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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... fortune , tir'd with doing bad , Threw him ashore , to give him glad : And here he comes : what shall be next , Pardon old Gower ; this long's the text . [ Exit . SCENE I. - Pentapolis , An open place by the sea side . Enter PERICLES ...
... fortune , tir'd with doing bad , Threw him ashore , to give him glad : And here he comes : what shall be next , Pardon old Gower ; this long's the text . [ Exit . SCENE I. - Pentapolis , An open place by the sea side . Enter PERICLES ...
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... fortunes ; And having thrown him from your watry grave , Here to have death in peace , is all he'll crave . Enter three Fishermen . 1 Fish . What , ho , Pilche ! 2 Fish . Ho ! come , and bring away the nets . 1 Fish . What , Patch ...
... fortunes ; And having thrown him from your watry grave , Here to have death in peace , is all he'll crave . Enter three Fishermen . 1 Fish . What , ho , Pilche ! 2 Fish . Ho ! come , and bring away the nets . 1 Fish . What , Patch ...
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... fortunes equal my desires , I'd wish to make one there . 1 Fish . O , sir , things must be as they may ; and what a ... fortune , yet , that after all my crosses , Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself : And , though it was mine own ...
... fortunes equal my desires , I'd wish to make one there . 1 Fish . O , sir , things must be as they may ; and what a ... fortune , yet , that after all my crosses , Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself : And , though it was mine own ...
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... fortunes better , I'll pay your bounties ; till then , rest your debtor . 1 Fish . Why , wilt thou tourney for the lady ! Per . I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms . 1 Fish . Why , do ye take it , and the gods give thee good on't ...
... fortunes better , I'll pay your bounties ; till then , rest your debtor . 1 Fish . Why , wilt thou tourney for the lady ! Per . I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms . 1 Fish . Why , do ye take it , and the gods give thee good on't ...
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... fortunes yet may flourish . 1 Lord . He had need mean better than his outward show Can any way speak in his just commend : For , by his rusty outside , he appears To have practis'd more the whipstock , than the lance . 2 Lord . He well ...
... fortunes yet may flourish . 1 Lord . He had need mean better than his outward show Can any way speak in his just commend : For , by his rusty outside , he appears To have practis'd more the whipstock , than the lance . 2 Lord . He well ...
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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.