The Works of Shakespeare, Volum 6J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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Pàgina 111
... Senators , with Venti- dius . Then comes , dropping after all , Apemantus difcontentedly . " M ° MOST Ven . OST 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 ...
... Senators , with Venti- dius . Then comes , dropping after all , Apemantus difcontentedly . " M ° MOST Ven . OST 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 112
... drive the Shore away . The Poet's Allufion is to a Wave , which , foaming and chafing on the Shore , break ; and then the Water feems to the Eye to retire , Enter 1 Enter certain Senators . Pain . How this lord 112 TIMON of ATHENS ,
... drive the Shore away . The Poet's Allufion is to a Wave , which , foaming and chafing on the Shore , break ; and then the Water feems to the Eye to retire , Enter 1 Enter certain Senators . Pain . How this lord 112 TIMON of ATHENS ,
Pàgina 113
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). 1 Enter certain Senators . Pain . How this lord is followed ! Poet . The Senators of Athens ! happy man ! ( 2 ) Pain . Look , more ! Poet . You fee this confluence , this great flood of vifiters ...
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). 1 Enter certain Senators . Pain . How this lord is followed ! Poet . The Senators of Athens ! happy man ! ( 2 ) Pain . Look , more ! Poet . You fee this confluence , this great flood of vifiters ...
Pàgina 121
... Senators , with Venti- dius . Then comes , dropping after all , Apemantus difcontentedly . Ven . " M ° OST 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 ...
... Senators , with Venti- dius . Then comes , dropping after all , Apemantus difcontentedly . Ven . " M ° OST 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 129
... Senator . SENATO R. ND late , five thoufand : to Varro and to Ifidore He owes nine thousand , befides my former Sum ; Which makes it five and twenty . - Still in motion Of raging wafte ? It cannot hold , it will not . If I want gold ...
... Senator . SENATO R. ND late , five thoufand : to Varro and to Ifidore He owes nine thousand , befides my former Sum ; Which makes it five and twenty . - Still in motion Of raging wafte ? It cannot hold , it will not . If I want gold ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 283 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Pàgina 279 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange -matters: — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it...
Pàgina 280 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Pàgina 277 - Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Pàgina 459 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Pàgina 55 - Gallow the very wanderers of the dark, And make them keep their caves: since I was man, Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never Remember to have heard : man's nature cannot carry The affliction nor the fear.
Pàgina 282 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Pàgina 331 - I have liv'd long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear , the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age , As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have...
Pàgina 289 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Pàgina 285 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.