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Page 130
Thou art going to Lord Timon's feaft . Apem . Ay , to see meat fill knaves , and
wine heat fools . Lucul . Fare thee well , fare thee well . Apem . Thou art a fool io
bid me farewel twice . Læcul . Why , Apemantus ? Apem . Thou should't have
kept ...
Thou art going to Lord Timon's feaft . Apem . Ay , to see meat fill knaves , and
wine heat fools . Lucul . Fare thee well , fare thee well . Apem . Thou art a fool io
bid me farewel twice . Læcul . Why , Apemantus ? Apem . Thou should't have
kept ...
Page 155
SCENE changes to Timon's Hall . Enter . Varro , Titus , Hortensius , Lucius , and
other Servants of Timon's Creditors , who wait for his coming out . Var . 7 Ell met ,
good - morrow , Titus and Hortenfiusa Tit . The , kind Varro . Hor . Lucius , why ...
SCENE changes to Timon's Hall . Enter . Varro , Titus , Hortensius , Lucius , and
other Servants of Timon's Creditors , who wait for his coming out . Var . 7 Ell met ,
good - morrow , Titus and Hortenfiusa Tit . The , kind Varro . Hor . Lucius , why ...
Page 192
It is in vain that you would speak with Timon : For he is set so only to himself ,
That nothing but himself , which looks like man , Is friendly with him . i Sen. Bring
us to his cave . It is our part and promise to th ' Athenians To speak with Timon .
It is in vain that you would speak with Timon : For he is set so only to himself ,
That nothing but himself , which looks like man , Is friendly with him . i Sen. Bring
us to his cave . It is our part and promise to th ' Athenians To speak with Timon .
Page 196
This man was riding From Alcibiades to Timon's cave , With letters of intreaty ,
which imported His fellowship i ' th ' cause against your city , In part for his fake
mov'd . Enter the other Senators . i Sen. Here come our brothers . 3 Sen. No talk
of ...
This man was riding From Alcibiades to Timon's cave , With letters of intreaty ,
which imported His fellowship i ' th ' cause against your city , In part for his fake
mov'd . Enter the other Senators . i Sen. Here come our brothers . 3 Sen. No talk
of ...
Page 200
Here lye I Timon , who all living men did hate , Pass by , and curse thy fill , but
stay not here thy gaite . These well express in thee thy latter fpirits : Tho ' thou
abhorr'it in us our human griefs , Scorn'dit our brains flow , and those our droplets
...
Here lye I Timon , who all living men did hate , Pass by , and curse thy fill , but
stay not here thy gaite . These well express in thee thy latter fpirits : Tho ' thou
abhorr'it in us our human griefs , Scorn'dit our brains flow , and those our droplets
...
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Page 94 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Page 305 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Page 302 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
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Page 304 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
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| Title | The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volume 6 The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Publisher | C. Bathurst, 1773 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 4 Jan 2007 |
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