The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 10
I like your work , And you fhall find I like it : wait attendance ' Till you hear further from me . Pain . The Gods preferve ye ! Tim . Well fare you , gentleman ; Give me your hand , We must needs dine together : Sir , your jewel Hath ...
I like your work , And you fhall find I like it : wait attendance ' Till you hear further from me . Pain . The Gods preferve ye ! Tim . Well fare you , gentleman ; Give me your hand , We must needs dine together : Sir , your jewel Hath ...
Pàgina 12
Traffick confound thee , if the Gods will not ! Mer . If traffick do it , the Gods do it . Apem.Traffick's thy God , and fo thy God confound thee ! Trumpets found . Enter a Messenger . Tim , What trumpet's that ? Mef .
Traffick confound thee , if the Gods will not ! Mer . If traffick do it , the Gods do it . Apem.Traffick's thy God , and fo thy God confound thee ! Trumpets found . Enter a Messenger . Tim , What trumpet's that ? Mef .
Pàgina 13
Plutus , the God of gold , Is but his ftew'rd : no meed but he repays Seven ... Most honour'd Timon , it hath pleas'd the Gods To call my father's age unto long peace . He is gone happy , and has left me rich .
Plutus , the God of gold , Is but his ftew'rd : no meed but he repays Seven ... Most honour'd Timon , it hath pleas'd the Gods To call my father's age unto long peace . He is gone happy , and has left me rich .
Pàgina 14
O you Gods ! what a number of men eat Timon , and he fees it not ! It grieves me to fee So many dip their meat in one man's blood , And all the madness is , he cheers them up too . I wonder men dare truft themselves with men : Methinks ...
O you Gods ! what a number of men eat Timon , and he fees it not ! It grieves me to fee So many dip their meat in one man's blood , And all the madness is , he cheers them up too . I wonder men dare truft themselves with men : Methinks ...
Pàgina 15
Immortal Gods , I crave no pelf ; I pray for no man but my felf ; Grant I may never prove fo fond , To truft man on bis oath or bond ; Or a barlot for her weeping , Or a dog that feems a fleeping , Or a ...
Immortal Gods , I crave no pelf ; I pray for no man but my felf ; Grant I may never prove fo fond , To truft man on bis oath or bond ; Or a barlot for her weeping , Or a dog that feems a fleeping , Or a ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Antony Apem bear better blood bring Brutus Cæfar Cafar Caffius Char Cleo Cleopatra comes common Coriolanus dead death doth enemy Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes face fall fear felf fhall fhew fhould fight follow fome fool fortune fpeak friends ftand ftill fuch fword give Gods gold gone hand hath hear heart hence himſelf hold honour I'll Italy keep Lady leave live look Lord Lucius lyes Madam mafter Mark Martius mean moft mother muft muſt nature never noble o'th Octavia once peace Pleb poor pray Roman Rome SCENE Senators ſhall ſpeak tell thank thee there's theſe thine thing thou thou art thought Timon true voices whofe wife worthy
Passatges populars
Pàgina 188 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
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 179 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Pàgina 178 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Pàgina 223 - 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 honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Pàgina 216 - 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.
Pàgina 178 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Pàgina 245 - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
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.