The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Malone's Edition. With Select Explanatory Notes, Band 6C. Bathurst ... and the rest of the proprietors, 1786 |
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... there was a crown offer'd him and being offer'd him , he put it by with the back of his hand , thus and then the ... ther , ' twas one of these coronets ; and , as I told you , he put it by once : but , for all that , to my thinking ...
... there was a crown offer'd him and being offer'd him , he put it by with the back of his hand , thus and then the ... ther , ' twas one of these coronets ; and , as I told you , he put it by once : but , for all that , to my thinking ...
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... ther he takes delight in vexing , and when he answers , yes , Timon re- plies , What ! and knave too ? 1 before only ... There is in this fpeech a fullen haughtiness , and malignant dignity , fuitable at once to the lord and the man ...
... ther he takes delight in vexing , and when he answers , yes , Timon re- plies , What ! and knave too ? 1 before only ... There is in this fpeech a fullen haughtiness , and malignant dignity , fuitable at once to the lord and the man ...
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... Ther . Agamemnon - how if he had boils ? full , all over , generally ? Ajax . Therfites , - Ther . And thofe boils did run ? -Say fo , -did not the general run then ? were not that a botchy core ? Ajax . Dog , Ther . Then would come ...
... Ther . Agamemnon - how if he had boils ? full , all over , generally ? Ajax . Therfites , - Ther . And thofe boils did run ? -Say fo , -did not the general run then ? were not that a botchy core ? Ajax . Dog , Ther . Then would come ...
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... Ther . Doft thou think , I have no sense , thou strik'st me thus ? Ajax . The proclamation , - Ther . Thou art proclaim'd a fool , I think . Ajax . Do not , porcupine , do not ; my fingers itch . Ther . I would , thou didft itch from ...
... Ther . Doft thou think , I have no sense , thou strik'st me thus ? Ajax . The proclamation , - Ther . Thou art proclaim'd a fool , I think . Ajax . Do not , porcupine , do not ; my fingers itch . Ther . I would , thou didft itch from ...
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... Ther . You fcurvy lord ! Ajax . You cur ! [ beating him . Ther . Mars his ideot ! do , rudenefs ; do , camel ; do , Enter ACHILLES , and PATROCLUS . Achil . Why , how now , Ajax ? wherefore do you thus ? How now , Therfites ? what's the ...
... Ther . You fcurvy lord ! Ajax . You cur ! [ beating him . Ther . Mars his ideot ! do , rudenefs ; do , camel ; do , Enter ACHILLES , and PATROCLUS . Achil . Why , how now , Ajax ? wherefore do you thus ? How now , Therfites ? what's the ...
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Seite 64 - Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Seite 9 - I did hear him groan ; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Seite 51 - What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it ; — they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend...
Seite 45 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Seite 51 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood. I only speak right on...
Seite 60 - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Seite 78 - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Seite 174 - We'll bury him; and then, what's brave, what's noble, Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, And make Death proud to take us.
Seite 49 - tis his will: Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Seite 81 - O'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.