Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volume 5G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
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... say to you ? Let me be recorded by the righteous gods , I am as poor as you . I SERV . Such a house broke ! So noble a mafter fallen ! All gone ! and not One friend , to take his fortune by the arm , And go along with him ! 2 SERY . As ...
... say to you ? Let me be recorded by the righteous gods , I am as poor as you . I SERV . Such a house broke ! So noble a mafter fallen ! All gone ! and not One friend , to take his fortune by the arm , And go along with him ! 2 SERY . As ...
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... say I have provided for him : It must be a personating of himself : a fatire a- gainst the softness of profperity ; with a discovery of the infinite flatteries , that follow youth and opulency . TIM . Muft thou needs ftand for a villain ...
... say I have provided for him : It must be a personating of himself : a fatire a- gainst the softness of profperity ; with a discovery of the infinite flatteries , that follow youth and opulency . TIM . Muft thou needs ftand for a villain ...
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... say , thou❜lt enter friendly . 2 SEN . Throw thy glove , Or any token of thine honour elfe , That thou wilt ufe the wars as thy redress , And not as our confufion , all thy powers Shall make their harbour in our town , till we Have ...
... say , thou❜lt enter friendly . 2 SEN . Throw thy glove , Or any token of thine honour elfe , That thou wilt ufe the wars as thy redress , And not as our confufion , all thy powers Shall make their harbour in our town , till we Have ...
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... me do back receive the flower of all , And leave me but the bran . 1 CIT . It was an answer : How apply you this ? What say you to't ? MEN . The fenators of Rome are this good belly CORIOLANUS . 91 MEN. What then? ...
... me do back receive the flower of all , And leave me but the bran . 1 CIT . It was an answer : How apply you this ? What say you to't ? MEN . The fenators of Rome are this good belly CORIOLANUS . 91 MEN. What then? ...
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... says the other troop ? MAR . They are diffolv'd : Hang ' em ! you , They faid , they were an - hungry ; figh'd forth proverbs ; — That , hunger broke ftone walls ; that , dogs must eat ; That , meat was made for mouths ; that , the gods ...
... says the other troop ? MAR . They are diffolv'd : Hang ' em ! you , They faid , they were an - hungry ; figh'd forth proverbs ; — That , hunger broke ftone walls ; that , dogs must eat ; That , meat was made for mouths ; that , the gods ...
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Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volume 5 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1797 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Afide againſt ALCIB Alcibiades Andronicus anſwer Antony APEM Apemantus Aufidius beſt Brutus Cæfar Caffius CASCA cauſe CLEO Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus CYMBELINE death defire doft doth Enter EROS Exeunt Exit eyes faid fame fear fenators fervice fhall fhould fhow firſt flain FLAV foldier fome forrow fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword give gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart himſelf honeft honour houſe IACH lady Lavinia lord Lucius madam mafter Marcius Mark Antony miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble o'the Octavia pleaſe pleaſure Pompey praiſe pray preſent purpoſe queen Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſtand Tamora tell thee thefe There's theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand Timon Titinius Titus TITUS ANDRONICUS uſe whofe whoſe yourſelf
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Página 264 - 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 up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Página 260 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 264 - 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, That love my friend : and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Página 326 - ... steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Página 297 - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
Página 217 - I did hear him groan ; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Página 217 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? ' Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow : so indeed he did. The torrent...
Página 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.
Página 260 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Página 294 - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!