The Vale Shakespeare, Volym 39Hacon & Ricketts, 1900 |
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Sida lvi
... cave , near the sea - shore . Enter Timon , from the cave . TIMON . O blessed breeding sun , draw from the earth Rotten humidity ; below thy sister's orb Infect the air ! Twinn'd brothers of one womb , Whose procreation , residence and ...
... cave , near the sea - shore . Enter Timon , from the cave . TIMON . O blessed breeding sun , draw from the earth Rotten humidity ; below thy sister's orb Infect the air ! Twinn'd brothers of one womb , Whose procreation , residence and ...
Sida lxxi
... cave . ) H'as almost charmed me from my profession by per- suading me to it . FIRST BANDIT . ' Tis in the malice of mankind that he thus advises us ; not to have us thrive in our mystery . SECOND BANDIT . I'll believe him as an enemy ...
... cave . ) H'as almost charmed me from my profession by per- suading me to it . FIRST BANDIT . ' Tis in the malice of mankind that he thus advises us ; not to have us thrive in our mystery . SECOND BANDIT . I'll believe him as an enemy ...
Sida lxxiii
... TIMON . If thou hat'st curses Stay not : fly , whilst thou art blest and free : Ne'er see thou man , and let me ne'er see thee . ( Exeunt severally . ) SCENE I. The woods . Before Timon's cave.Enter Poet and 1xxiii k.
... TIMON . If thou hat'st curses Stay not : fly , whilst thou art blest and free : Ne'er see thou man , and let me ne'er see thee . ( Exeunt severally . ) SCENE I. The woods . Before Timon's cave.Enter Poet and 1xxiii k.
Sida lxxiv
William Shakespeare. SCENE I. The woods . Before Timon's cave.Enter Poet and Painter ; Timon watching them from his cave . PAINTER . As I took note of the place , it cannot be far where he abides . POET . What's to be thought of him ...
William Shakespeare. SCENE I. The woods . Before Timon's cave.Enter Poet and Painter ; Timon watching them from his cave . PAINTER . As I took note of the place , it cannot be far where he abides . POET . What's to be thought of him ...
Sida lxxvii
... there's payment : hence ! ( To Poet . ) You are an alchemist , make gold of that : Out , rascal dogs ! ( Beats them out , & then retires into his cave . Enter Flavius & two Senators . ) FLAVIUS . It is in vain that you would speak 1xxvii.
... there's payment : hence ! ( To Poet . ) You are an alchemist , make gold of that : Out , rascal dogs ! ( Beats them out , & then retires into his cave . Enter Flavius & two Senators . ) FLAVIUS . It is in vain that you would speak 1xxvii.
Vanliga ord och fraser
APEMANTUS art thou BANDITTI beast beggar beseech bounty breath CAPHIS cave Cupid debts dost thou doth e'en Enter Alcibiades Enter Flavius Enter Timon Exeunt Exit eyes fear feast FLAMINIUS flatterer fool fortunes gentleman give gods gold hadst hate hath hear heart honest honour HORTENSIUS ISIDORE'S SERVANT JEWELLER knaves leprosy live look Lord Timon lordship LUCILIUS LUCIUS Lucullus master meat mend MERCHANT MESSENGER Methinks ne'er noble Timon OLD ATHENIAN PAINTER PHILOTUS PHRYNIA & TIMANDRA plague POET poor pray prithee rich SCENE SECOND BANDIT SECOND FRIEND SECOND LORD SECOND SENATOR SEMPRONIUS Servilius shouldst slaves speak steward STRANGER talents tell There's thieves thine THIRD FRIEND thou art Thou hast thou lt thou shalt thou wert thou wilt thou wouldst thyself TIMON OF ATHENS Timon's house TITUS usurers VARRO VARRO'S SERVANT Ventidius villains wealth whore worthy
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Sida lxx - 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 lxxxi - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Whom once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover ; thither come, And let my grave-stone be your oracle.
Sida lvii - 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: this is it That makes the wappen'd widow wed again; She whom the spital-house and ulcerous sores Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and spices To the April day again.
Sida lvii - 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 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...