That may succeed as his inheritor ; And so in ours : some neighbouring nation , Taking advantage of our misery , Hath stuff'd these hollow vessels with their power , To beat us down , the which are ...
... never comes , but brings an heir , That may succeed as his inheritor ; And so in ours : some neighbouring nation , Taking advantage of our misery , Hath stuff'd these hollow vessels with their power , To beat us down , the which are ...
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... a mouthful . Such whales have I heard on a'the land , who never leave gaping , till they've swallowed the whole parish , church , steeple , bells , and all . 26 Per . A pretty moral . 3 Fish . SCENE 1 . 25 PRINCE OF TYRE .
... a mouthful . Such whales have I heard on a'the land , who never leave gaping , till they've swallowed the whole parish , church , steeple , bells , and all . 26 Per . A pretty moral . 3 Fish . SCENE 1 . 25 PRINCE OF TYRE .
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... never have left , till he cast bells , steeple , church , and parish , up again . But if the good king Simonides were of my mind- Per . Simonides ? 3 Fish . We would purge the land of these drones ; that rob the bee of her honey . Per ...
... never have left , till he cast bells , steeple , church , and parish , up again . But if the good king Simonides were of my mind- Per . Simonides ? 3 Fish . We would purge the land of these drones ; that rob the bee of her honey . Per ...
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... never practis'd it . 2 Fish . Nay , then , thou wilt starve sure ; for here's nothing to be got now - a - days , unless thou can'st fish for't . Per . What I have been , I have forgot to know ; But what I am , want teaches me to think ...
... never practis'd it . 2 Fish . Nay , then , thou wilt starve sure ; for here's nothing to be got now - a - days , unless thou can'st fish for't . Per . What I have been , I have forgot to know ; But what I am , want teaches me to think ...
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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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Page 159 - Gold ? yellow, glittering, precious gold ? No, gods, I am no idle votarist. Roots, you clear heavens ! Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant.
Page 295 - I loved the maid I married ; never man Sigh'd truer breath ; but that I see thee here, Thou noble thing ! more dances my rapt heart Than when I first my wedded mistress saw Bestride my threshold.
Page 322 - You have won a happy victory to Rome : But, for your son, — believe it, O, believe it, Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Page 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.