The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Հատոր 8J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... fortune , Upon his good and gracious nature hanging , Subdues and properties to his love and tendance All sorts of hearts ; yea , from the glass - fac'd flat- terer 8 To Apemantus , that few things loves better 5 i . e . The contest of ...
... fortune , Upon his good and gracious nature hanging , Subdues and properties to his love and tendance All sorts of hearts ; yea , from the glass - fac'd flat- terer 8 To Apemantus , that few things loves better 5 i . e . The contest of ...
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... Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her ; Whose present grace to present slaves and servants Translates his rivals . Pain . ' Tis conceiv'd to scope . This throne , this Fortune , and this hill , methinks , With one man beckon'd from ...
... Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her ; Whose present grace to present slaves and servants Translates his rivals . Pain . ' Tis conceiv'd to scope . This throne , this Fortune , and this hill , methinks , With one man beckon'd from ...
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... fortune More pregnantly than words . Yet you do well , To show lord Timon , that mean eyes 3 have seen The foot above the head . Trumpets sound . Enter TIMON , attended ; the Servant of VENTIDIUs talking with him . Tim . Imprison'd is ...
... fortune More pregnantly than words . Yet you do well , To show lord Timon , that mean eyes 3 have seen The foot above the head . Trumpets sound . Enter TIMON , attended ; the Servant of VENTIDIUs talking with him . Tim . Imprison'd is ...
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... fortune , I will strain a little , For ' tis a bond in men . Give him thy daughter : What you bestow , in him I'll counterpoise , And make him weigh with her . Old Ath . Most noble lord , Pawn me to this your honour , she is his . Tim ...
... fortune , I will strain a little , For ' tis a bond in men . Give him thy daughter : What you bestow , in him I'll counterpoise , And make him weigh with her . Old Ath . Most noble lord , Pawn me to this your honour , she is his . Tim ...
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... Enter APEMANTUS . Jew . We will bear , with. 4 Pictures have no hypocrisy ; they are what they profess to be . 5 To unclew a man is to draw out the whole mass of his fortunes . • Meed here means desert . 9 i . e 10 Act I. TIMON OF ATHENS .
... Enter APEMANTUS . Jew . We will bear , with. 4 Pictures have no hypocrisy ; they are what they profess to be . 5 To unclew a man is to draw out the whole mass of his fortunes . • Meed here means desert . 9 i . e 10 Act I. TIMON OF ATHENS .
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Էջ 312 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, 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?
Էջ 303 - What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 1 come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: 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...
Էջ 315 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Էջ 314 - 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?
Էջ 300 - Caesar lov'd you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
Էջ 251 - 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.
Էջ 299 - 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. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
Էջ 475 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call ; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath.
Էջ 250 - 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.
Էջ 266 - Tis good. Go to the gate ; somebody knocks. [Exit Lucius. Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar, I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.