Timon of Athens. Coriolanus. Julius Caesar. Antony and CleopatraCharles Whittingham, 1826 |
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1. oldal
... master . Timon , in the last act , is followed by his fickle mistress , & c . after he was reported to have discovered a hidden treasure by digging . The piece itself ( though it appears to be the work of an acade- mic ) is a wretched ...
... master . Timon , in the last act , is followed by his fickle mistress , & c . after he was reported to have discovered a hidden treasure by digging . The piece itself ( though it appears to be the work of an acade- mic ) is a wretched ...
6. oldal
... Master Ford . ' Merry Wives of Windsor . 4 Touch the estimate , that is , come up to the price . 5 We must here suppose the poet busy in reciting part of his own work ; and that these three lines are the introduction of the poem ...
... Master Ford . ' Merry Wives of Windsor . 4 Touch the estimate , that is , come up to the price . 5 We must here suppose the poet busy in reciting part of his own work ; and that these three lines are the introduction of the poem ...
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... masters 34 : believ't , dear lord , You mend the jewel by wearing it . Tim . Well mock'd . Mer . No , my good lord ; he speaks the common tongue , Which all men speak with him . Tim . Look , who comes here . Will you be chid ? Enter ...
... masters 34 : believ't , dear lord , You mend the jewel by wearing it . Tim . Well mock'd . Mer . No , my good lord ; he speaks the common tongue , Which all men speak with him . Tim . Look , who comes here . Will you be chid ? Enter ...
32. oldal
... master - and the cap Plays in the right hand , thus : -but tell him , sirrah , My uses cry to me , I must serve my turn Out of mine own ; his days and times are past , And my reliances on his fracted dates Have smit my credit : I love ...
... master - and the cap Plays in the right hand , thus : -but tell him , sirrah , My uses cry to me , I must serve my turn Out of mine own ; his days and times are past , And my reliances on his fracted dates Have smit my credit : I love ...
34. oldal
... master is awak'd by great occasion , To call upon his own ; and humbly prays you , That with your other noble parts you'll suit * , In giving him his right . Tim . Mine honest friend , I pr'ythee , but repair to me next morning . Caph ...
... master is awak'd by great occasion , To call upon his own ; and humbly prays you , That with your other noble parts you'll suit * , In giving him his right . Tim . Mine honest friend , I pr'ythee , but repair to me next morning . Caph ...
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341. 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...
313. 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.
275. oldal - And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
339. oldal - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. — Look, in this place ran Cassius...
284. oldal - Would he were fatter ; but I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid 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.
353. oldal - Sheath your dagger : Be angry when you will, it shall have scope; Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour. 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.
335. oldal - Then, none have I offended. I have done no more to Caesar, than you shall do to Brutus. The question of his death is enrolled in the Capitol; his glory not extenuated, wherein he was worthy, nor his offences enforced, for which he suffered death.
341. oldal - 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. I 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...
350. oldal - 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...
337. oldal - 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.