The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 7
... hand wafts to her , Whose prefent grace to prefent flaves and fervants Tranflates his rivals . Pain . ' Tis conceiv'd to th ' fcope : This throne , this fortune , and this hill , methinks , With one man becken'd from the reft below ...
... hand wafts to her , Whose prefent grace to prefent flaves and fervants Tranflates his rivals . Pain . ' Tis conceiv'd to th ' fcope : This throne , this fortune , and this hill , methinks , With one man becken'd from the reft below ...
Pàgina 8
... hands , ) let him flip down , Not one accompanying his declining foot . Pain . ' Tis common ; A thousand moral paintings I can shew , That shall demonftrate these quick blows of fortune More pregnantly than words . Yet you do well To ...
... hands , ) let him flip down , Not one accompanying his declining foot . Pain . ' Tis common ; A thousand moral paintings I can shew , That shall demonftrate these quick blows of fortune More pregnantly than words . Yet you do well To ...
Pàgina 9
... in men . Give him thy daughter : What you acftow , in him I'll counterpoife , And make him weigh with her . 0. Ath . Moft noble Lord , Pawn me to this your honour , fhe is his . Tim Tim . My hand to thee , mine honour on TIMON of Athens .
... in men . Give him thy daughter : What you acftow , in him I'll counterpoife , And make him weigh with her . 0. Ath . Moft noble Lord , Pawn me to this your honour , fhe is his . Tim Tim . My hand to thee , mine honour on TIMON of Athens .
Pàgina 10
... hand , We must needs dine together : Sir , your jewel Hath fuffer'd under praise . Jew . What , my Lord ? difpraife ? Tim . A meer fatiety of commendations , If I fhould pay you for't as ' tis extoll'd , It would undo me quite . Jew ...
... hand , We must needs dine together : Sir , your jewel Hath fuffer'd under praise . Jew . What , my Lord ? difpraife ? Tim . A meer fatiety of commendations , If I fhould pay you for't as ' tis extoll'd , It would undo me quite . Jew ...
Pàgina 21
... hand , thus but tell him , firrah , My uses cry to me , I muft ferve my turn Out of mine own ; his days and times are paft , And my reliance on his fracted dates Has fmit my credit . I love and honour him ; But muft not break my back ...
... hand , thus but tell him , firrah , My uses cry to me , I muft ferve my turn Out of mine own ; his days and times are paft , And my reliance on his fracted dates Has fmit my credit . I love and honour him ; But muft not break my back ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 217 - 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. For 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...
Pàgina 179 - 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 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Pàgina 213 - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? 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 ! — Bear with me ; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Pàgina 198 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Pàgina 241 - 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!
Pàgina 336 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...
Pàgina 222 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What ! shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large...
Pàgina 211 - Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him : but, as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition.
Pàgina 178 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Pàgina 328 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.