The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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الصفحة 19
... dead ; and all the lands thou haft Lye in a pitcht field . Alc . I defie land , my Lord . 1 Lord . We are fo virtuously bound Tim . And fo am I to you . 2 Lord . So infinitely endear'd Tim . All to you . Lights ! more lights , more ...
... dead ; and all the lands thou haft Lye in a pitcht field . Alc . I defie land , my Lord . 1 Lord . We are fo virtuously bound Tim . And fo am I to you . 2 Lord . So infinitely endear'd Tim . All to you . Lights ! more lights , more ...
الصفحة 33
... dead , Doors , that were ne'er acquainted with their wards Many a bounteous year , muft be employ'd Now to guard fure their mafter . And this is all a liberal courfe allows ; Who cannot keep his wealth , muft keep his house . [ Exit ...
... dead , Doors , that were ne'er acquainted with their wards Many a bounteous year , muft be employ'd Now to guard fure their mafter . And this is all a liberal courfe allows ; Who cannot keep his wealth , muft keep his house . [ Exit ...
الصفحة 49
... dead , Some that were hang'd , no matter : Wear them , betray with them ; and whore on ftill . Paint till a horse may mire upon your face ; A pox of wrinkles ! Beth . Well , more gold what then ? Believe that we'll do any thing for gold ...
... dead , Some that were hang'd , no matter : Wear them , betray with them ; and whore on ftill . Paint till a horse may mire upon your face ; A pox of wrinkles ! Beth . Well , more gold what then ? Believe that we'll do any thing for gold ...
الصفحة 56
... dead ! I'll fay th ' haft gold ; Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly . Tim . Throng'd to ? Apem . Ay . Tim . Thy back , I pr'ythee : live and love thy misery : Long live fo or fo die , fo I am quit , Mo things like men ? eat , Timon , and ...
... dead ! I'll fay th ' haft gold ; Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly . Tim . Throng'd to ? Apem . Ay . Tim . Thy back , I pr'ythee : live and love thy misery : Long live fo or fo die , fo I am quit , Mo things like men ? eat , Timon , and ...
الصفحة 66
... dead ; let us return , And ftrain what other means is left unto us In our dread peril . Sen. It requires swift foot . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . The Walls of Athens . Enter tavo other Senators , with a Messenger . I Sen. Thou haft painfully ...
... dead ; let us return , And ftrain what other means is left unto us In our dread peril . Sen. It requires swift foot . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . The Walls of Athens . Enter tavo other Senators , with a Messenger . I Sen. Thou haft painfully ...
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الصفحة 188 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
الصفحة 198 - 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.
الصفحة 241 - 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!
الصفحة 179 - 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.
الصفحة 178 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
الصفحة 223 - 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 ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
الصفحة 216 - O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
الصفحة 178 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
الصفحة 245 - 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...
الصفحة 211 - Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him : but, as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition.