The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Том 8Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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... tell him , - Well , i'faith , I should , When all's spent , he'd be cross'd ' then , an he could . ' Tis pity , bounty had not eyes behind ; That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind . 2 2 [ Exit , and returns with the casket . 1 ...
... tell him , - Well , i'faith , I should , When all's spent , he'd be cross'd ' then , an he could . ' Tis pity , bounty had not eyes behind ; That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind . 2 2 [ Exit , and returns with the casket . 1 ...
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... tell you true . I'll call on you . All Lords . None so welcome . Tim . I take all and your several visitations So kind to heart , ' tis not enough to give ; Methinks , I could deal kingdoms to my friends , And ne'er be weary ...
... tell you true . I'll call on you . All Lords . None so welcome . Tim . I take all and your several visitations So kind to heart , ' tis not enough to give ; Methinks , I could deal kingdoms to my friends , And ne'er be weary ...
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... tell him , sirrah , My uses cry to me , I must serve my turn Out of mine own ; his days and times are past , s Stopped And my reliances on his fracted dates Have smit my SCENE 1 .. ] TIMON OF ATHENS ACT THE SECOND. ...
... tell him , sirrah , My uses cry to me , I must serve my turn Out of mine own ; his days and times are past , s Stopped And my reliances on his fracted dates Have smit my SCENE 1 .. ] TIMON OF ATHENS ACT THE SECOND. ...
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... tell me true . Flav . If you suspect my husbandry , or falsehood , Call me before the exactest auditors , And set me on the proof . So the gods bless me , When all our offices have been oppress'd With riotous feeders ; when our vaults ...
... tell me true . Flav . If you suspect my husbandry , or falsehood , Call me before the exactest auditors , And set me on the proof . So the gods bless me , When all our offices have been oppress'd With riotous feeders ; when our vaults ...
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... tell you one thing , my lord , and which I hear from common rumours ; now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past , and his estate shrinks from him . for Luc . Fye , no , do not believe it ; he cannot want money . 2 Stran . But ...
... tell you one thing , my lord , and which I hear from common rumours ; now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past , and his estate shrinks from him . for Luc . Fye , no , do not believe it ; he cannot want money . 2 Stran . But ...
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Стр. 217 - I, as ^Eneas, our great ancestor, Did, from the flames of Troy, upon his shoulder, The old Anchises bear, so, from the waves of Tiber, Did I the tired Caesar : and this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body. If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Стр. 326 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Стр. 261 - tis his will: Let but the commons hear this testament, , (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.
Стр. 217 - 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 ourselve»dishonourable graves.
Стр. 260 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know.
Стр. 264 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths...
Стр. 273 - For I can raise no money by vile means. By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection. I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me. Was that done like Cassius...
Стр. 263 - Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. 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.
Стр. 256 - A curse shall light upon the limbs of men ; Domestick fury, and fierce civil strife, Shall cumber all the parts of Italy : Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile, when they behold Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war...
Стр. 258 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.