The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Bind 11Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Side 8
... dead cheeks advise thee to desist , For going on death's net , whom none resist . Per . Antiochus , I thank thee , who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And , by those fearful objects , to prepare This body , like to them ...
... dead cheeks advise thee to desist , For going on death's net , whom none resist . Per . Antiochus , I thank thee , who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And , by those fearful objects , to prepare This body , like to them ...
Side 13
... dead . Thal . My lord , if I Can get him once within my pistol's length , I'll make him sure : so farewell to your highness . [ Exit . Ant . Thaliard , adieu ! till Pericles be dead , My heart can lend no succour to my head . [ Exit ...
... dead . Thal . My lord , if I Can get him once within my pistol's length , I'll make him sure : so farewell to your highness . [ Exit . Ant . Thaliard , adieu ! till Pericles be dead , My heart can lend no succour to my head . [ Exit ...
Side 22
... dead . All . [ kneeling . ] The gods of Greece protect you ! And we'll pray for you . Per . Rise , I pray you , rise ; We do not look for reverence , but for love , And harbourage for ourself , our ships , and men . Cle . The which when ...
... dead . All . [ kneeling . ] The gods of Greece protect you ! And we'll pray for you . Per . Rise , I pray you , rise ; We do not look for reverence , but for love , And harbourage for ourself , our ships , and men . Cle . The which when ...
Side 27
... dead , For I am a man , pray see me buried . 1 Fish . Die , quoth - a ? Now gods forbid ! I have a gown here ; come , put it on ; keep thee warm . Now , afore me , a handsome fellow ! Come , thou shalt go home , and we'll have flesh for ...
... dead , For I am a man , pray see me buried . 1 Fish . Die , quoth - a ? Now gods forbid ! I have a gown here ; come , put it on ; keep thee warm . Now , afore me , a handsome fellow ! Come , thou shalt go home , and we'll have flesh for ...
Side 28
... dead father did bequeath to me , With this strict charge , ( even as he left his life ) Keep it , my Pericles , it hath been a shield ' Twixt me and death ; ( and pointed to this brace :) For that it sav'd me , keep it ; in like ...
... dead father did bequeath to me , With this strict charge , ( even as he left his life ) Keep it , my Pericles , it hath been a shield ' Twixt me and death ; ( and pointed to this brace :) For that it sav'd me , keep it ; in like ...
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Alcib Alcibiades Antiochus Antium Apem Apemantus Athens Aufidius Bawd bear beseech blood Boult Caius Marcius Caph CLEON Cominius consul CORIOLANUS Corioli daughter Dionyza do't dost doth ears enemy Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fear Fish Flav fool fortune friends Gent give gods gold hate hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honest honour i'the king knight lady Lart look lord Timon lordship Lucullus Lychorida LYSIMACHUS Marina master MENENIUS Mitylene mother ne'er never noble o'the Pain patricians peace Pentapolis Pericles PHRYNIA Poet pr'ythee pray prince prince of Tyre Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE III.-The Senators Serv Servant SICINIUS Simonides speak sword tell Thai Thaisa thank Tharsus thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thyself TITUS LARTIUS tongue tribunes Tyre unto VIRGILIA voices Volces VOLUMNIA What's worthy would'st
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Side 159 - Gold ? yellow, glittering, precious gold ? No, gods, I am no idle votarist. Roots, you clear heavens ! Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant.
Side 295 - I loved the maid I married ; never man Sigh'd truer breath ; but that I see thee here, Thou noble thing ! more dances my rapt heart Than when I first my wedded mistress saw Bestride my threshold.
Side 322 - You have won a happy victory to Rome : But, for your son, — believe it, O, believe it, Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Side 317 - What is that curt'sy worth, or those doves' eyes, Which can make gods forsworn? — I melt, and am not Of stronger earth than others. — My mother bows ; As if Olympus to a molehill should In supplication nod; and my young boy Hath an aspect of intercession, which Great nature cries, Deny not.