The Life of Timon of Athens: According to the First Folio (spelling Modernised)Edmonston, 1879 - 72 sidor |
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... Nature , on each bush , Lays her full Mess before you . Want ? why Want ? We do not think we could produce a better example of the Emphasis- Capital than that which Shakspere has here given to the concluding verb . Of the Original ...
... Nature , on each bush , Lays her full Mess before you . Want ? why Want ? We do not think we could produce a better example of the Emphasis- Capital than that which Shakspere has here given to the concluding verb . Of the Original ...
Sida xxvii
... Natures fragile Vessel doth sustain What is amiss , Plague and Infection mend Sun , hide thy Beams , Timon hath done his Reign I met a Courier , one mine ancient Friend Ours is the fall I fear , our Foes the Snare Enter a Soldier in the ...
... Natures fragile Vessel doth sustain What is amiss , Plague and Infection mend Sun , hide thy Beams , Timon hath done his Reign I met a Courier , one mine ancient Friend Ours is the fall I fear , our Foes the Snare Enter a Soldier in the ...
Sida xxix
... Nature Of Grave and austere quality For since Dishonor Traffics with man's Nature He pours it out : Plutus the God of Gold And then Enter Lord Timon Then , as in grateful Virtue I am bound They only now come but to Feast thine eyes ...
... Nature Of Grave and austere quality For since Dishonor Traffics with man's Nature He pours it out : Plutus the God of Gold And then Enter Lord Timon Then , as in grateful Virtue I am bound They only now come but to Feast thine eyes ...
Sida xxx
... Natural Man Give me your Hand The best , for the Innocence You must needs dine with me : Go not you hence • Aches contract , and starve your supple Joints Ay , to see Meat fill Knaves , and Wine heat Fools I will fly like a Dog , the ...
... Natural Man Give me your Hand The best , for the Innocence You must needs dine with me : Go not you hence • Aches contract , and starve your supple Joints Ay , to see Meat fill Knaves , and Wine heat Fools I will fly like a Dog , the ...
Sida xxxv
... natural Sun and Fire Hymens purest Bed That lies on Dians Lap . Think thy slave - man Rebels May have the World in Empire . 39 99 " " 36 23 52 52 2 223 52 2 23 52 53 53 99 53 99 54 54 33 23 .54 19 55555 1 " " 55 55 99 56 • 56 99 39 56 ...
... natural Sun and Fire Hymens purest Bed That lies on Dians Lap . Think thy slave - man Rebels May have the World in Empire . 39 99 " " 36 23 52 52 2 223 52 2 23 52 53 53 99 53 99 54 54 33 23 .54 19 55555 1 " " 55 55 99 56 • 56 99 39 56 ...
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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.