The Vale Shakespeare, Volym 39Hacon & Ricketts, 1900 |
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Sida vii
... nature : artificial strife Lives in these touches , livelier than life . PAINTER . Enter certain Senators , & pass over . ) How this lord is follow'd ! POET . The senators of Athens : happy man ! PAINTER . Look , more ! POET . You see ...
... nature : artificial strife Lives in these touches , livelier than life . PAINTER . Enter certain Senators , & pass over . ) How this lord is follow'd ! POET . The senators of Athens : happy man ! PAINTER . Look , more ! POET . You see ...
Sida viii
... natures , That labour on the bosom of this sphere To propagate their states : amongst them all , Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd , One do I personate of Lord Timon's frame , Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her ...
... natures , That labour on the bosom of this sphere To propagate their states : amongst them all , Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd , One do I personate of Lord Timon's frame , Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her ...
Sida xi
... natural man ; For since dishonour traffics with man's nature , He is but outside : these pencill'd figures are Even such as they give out . I like your work , And you shall find I like it : wait attendance Till you hear further from me ...
... natural man ; For since dishonour traffics with man's nature , He is but outside : these pencill'd figures are Even such as they give out . I like your work , And you shall find I like it : wait attendance Till you hear further from me ...
Sida xxxiii
... nature May catch a wrench - would all were well - ' tis pity : - And so , intending other serious matters , After distasteful looks and these hard fractions , With certain half - caps and cold - moving nods They froze me into silence ...
... nature May catch a wrench - would all were well - ' tis pity : - And so , intending other serious matters , After distasteful looks and these hard fractions , With certain half - caps and cold - moving nods They froze me into silence ...
Sida xxxvi
... nature Which my lord paid for , be of any power To expel sickness , but prolong his hour ! ( Exit . ) ( Exit . ) SCENE II . A public place . Enter Lucius , with three Strangers . LUCIUS . Who , the Lord Timon ? he is my very good friend ...
... nature Which my lord paid for , be of any power To expel sickness , but prolong his hour ! ( Exit . ) ( Exit . ) SCENE II . A public place . Enter Lucius , with three Strangers . LUCIUS . Who , the Lord Timon ? he is my very good friend ...
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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...