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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... Hast moved us : what seest thou in our looks ? Hel . An angry brow , dread lord . Per . If there be such a dart in princes ' frowns , How durst thy tongue move anger to our face ? Hel . How dare the plants look up to heaven , from ...
... Hast moved us : what seest thou in our looks ? Hel . An angry brow , dread lord . Per . If there be such a dart in princes ' frowns , How durst thy tongue move anger to our face ? Hel . How dare the plants look up to heaven , from ...
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... [ Aside . That never aim'd so high , to love your daughter , But bent all offices to honour her . Sim . Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter , and thou art A villain . Per . By the gods , I have not , 40 ACT 11 . PERICLES ,
... [ Aside . That never aim'd so high , to love your daughter , But bent all offices to honour her . Sim . Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter , and thou art A villain . Per . By the gods , I have not , 40 ACT 11 . PERICLES ,
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... hast Upon the winds command , bind them in brass , Having call'd them from the deep ! O still thy deaf'ning , Thy dreadful thunders ; gently quench thy nimble , Sulphureous flashes ! -O how , Lychorida , How does my queen ? -Thou storm ...
... hast Upon the winds command , bind them in brass , Having call'd them from the deep ! O still thy deaf'ning , Thy dreadful thunders ; gently quench thy nimble , Sulphureous flashes ! -O how , Lychorida , How does my queen ? -Thou storm ...
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... hast as chiding a nativity , As fire , air , water , earth , and heaven can make , To herald thee from the womb : even at the first , Thy loss is more than can thy portage quit , With all thou canst find here . - Now the good gods Throw ...
... hast as chiding a nativity , As fire , air , water , earth , and heaven can make , To herald thee from the womb : even at the first , Thy loss is more than can thy portage quit , With all thou canst find here . - Now the good gods Throw ...
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... hast thou had , my dear ; No light , no fire the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave , but straight Must cast thee , scarcely coffin'd , in the ooze ; Where , for a monument upon ...
... hast thou had , my dear ; No light , no fire the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave , but straight Must cast thee , scarcely coffin'd , in the ooze ; Where , for a monument upon ...
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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.