The Works of William Shakespeare, Band 9Bigelow, Smith & Company, 1909 |
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... turn the scale against his better judgment as a dramatic poet and artist . Such , or some- thing such , appears to us the most probable account why he should have pitched upon a theme so manifestly un- suited to his purpose , and so ...
... turn the scale against his better judgment as a dramatic poet and artist . Such , or some- thing such , appears to us the most probable account why he should have pitched upon a theme so manifestly un- suited to his purpose , and so ...
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... turn away as from a loath- some spectacle . Reduced , at length , to the utmost mis- ery , and clothed with skins , I dig this little spot of earth . Here I philosophize , in the desert , with my spade , all my happiness being that I no ...
... turn away as from a loath- some spectacle . Reduced , at length , to the utmost mis- ery , and clothed with skins , I dig this little spot of earth . Here I philosophize , in the desert , with my spade , all my happiness being that I no ...
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... turn to Athens , which place they are soon forced to sur- render to Alcibiades . As the city falls word is brought the conqueror of Timon's death . THE LIFE OF TIMON OF ATHENS ACT FIRST SCENE I Synopsis TIMON OF ATHENS.
... turn to Athens , which place they are soon forced to sur- render to Alcibiades . As the city falls word is brought the conqueror of Timon's death . THE LIFE OF TIMON OF ATHENS ACT FIRST SCENE I Synopsis TIMON OF ATHENS.
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... turn Out of mine own ; his days and times are past , And my reliances on his fracted dates Have smit my credit : I love and honor him , But must not break my back to heal his finger : Immediate are my needs ; and my relief Must not be ...
... turn Out of mine own ; his days and times are past , And my reliances on his fracted dates Have smit my credit : I love and honor him , But must not break my back to heal his finger : Immediate are my needs ; and my relief Must not be ...
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... turning stopple running to waste . ' " The reference , we have no doubt , is to the " spilth of wine " mentioned just before , which was kept running to waste by the owner's prodigality . The thoughts started in such a place would ...
... turning stopple running to waste . ' " The reference , we have no doubt , is to the " spilth of wine " mentioned just before , which was kept running to waste by the owner's prodigality . The thoughts started in such a place would ...
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Alcib Alcibiades Antigonus Antium Apem Apemantus Ariel Athens Aufidius Autolycus bear beseech Bohemia Caliban Camillo character Cominius conj Coriolanus daughter death dost enemies Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Flav Folio follow fool friends give gods grace hand hath hear heart Hermione honor ISRAEL GOLLANCZ Julius Cæsar king lady Lart Leon Leontes live look lord Marcius master Menenius mind Miranda mother nature never noble Pandosto patricians Paulina Perdita play Plutarch Plutus Poet Polixenes pray prince prithee Pros Prospero queen Roman Rome scene Senators Serv servant Shakespeare Shep Sicilia Sicinius speak spirit stand tell Tempest thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Timon Timon of Athens tion tribunes Trin unto Volsces Volscian Volumnia wife Winter's Tale word
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Seite 53 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm o...
Seite 27 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Seite 9 - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Who once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover : thither come, And let my grave-stone be your oracle.
Seite 81 - What is here ? 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. Ha, you gods ! why this ? what this, you gods ? Why, this 30 Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads ; This yellow slave Will knit and break religions, bless the accurs'd, Make the hoar leprosy ador'd, place thieves And...
Seite 89 - That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips, and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of; and, my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er.
Seite 42 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour. Treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Seite 42 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ; No occupation; all men idle, all; And women too, but innocent and pure; 160 No sovereignty; — Seb.
Seite 77 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper: it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Seite vii - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in 't! Pros. 'Tis new to thee.