The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 5
A moft incomparable man , breath'd as it were To an untirable and continuate goodness . Jew . I have a jewel here . Mer . O pray let's fee't . For the Lord Timon , Sir ? Jew . If he will touch the estimate : but for thatPoet , When we ...
A moft incomparable man , breath'd as it were To an untirable and continuate goodness . Jew . I have a jewel here . Mer . O pray let's fee't . For the Lord Timon , Sir ? Jew . If he will touch the estimate : but for thatPoet , When we ...
Pàgina 7
... All forts of hearts ; yea , from the glass - fac'd flatterer To Apemantus , that few things loves 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 .
... All forts of hearts ; yea , from the glass - fac'd flatterer To Apemantus , that few things loves 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 .
Pàgina 8
Ay , my good Lord , five talents is his debt , His means moft fhort , his creditors most straight : Your honourable letter he defires To those have shut him up , which failing to him Periods his comfort . I know him Tim .
Ay , my good Lord , five talents is his debt , His means moft fhort , his creditors most straight : Your honourable letter he defires To those have shut him up , which failing to him Periods his comfort . I know him Tim .
Pàgina 9
Give him thy daughter : What you beftow , in him I'll counterpoife , And make him weigh with her . Q. Atb . Moft noble Lord , Pawn me to this your honour , the is his . Tim . My hand to thee , mine honour on Tim TIMON of Athens .
Give him thy daughter : What you beftow , in him I'll counterpoife , And make him weigh with her . Q. Atb . Moft noble Lord , Pawn me to this your honour , the is his . Tim . My hand to thee , mine honour on Tim TIMON of Athens .
Pàgina 12
Moft welcome , Sir ! Apem . So , fo ! Aches contract , and ftarve your fupple joints ! that there fhould be fmall love amongst these sweet knaves , and all this courtefie ! the ftrain of man's bred out into baboon and monkey .
Moft welcome , Sir ! Apem . So , fo ! Aches contract , and ftarve your fupple joints ! that there fhould be fmall love amongst these sweet knaves , and all this courtefie ! the ftrain of man's bred out into baboon and monkey .
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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.