The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 11Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... she rejoices ; she and PERICLES take leave of her father , and depart . Then SIMONIDES , & c . retire . Gow . By many a dearn and painful perch , Of Pericles the careful search By the four opposing coignes ACT III . 43 PRINCE OF TYRE .
... she rejoices ; she and PERICLES take leave of her father , and depart . Then SIMONIDES , & c . retire . Gow . By many a dearn and painful perch , Of Pericles the careful search By the four opposing coignes ACT III . 43 PRINCE OF TYRE .
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... pain , Being thereto not compell'd . Cer . I held it ever , Virtue and cunning were endowments greater Than nobleness and riches : careless heirs May the two latter darken and expend ; But immortality attends the former , Making a man a ...
... pain , Being thereto not compell'd . Cer . I held it ever , Virtue and cunning were endowments greater Than nobleness and riches : careless heirs May the two latter darken and expend ; But immortality attends the former , Making a man a ...
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... pain , but even Your purse , still open , hath built lord Cerimon Such strong renown as time shall never- Enter Two Servants with a Chest . Serv . So ; lift there . Cer . What is that ? Serv . Sir , even now Did the sea toss upon our ...
... pain , but even Your purse , still open , hath built lord Cerimon Such strong renown as time shall never- Enter Two Servants with a Chest . Serv . So ; lift there . Cer . What is that ? Serv . Sir , even now Did the sea toss upon our ...
Page 73
... pains to work her to your manage . Come , we will leave his honour and her together . [ Exeunt Bawd , Pander , and BoULT . Lys . Go thy ways . - Now , pretty one , how long have you been at this trade ? Mar. What trade , sir ? Lys ...
... pains to work her to your manage . Come , we will leave his honour and her together . [ Exeunt Bawd , Pander , and BoULT . Lys . Go thy ways . - Now , pretty one , how long have you been at this trade ? Mar. What trade , sir ? Lys ...
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... pain ; Lest this great sea of joys , rushing upon me , O'erbear the shores of my mortality , And drown me with their sweetness . O , come hither , Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget ; Thou that wast born at sea , buried at ...
... pain ; Lest this great sea of joys , rushing upon me , O'erbear the shores of my mortality , And drown me with their sweetness . O , come hither , Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget ; Thou that wast born at sea , buried at ...
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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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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.