The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, 8. kötetF.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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12. oldal
... fall into my keeping , Which is not ow'd to you ! " [ Exeunt LUCILIUS and old Athenian . Poet . Vouchsafe my labour , and long live your lordship ! Tim . I thank you ; you shall hear from me anon : Go not away . What have you there , my ...
... fall into my keeping , Which is not ow'd to you ! " [ Exeunt LUCILIUS and old Athenian . Poet . Vouchsafe my labour , and long live your lordship ! Tim . I thank you ; you shall hear from me anon : Go not away . What have you there , my ...
20. oldal
... fall to't : Rich men sin , and I eat root . [ Eats and drinks . Much good dich thy good heart , Apemantus ! Tim . Captain Alcibiades , your heart's in the field now . Alcib . My heart is ever at your service , my lord . Tim . You had ...
... fall to't : Rich men sin , and I eat root . [ Eats and drinks . Much good dich thy good heart , Apemantus ! Tim . Captain Alcibiades , your heart's in the field now . Alcib . My heart is ever at your service , my lord . Tim . You had ...
38. oldal
... fall , + want treasure , cannot Do what they would ; are sorry - you are honour- able , - But yet they could have wish'd - they know not- but Something hath been amiss - a noble nature May catch a wrench - would all were well - ' tis ...
... fall , + want treasure , cannot Do what they would ; are sorry - you are honour- able , - But yet they could have wish'd - they know not- but Something hath been amiss - a noble nature May catch a wrench - would all were well - ' tis ...
51. oldal
... fall upon you ! [ Exit . Hor . ' Faith , I perceive our masters may throw their caps at their money ; these debts may well be called desperate ones , for a madman owes ' em . [ Exeunt . Knock me down with ' em : ] Timon quibbles . They ...
... fall upon you ! [ Exit . Hor . ' Faith , I perceive our masters may throw their caps at their money ; these debts may well be called desperate ones , for a madman owes ' em . [ Exeunt . Knock me down with ' em : ] Timon quibbles . They ...
78. oldal
... fall in the con- fusion of men , and remain a beast with the beasts ? Apem . Ay , Timon . Tim . A beastly ambition ... falls upon him and kills him . were remotion ; ] i . e . removal from place to place ; or perhaps , remoteness . Apem ...
... fall in the con- fusion of men , and remain a beast with the beasts ? Apem . Ay , Timon . Tim . A beastly ambition ... falls upon him and kills him . were remotion ; ] i . e . removal from place to place ; or perhaps , remoteness . Apem ...
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280. oldal - 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.
267. oldal - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
459. oldal - The crown o' the earth doth melt. — My lord ! — O, withered is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen ; ' young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
303. oldal - Caesar lov'd him: This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
312. oldal - I an itching palm ! You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last. Bru. The name of Cassius honours this corruption, And chastisement doth therefore hide his head. Cas. Chastisement! Bru. Remember March, the ides of March remember! Did not great Julius bleed for justice
268. oldal - 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.
298. oldal - 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.
257. oldal - So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men; he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.
476. oldal - To excuse their after wrath: husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
304. oldal - 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, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle...