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
... better Than to make himself abhorr'd ; ev'n he drops down The knee before him , and returns in peace Moft rich in Timon's nod . Pain . I faw them fpeak together . Poet . I have upon a high and pleasant hill Feign'd Fortune to be thron'd ...
... better Than to make himself abhorr'd ; ev'n he drops down The knee before him , and returns in peace Moft rich in Timon's nod . Pain . I faw them fpeak together . Poet . I have upon a high and pleasant hill Feign'd Fortune to be thron'd ...
Pàgina 11
... better , for the innocence . Tim . Wrought he not well that painted it ? Apem . He wrought better that made the painter , and yet he's but a filthy piece of work . Pain . Y'are a dog . Apem . Thy mother's of my generation : what's fhe ...
... better , for the innocence . Tim . Wrought he not well that painted it ? Apem . He wrought better that made the painter , and yet he's but a filthy piece of work . Pain . Y'are a dog . Apem . Thy mother's of my generation : what's fhe ...
Pàgina 14
... betters play at that game , we must not dare To imitate them . Faults that are rich , are fair . Ven . A noble fpirit . Tim . Nay , ceremony was but devis'd at firft , To fet a glofs on faint deeds , hollow welcomes , Recanting goodness ...
... betters play at that game , we must not dare To imitate them . Faults that are rich , are fair . Ven . A noble fpirit . Tim . Nay , ceremony was but devis'd at firft , To fet a glofs on faint deeds , hollow welcomes , Recanting goodness ...
Pàgina 16
... better or properer can we call our own , than the riches of our friends ? O , what a precious comfort ' tis to have fo many , like brothers , commanding one another's fortunes ! O joy , e'en made a joy ere't can be born ; mine eyes can ...
... better or properer can we call our own , than the riches of our friends ? O , what a precious comfort ' tis to have fo many , like brothers , commanding one another's fortunes ! O joy , e'en made a joy ere't can be born ; mine eyes can ...
Pàgina 20
... better mufick . [ Exit . Apem . So - thou wilt not hear me now , thou shalt not then . I'll lock the heaven from thee . [ Exit . Oh , that men's ears should be To counfel deaf , but not to flattery ! Sen. ACT II . SCENE I. A publick ...
... better mufick . [ Exit . Apem . So - thou wilt not hear me now , thou shalt not then . I'll lock the heaven from thee . [ Exit . Oh , that men's ears should be To counfel deaf , but not to flattery ! Sen. ACT II . SCENE I. A publick ...
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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.