The Vale Shakespeare, Volym 39Hacon & Ricketts, 1900 |
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Sida xl
... villain . The devil knew not what he didwhen he made man politic ; he crossed himself by ' t : and I cannot think but in the end the villanies of man will set him clear . How fairly this lord strives to appear foul ! takes virtuous ...
... villain . The devil knew not what he didwhen he made man politic ; he crossed himself by ' t : and I cannot think but in the end the villanies of man will set him clear . How fairly this lord strives to appear foul ! takes virtuous ...
Sida li
... villains : if there sit twelve women at the table , let a dozen of them be - as they are . The rest of your fees , O gods , the senators of Athens , together with the common lag of people , what is amiss in them , you gods , make ...
... villains : if there sit twelve women at the table , let a dozen of them be - as they are . The rest of your fees , O gods , the senators of Athens , together with the common lag of people , what is amiss in them , you gods , make ...
Sida lii
... villain ' s not a welcome guest.- Burn , house ! -sink , Athens ! -henceforth hated be Of Timon man and all humanity ! ( Re - enter Timon's Friends . ) FIRST FRIEND . How now , my lords ! SECOND FRIEND . Know you the quality of Lord ...
... villain ' s not a welcome guest.- Burn , house ! -sink , Athens ! -henceforth hated be Of Timon man and all humanity ! ( Re - enter Timon's Friends . ) FIRST FRIEND . How now , my lords ! SECOND FRIEND . Know you the quality of Lord ...
Sida lx
... villains , thou Wast born to conquer my country . Put up thy gold : go on , -here's gold , -go on ; Be as a planetary plague , when Jove Will o'er some high - vic'd city hang his poison In the sick air : let not thy sword skip one ...
... villains , thou Wast born to conquer my country . Put up thy gold : go on , -here's gold , -go on ; Be as a planetary plague , when Jove Will o'er some high - vic'd city hang his poison In the sick air : let not thy sword skip one ...
Sida lxiv
... villain's office or a fool's . Dost please thyself in ' t ? APEMANTUS . TIMON . Ay . What ! a knave too ? APEMANTUS . If thou didst put this sour - cold habit on To castigate thy pride , ' twere well : but thou Dost it enforcedly ; thou ...
... villain's office or a fool's . Dost please thyself in ' t ? APEMANTUS . TIMON . Ay . What ! a knave too ? APEMANTUS . If thou didst put this sour - cold habit on To castigate thy pride , ' twere well : but thou Dost it enforcedly ; thou ...
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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...