The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volume 6C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Page 120
... Alcibiades , an Athenian General . Flavius , Steward to Timon . Flaminius , Lucilius , Timon's Servants . Servilius , Caphis , Varro , Philo , Several Servants to Ufurers . Titus , Lucius , Hortenfius , Ventidius , one of Timon's false ...
... Alcibiades , an Athenian General . Flavius , Steward to Timon . Flaminius , Lucilius , Timon's Servants . Servilius , Caphis , Varro , Philo , Several Servants to Ufurers . Titus , Lucius , Hortenfius , Ventidius , one of Timon's false ...
Page 129
... Alcibiades , and fome twenty horfe All of companionship . Tim . Pray , entertain them , give them guide to us ; You must needs dine with me : go not you hence , " Till I have thankt you ; and when dinner's done , Shew me this piece . I ...
... Alcibiades , and fome twenty horfe All of companionship . Tim . Pray , entertain them , give them guide to us ; You must needs dine with me : go not you hence , " Till I have thankt you ; and when dinner's done , Shew me this piece . I ...
Page 132
... Alcibiades , your heart's in the field now . Alc . My heart is ever at your service , my Lord . Tim . You had rather been at a breakfast of enemies , than a dinner of friends . Alc . So they were bleeding new , my Lord , there's no meat ...
... Alcibiades , your heart's in the field now . Alc . My heart is ever at your service , my Lord . Tim . You had rather been at a breakfast of enemies , than a dinner of friends . Alc . So they were bleeding new , my Lord , there's no meat ...
Page 137
... Alcibiades , Thou art a foldier , therefore seldom rich , It comes in charity to thee ; thy living Is ' mongst the dead ; and all the lands thou hast Lye in a pitcht field . Alc . I defy land , my Lord . 1 Lord . We are fo virtuously ...
... Alcibiades , Thou art a foldier , therefore seldom rich , It comes in charity to thee ; thy living Is ' mongst the dead ; and all the lands thou hast Lye in a pitcht field . Alc . I defy land , my Lord . 1 Lord . We are fo virtuously ...
Page 142
... Alcibiades . - Well , what's your will ? [ They prefent their bills . Cap . My Lord , here is a note of certain dues . Tim . Dues ? whence are you ? Cap . Of Athens here , my Lord . Tim . Go to my Steward . Cap . Please it your Lordship ...
... Alcibiades . - Well , what's your will ? [ They prefent their bills . Cap . My Lord , here is a note of certain dues . Tim . Dues ? whence are you ? Cap . Of Athens here , my Lord . Tim . Go to my Steward . Cap . Please it your Lordship ...
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Page 94 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Page 305 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Page 302 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Page 306 - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? They must lie there : go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not.
Page 19 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Page 296 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Page 53 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Page 469 - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
Page 304 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Page 309 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...