The Life of Timon of Athens: According to the First Folio (spelling Modernised)Edmonston, 1879 - 72 sidor |
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... Flatterers were thine Enemies . Oh no doubt my good Friends , but the Gods to forget their Faults . I drink to you • We make ourselves Fools , to disport ourselves Of their Friends gift Our Horses May it please your Honor , Lord Lucius ...
... Flatterers were thine Enemies . Oh no doubt my good Friends , but the Gods to forget their Faults . I drink to you • We make ourselves Fools , to disport ourselves Of their Friends gift Our Horses May it please your Honor , Lord Lucius ...
Sida xxii
... Flatterer every grize of Fortune With thy most operant Poison Ha you Gods ! why this ? what this , you Gods !. A Beast as thou art For shewing me again the eyes of Man Here , is some Gold for thee The Gods confound them all in thy ...
... Flatterer every grize of Fortune With thy most operant Poison Ha you Gods ! why this ? what this , you Gods !. A Beast as thou art For shewing me again the eyes of Man Here , is some Gold for thee The Gods confound them all in thy ...
Sida xxvi
... Flatterer now 33 48 48 48 48 99 49 " " 49 49 50 50 1 19 34 50 99 34 50 50 영영 51 To Knaves , and all approachers A Fool of thee : depart Worse than the worst , Content · Hath made thee hard in't . Why should'st thou hate Men Thou hadst ...
... Flatterer now 33 48 48 48 48 99 49 " " 49 49 50 50 1 19 34 50 99 34 50 50 영영 51 To Knaves , and all approachers A Fool of thee : depart Worse than the worst , Content · Hath made thee hard in't . Why should'st thou hate Men Thou hadst ...
Sida xxix
... Flatterer's sport But Timon's Silver treads upon his Lip For his right Noble mind They have all been touch'd , and found Base - Metal Labouring for Nine Your Lord sends now for Money We wait for certain Money here , sir The place which ...
... Flatterer's sport But Timon's Silver treads upon his Lip For his right Noble mind They have all been touch'd , and found Base - Metal Labouring for Nine Your Lord sends now for Money We wait for certain Money here , sir The place which ...
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... Flatterer To Apemantus , that few things loves better Than to abhor himself ; even he drops down The knee before him , and returns in peace Most rich in Timons nod . Pain . I saw them speak together . Poet . Sir , I have upon a high and ...
... Flatterer To Apemantus , that few things loves better Than to abhor himself ; even he drops down The knee before him , and returns in peace Most rich in Timons nod . Pain . I saw them speak together . Poet . Sir , I have upon a high and ...
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Alcibiades Apemantus Aper Athenian Beast Beggar Bounty Caphis Capitals confound thee curse Cymbeline dost thou doth e'en Emphasis-Capitals Enter Timon Exeunt Exit eyes Feast Fellows Flam Flaminius Flatterer Fool Fortune Fourth Folio Friends Gentleman give Gods Gold grave Hamnet Edition hate hath hear heart Heavens honest Honour Horse Jewel Julius Cæsar King Henry King Henry VI Knaves labour live Lord Timon Lordship Luci Lucullus Mankind Master meat mend Methinks Money ne'er Noble Timon Oldm Pain Paton Plague Plutus Poet poor pray Printers prithee Senators Servant Servilius Shakspere Shakspere's shew should'st Slave speak Stew tell th'art There's Thief Thieves thine Third Folio thou art thou hast thou wert thou wilt thyself Timon of Athens Titus Andronicus Tragedy Tragedy of Macbeth Troilus and Cressida Usurers valiant Varro Villains Whore would'st
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Sida 45 - 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 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 give them title, knee, and approbation, With senators on the bench...
Sida 58 - The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun: The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement: each thing's a thief; The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Have uncheck'd theft.
Sida 68 - 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.
Sida 2 - The fire i' the flint Shows not, till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current, flies Each bound it chafes.* What have you there ? PAIN.