The Life of Timon of Athens: According to the First Folio (spelling Modernised)Edmonston, 1879 - 72 sidor |
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... 31 31 " " 32 " " 32 " " 33 33 34 34 " " 34 99 35 " " 36 " " 36 36 " " 36 37 99 38 38 29 38 39 99 40 40 " " 40 99 41 34 34 22 36 41 41 41 " " 41 19 པ 42 222 33 122 42 99 42 99 42 The Gods confound ( hear me you good Gods all ( xxi.
... 31 31 " " 32 " " 32 " " 33 33 34 34 " " 34 99 35 " " 36 " " 36 36 " " 36 37 99 38 38 29 38 39 99 40 40 " " 40 99 41 34 34 22 36 41 41 41 " " 41 19 པ 42 222 33 122 42 99 42 99 42 The Gods confound ( hear me you good Gods all ( xxi.
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... ( hear me you good Gods all ) Alack my Fellows Let me be recorded by the righteous Gods Such a House broke ? Good Fellows all Oh the fierce wretchness that Glory brings us Who would be so mock'd with Glory Undone by Goodness For Bounty ...
... ( hear me you good Gods all ) Alack my Fellows Let me be recorded by the righteous Gods Such a House broke ? Good Fellows all Oh the fierce wretchness that Glory brings us Who would be so mock'd with Glory Undone by Goodness For Bounty ...
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... wealth on court'sies So : Thou wilt not hear me now 11 " " 11 19 13 14 " " 14 99 34 16 16 99 16 " " 16 99 34 17 34 17 99 17 17 99 " " 17 33 17 To Counsel deaf , but not to Flattery 19 17 Of raging waste ? It cannot hold , it will ( xxiii )
... wealth on court'sies So : Thou wilt not hear me now 11 " " 11 19 13 14 " " 14 99 34 16 16 99 16 " " 16 99 34 17 34 17 99 17 17 99 " " 17 33 17 To Counsel deaf , but not to Flattery 19 17 Of raging waste ? It cannot hold , it will ( xxiii )
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... ( hear me you good Gods all ) So his Familiars to his buried Fortunes 43 " " 333333 43 " " That see I by our Faces Let's yet be Fellows 43 " " 44 " " But in a Dream of Friendship But only painted like his varnisht Friends Undone by ...
... ( hear me you good Gods all ) So his Familiars to his buried Fortunes 43 " " 333333 43 " " That see I by our Faces Let's yet be Fellows 43 " " 44 " " But in a Dream of Friendship But only painted like his varnisht Friends Undone by ...
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... hear me on : All those which were his Fellows but of late , Some better than his value ; on the moment Follow his strides , his Lobbies fill with tendance , Rain Sacrificial whisperings in his ear , Make Sacred even his stirrop , and ...
... hear me on : All those which were his Fellows but of late , Some better than his value ; on the moment Follow his strides , his Lobbies fill with tendance , Rain Sacrificial whisperings in his ear , Make Sacred even his stirrop , 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.