Shakespeare's Coriolanus, with intr., notes [&c.] by J.W. Allen |
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... fortune in London . Here he became an actor , and at the same time he wrote new plays and re - wrote old ones . Being of careful and steady habits , he gradually saved money and became a shareholder in the Blackfriars Theatre . Globe ...
... fortune in London . Here he became an actor , and at the same time he wrote new plays and re - wrote old ones . Being of careful and steady habits , he gradually saved money and became a shareholder in the Blackfriars Theatre . Globe ...
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... fortune with Coriolanus . He counted much on the former intimacy existing between them , for had he not been as a father to him ? Having arrived at the camp of the Volsces , he was stopped by the guards , who refused him permission to ...
... fortune with Coriolanus . He counted much on the former intimacy existing between them , for had he not been as a father to him ? Having arrived at the camp of the Volsces , he was stopped by the guards , who refused him permission to ...
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... fortune . ' As Coriolanus is presented to us by Shakespeare he is often repellent , but we cannot but admire his valour and the con- stancy with which he keeps true to his nature , and we are moved with a feeling of pity for the tragic ...
... fortune . ' As Coriolanus is presented to us by Shakespeare he is often repellent , but we cannot but admire his valour and the con- stancy with which he keeps true to his nature , and we are moved with a feeling of pity for the tragic ...
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... fortune widens them , 50 Not for the fliers : mark me , and do the like . [ He enters the gates . First Sol . Fool - hardiness ! not I. Second Sol . Nor I. [ MARCIUS is shut in . Third Sol . See , they have shut him in . All . To the ...
... fortune widens them , 50 Not for the fliers : mark me , and do the like . [ He enters the gates . First Sol . Fool - hardiness ! not I. Second Sol . Nor I. [ MARCIUS is shut in . Third Sol . See , they have shut him in . All . To the ...
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... Fortune Fall deep in love with thee ; and her great charms 25 Misguide thy opposers ' swords ! Bold gentleman , Prosperity be thy page ! Mar. Thy friend no less Than those she placeth highest ! -So , farewell ! Lart . Thou worthiest ...
... Fortune Fall deep in love with thee ; and her great charms 25 Misguide thy opposers ' swords ! Bold gentleman , Prosperity be thy page ! Mar. Thy friend no less Than those she placeth highest ! -So , farewell ! Lart . Thou worthiest ...
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a-doing adjectives Ædiles affixing Antium army Aufidius banished bear beseech blood BRUTUS Brutus and Sicinius Caius Marcius called Capitol carbonado Citizens Cominius common consul Corio Corioli danger death deeds deserved drum enemy Enter CORIOLANUS Exeunt favour fear fight flamen flatter fortune friends garland gates gods hate hath hear heart hence honour Julius Cæsar knees ladies lanus Lart Latin lords Menenius MENENIUS AGRIPPA mercy mother nobility noble nouns patricians peace plebeians pray prefix pride prithee proud rage revenge Roman Rome SCENE Second Cit Second Serv senators Shakespeare shout soldier speak stand sword syllable Tarpeian Tarpeian rock Tarquins tell thee thing Third Cit Third Serv thou hast TITUS LARTIUS tongue tribunes Tullus Aufidius verbs VIRGILIA voices Volsces Volscian VOLUMNIA wars wife words worthy wounds
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Էջ 137 - Cut me to pieces, Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! 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.
Էջ 8 - Who deserves greatness Deserves your hate ; and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil He that depends Upon your favours swims with fins of lead And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust ye! With every minute you do change a mind, And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
Էջ 129 - I'll speak a little. Cor. [Holds her by the hand, silent, then speaks.] O mother, mother ! What have you done ? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O, my mother, mother ! O ! You have won a happy victory to Rome ; But, for your son, — believe it, O, believe it! — Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Էջ 183 - You common cry of curs ! whose breath I hate > As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you ; And here remain with your uncertainty ! Let every feeble...
Էջ 87 - You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts!
Էջ 8 - Deserves your hate : and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead, And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye? With every minute you do change a mind; And call him noble, that was now your hate, Him vile, that was your garland.