The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 13
... gold , Is but his ftew'rd : no meed but he repays Seven - fold above it felf ; no gift to him , But breeds the giver a return exceeding All use of quittance . Luc . The nobleft mind he carries , That ever govern'd man . Lucul . Long may ...
... gold , Is but his ftew'rd : no meed but he repays Seven - fold above it felf ; no gift to him , But breeds the giver a return exceeding All use of quittance . Luc . The nobleft mind he carries , That ever govern'd man . Lucul . Long may ...
Pàgina 20
... gold , steal but a beggar's dog , And give it Timon , why , the dog coins gold . If I would fell my horfe , and buy ten more Better than he ; why , give my horfe to Timon ; Afk nothing , give it him , it foals me ftraight Ten able ...
... gold , steal but a beggar's dog , And give it Timon , why , the dog coins gold . If I would fell my horfe , and buy ten more Better than he ; why , give my horfe to Timon ; Afk nothing , give it him , it foals me ftraight Ten able ...
Pàgina 23
... gold and want ! All . What are we , Apemantus ? Apem . Affes . All . Why ? Apem . That you ask me what you are , and do not know your felves . Speak to ' em , fool . Fool . How do you , gentlemen ? All . Gramercy , good fool : how does ...
... gold and want ! All . What are we , Apemantus ? Apem . Affes . All . Why ? Apem . That you ask me what you are , and do not know your felves . Speak to ' em , fool . Fool . How do you , gentlemen ? All . Gramercy , good fool : how does ...
Pàgina 45
... gold , I'll be his fteward ftill . SCENE III . The Woods . Enter Timon . [ Exit . Tim . O bleffed breeding Sun , draw from the earth Rotten humidity : below thy fifter's orb Infect the air . Twinn'd brothers of one womb , Whofe ...
... gold , I'll be his fteward ftill . SCENE III . The Woods . Enter Timon . [ Exit . Tim . O bleffed breeding Sun , draw from the earth Rotten humidity : below thy fifter's orb Infect the air . Twinn'd brothers of one womb , Whofe ...
Pàgina 46
... Gold yellow , glittering , precious gold ? No , Gods ! I am no idle votarift . Roots , clear heav'ns ! Thus much of this will make black , white ; foul , fair ; Wrong , right ; bafe , noble ; old , young ; coward , valiant . You Gods ...
... Gold yellow , glittering , precious gold ? No , Gods ! I am no idle votarift . Roots , clear heav'ns ! Thus much of this will make black , white ; foul , fair ; Wrong , right ; bafe , noble ; old , young ; coward , valiant . You Gods ...
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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.