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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... master , not to us : Yet , ere you shall depart , this we desire , - As friends to Antioch , we may feast in Tyre . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . - Tharsus . A Room in the Governor's House . Enter CLEON , DIONYZA , and Attendants . Cle . My ...
... master , not to us : Yet , ere you shall depart , this we desire , - As friends to Antioch , we may feast in Tyre . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . - Tharsus . A Room in the Governor's House . Enter CLEON , DIONYZA , and Attendants . Cle . My ...
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... master ? 1 Fish . Look how thou stirrest now ! come away , or I'll fetch thee with a wannion . 3 Fish . ' Faith , master , I am thinking of the poor men that were cast away before us , even now . 1 Fish . Alas , poor souls , it grieved ...
... master ? 1 Fish . Look how thou stirrest now ! come away , or I'll fetch thee with a wannion . 3 Fish . ' Faith , master , I am thinking of the poor men that were cast away before us , even now . 1 Fish . Alas , poor souls , it grieved ...
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... master , if I had been the sexton , I would have been that day in the belfry . 2 Fish . Why , man ? 3 Fish . Because he should have swallowed me too : and when I had been in his belly , I would have kept such a jangling of the bells ...
... master , if I had been the sexton , I would have been that day in the belfry . 2 Fish . Why , man ? 3 Fish . Because he should have swallowed me too : and when I had been in his belly , I would have kept such a jangling of the bells ...
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... master , I'll go draw up the [ Exeunt two of the Fishermen . Per . How well this honest mirth becomes their la- net . bour ! 1 Fish . Hark you , sir ! do you know where you are ? Per . Not well . 1 Fish . Why , I'll tell you : this ...
... master , I'll go draw up the [ Exeunt two of the Fishermen . Per . How well this honest mirth becomes their la- net . bour ! 1 Fish . Hark you , sir ! do you know where you are ? Per . Not well . 1 Fish . Why , I'll tell you : this ...
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... master , help ! Here's a fish hangs in the net , like a poor man's right in the law ; ' twill hard- ly come out . Ha ! bots on't , ' tis come at last , and ' tis turned to a rusty armour . Per . An armour , friends ! I pray you , let me ...
... master , help ! Here's a fish hangs in the net , like a poor man's right in the law ; ' twill hard- ly come out . Ha ! bots on't , ' tis come at last , and ' tis turned to a rusty armour . Per . An armour , friends ! I pray you , let me ...
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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.
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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.