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 10
... gone , and the sore eyes see clear : To stop the air would hurt them . The blind mole casts Copp'd hills towards heaven , to tell the earth is wrong'd By man's oppression ; and the poor worm doth die for't . Kings are earth's gods : in ...
... gone , and the sore eyes see clear : To stop the air would hurt them . The blind mole casts Copp'd hills towards heaven , to tell the earth is wrong'd By man's oppression ; and the poor worm doth die for't . Kings are earth's gods : in ...
Side 18
... gone to travel . Thal . How ! the king gone ! Hel . If further yet you will be satisfied , Why , as it were unlicensed of your loves , He would depart , I'll give some light unto you . Being at Antioch- Thal . What from Antioch ...
... gone to travel . Thal . How ! the king gone ! Hel . If further yet you will be satisfied , Why , as it were unlicensed of your loves , He would depart , I'll give some light unto you . Being at Antioch- Thal . What from Antioch ...
Side 53
... gone ; My twelve months are expir'd , and Tyrus stands In a litigious peace . You , and your lady , Take from my heart all thankfulness ! The gods Make up the rest upon you ! Cle . Your shafts of fortune , though they hurt you mortally ...
... gone ; My twelve months are expir'd , and Tyrus stands In a litigious peace . You , and your lady , Take from my heart all thankfulness ! The gods Make up the rest upon you ! Cle . Your shafts of fortune , though they hurt you mortally ...
Side 63
... gone thorough for this piece , if you like her , so ; if not , I have lost my ear- you see : nest . Bawd . Boult , has she any qualities ? Boult . She has a good face , speaks well , and has ex- cellent good clothes ; there's no further ...
... gone thorough for this piece , if you like her , so ; if not , I have lost my ear- you see : nest . Bawd . Boult , has she any qualities ? Boult . She has a good face , speaks well , and has ex- cellent good clothes ; there's no further ...
Side 68
... gone . She did disdain my child , and stood between Her and her fortunes : None would look on her , But cast their gazes on Marina's face ; Whilst ours was blurted at , and held a malkin , Not worth the time of day . It pierc'd me ...
... gone . She did disdain my child , and stood between Her and her fortunes : None would look on her , But cast their gazes on Marina's face ; Whilst ours was blurted at , and held a malkin , Not worth the time of day . It pierc'd me ...
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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.