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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... . To sing a song of old was sung , From ashes ancient Gower is come ; Assuming man's infirmities , To glad your ear , and please your eyes . VOL . XVI . A 2 MYPL It hath been sung at festivals , On ember -. ACT V. SCENE.
... . To sing a song of old was sung , From ashes ancient Gower is come ; Assuming man's infirmities , To glad your ear , and please your eyes . VOL . XVI . A 2 MYPL It hath been sung at festivals , On ember -. ACT V. SCENE.
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... hath been sung at festivals , On ember - eves , and holy - ales ; And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives : ' Purpose to make men glorious ; Et quo antiquius , eo melius . If you , born in these latter times ...
... hath been sung at festivals , On ember - eves , and holy - ales ; And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives : ' Purpose to make men glorious ; Et quo antiquius , eo melius . If you , born in these latter times ...
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... hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And , by those fearful objects , to prepare This body , like to them , to what I must .; For death remember'd , should be like a mirror , Who tells us , life's but breath ; to trust it ...
... hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And , by those fearful objects , to prepare This body , like to them , to what I must .; For death remember'd , should be like a mirror , Who tells us , life's but breath ; to trust it ...
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... hath found the meaning , for the which we mean To have his head . He must not live to trumpet forth my infamy , Nor tell the world , Antiochus doth sin In such a loathed manner : And therefore instantly this prince must die ; For by his ...
... hath found the meaning , for the which we mean To have his head . He must not live to trumpet forth my infamy , Nor tell the world , Antiochus doth sin In such a loathed manner : And therefore instantly this prince must die ; For by his ...
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... Hath stuff'd these hollow vessels with their power , To beat us down , the which are down already ; And make a conquest of unhappy me , Whereas no glory's got to overcome . Lord . That's the least fear ; for , by the semblance Of their ...
... Hath stuff'd these hollow vessels with their power , To beat us down , the which are down already ; And make a conquest of unhappy me , Whereas no glory's got to overcome . Lord . That's the least fear ; for , by the semblance Of their ...
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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.