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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... thou Wilt live , fly after : and as an arrow , shot [ Ex . Mess . From a well - experienc'd archer , hits the mark His eye doth level at , so ne'er return , Unless thou ... art can joy my spirits , Nor yet the other's distance comfort me ...
... thou Wilt live , fly after : and as an arrow , shot [ Ex . Mess . From a well - experienc'd archer , hits the mark His eye doth level at , so ne'er return , Unless thou ... art can joy my spirits , Nor yet the other's distance comfort me ...
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... thou Hast moved us : what seest thou in our looks ? Hel . An angry brow , dread lord . Per . If there be such a dart ... art no flatterer : I thank thee for it ; and high heaven forbid , That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid ...
... thou Hast moved us : what seest thou in our looks ? Hel . An angry brow , dread lord . Per . If there be such a dart ... art no flatterer : I thank thee for it ; and high heaven forbid , That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid ...
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... thou know'st this , " Tis time to fear , when tyrants seem to kiss . Which fear so grew in me , I hither fled ... art one , Who now reprov'st me for it ) Hel . Alas , sir ! Per . Drew sleep out of mine eyes , blood from my cheeks ...
... thou know'st this , " Tis time to fear , when tyrants seem to kiss . Which fear so grew in me , I hither fled ... art one , Who now reprov'st me for it ) Hel . Alas , sir ! Per . Drew sleep out of mine eyes , blood from my cheeks ...
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... Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter , and thou art A villain . Per . By the gods , I have not , 40 ACT 11 . PERICLES ,
... Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter , and thou art A villain . Per . By the gods , I have not , 40 ACT 11 . PERICLES ,
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... Thy oath remember ; thou hast sworn to do it : ' Tis but a blow , that never shall be known . Thou canst not do a ... art resolv'd ? Leon . I am resolv'd . Enter MARINA , with a basket of flowers . Mar. No , no , I will rob Tellus of her ...
... Thy oath remember ; thou hast sworn to do it : ' Tis but a blow , that never shall be known . Thou canst not do a ... art resolv'd ? Leon . I am resolv'd . Enter MARINA , with a basket of flowers . Mar. No , no , I will rob Tellus of her ...
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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.