The Vale Shakespeare, Volym 39Hacon & Ricketts, 1900 |
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Sida vi
... pray , let's see ' t : for the Lord Timon , sir ? JEWELLER . If he will touch the estimate : but , for that- POET . ( Reciting to himself . ) ' When we for recompense have prais'd the vile , It stains the glory in that happy verse Which ...
... pray , let's see ' t : for the Lord Timon , sir ? JEWELLER . If he will touch the estimate : but , for that- POET . ( Reciting to himself . ) ' When we for recompense have prais'd the vile , It stains the glory in that happy verse Which ...
Sida xv
... Pray , entertain them ; give them guide to us . ( Exeunt some Attendants . ) You must needs dine with me : -go not you hence Till I have thank'd you : -when dinner ' s done , Show me this piece . - I am joyful of your sights . ( Enter ...
... Pray , entertain them ; give them guide to us . ( Exeunt some Attendants . ) You must needs dine with me : -go not you hence Till I have thank'd you : -when dinner ' s done , Show me this piece . - I am joyful of your sights . ( Enter ...
Sida xvii
... Pray , sit ; more welcome are ye to my fortunes Than my fortunes to me . FIRST LORD . My lord , we always have confess'd it . APEMANTUS . ( They sit . ) Ho , ho , ' confess'd it ' ! hang'd it ? Have you not ? TIMON . O Apemantus , you ...
... Pray , sit ; more welcome are ye to my fortunes Than my fortunes to me . FIRST LORD . My lord , we always have confess'd it . APEMANTUS . ( They sit . ) Ho , ho , ' confess'd it ' ! hang'd it ? Have you not ? TIMON . O Apemantus , you ...
Sida xviii
... pray for no man but myself : Grant I may never prove so fond , To trust man on his oath or bond , Or a harlot for her weeping , Or a dog that seems a - sleeping , Or a keeper with my freedom , Or my friends , if I should need ' em ...
... pray for no man but myself : Grant I may never prove so fond , To trust man on his oath or bond , Or a harlot for her weeping , Or a dog that seems a - sleeping , Or a keeper with my freedom , Or my friends , if I should need ' em ...
Sida xx
... pray , let them be admitted . CUPID . ( Enter Cupid . ) Hail to thee , worthy Timon ! -and to all That of his bounties taste ! -The five best senses Acknowledge thee their patron , and come freely To gratulate thy plenteous bosom : th ...
... pray , let them be admitted . CUPID . ( Enter Cupid . ) Hail to thee , worthy Timon ! -and to all That of his bounties taste ! -The five best senses Acknowledge thee their patron , and come freely To gratulate thy plenteous bosom : th ...
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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...