The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Volym 10G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... children ! slaves , and fools , Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench , And minister in their steads ! to general filths Convert o'the instant , green virginity ! Do't in your parents ' eyes ! bankrupts , hold fast ; Rather ...
... children ! slaves , and fools , Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench , And minister in their steads ! to general filths Convert o'the instant , green virginity ! Do't in your parents ' eyes ! bankrupts , hold fast ; Rather ...
Sida 77
... child , arrogant man , is puff'd , Engenders the black toad , and adder blue , The gilded newt , and " eyeless venom'd worm , With all the abhorred births below crisp heaven Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine ; Yield him ...
... child , arrogant man , is puff'd , Engenders the black toad , and adder blue , The gilded newt , and " eyeless venom'd worm , With all the abhorred births below crisp heaven Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine ; Yield him ...
Sida 119
... child to go about , as nothing was more common than for wo- men to entice such as had fine hair into private places , and there to cut it off . I have this information from Stubbs's Anatomy of Abuses , which I have often quoted on the ...
... child to go about , as nothing was more common than for wo- men to entice such as had fine hair into private places , and there to cut it off . I have this information from Stubbs's Anatomy of Abuses , which I have often quoted on the ...
Sida 128
... child , the Moor utters the following lines : She has out - done me ev'n in mine own art , Out - done me in murder - kill'd her own child ! Give it me -- I'll eat it . STEEVENS . SATURNINUS , Son to the late Emperor of Rome , 128.
... child , the Moor utters the following lines : She has out - done me ev'n in mine own art , Out - done me in murder - kill'd her own child ! Give it me -- I'll eat it . STEEVENS . SATURNINUS , Son to the late Emperor of Rome , 128.
Sida 130
... Nurse , and a black Child . Kinsmen of Titus , Senators , Tribunes , Officers , Soldiers , and Attendants . SCENE , Rome ; and the Country near it . TITUS ANDRONICUS . ACT I. SCENE I. Rome . Before Persons Represented .
... Nurse , and a black Child . Kinsmen of Titus , Senators , Tribunes , Officers , Soldiers , and Attendants . SCENE , Rome ; and the Country near it . TITUS ANDRONICUS . ACT I. SCENE I. Rome . Before Persons Represented .
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Aaron Alcib Alcibiades Antiochus Apem Apemantus Athens Bassianus Bawd blood Boult brother CHIRON Cleon daughter dead death deed DEMETRIUS Dionyza dost thou doth emperor empress Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes father fear feast Fish Flav fool fortune friends give gods gold Goths Gower grief hand hath hear heart heaven Helicanus hither honest honour JOHNSON king knight lady Lavinia live look lord Timon lordship Lucius Lucullus Lychorida Lysimachus Marcus Marina mistress Mitylene musick ne'er never noble Pain Pentapolis Pericles Phrynia Poet pray prince PRINCE OF TYRE queen revenge Rome Rome's Saturninus SCENE Senators Serv Servant Shakspeare Simonides sons sorrow speak STEEVENS sweet Tamora tears tell Thai Thaisa Tharsus thee There's thine thou art thou hast thyself TIMON OF ATHENS TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue tribune Tyre unto villain weep would'st
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Sida 71 - 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 accursed, Make the hoar leprosy adored, place thieves And give them title, knee and approbation With senators on the bench...
Sida 87 - 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 101 - 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.