The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Volume 10 |
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... thee , Pandarus , - When I do tell thee , there my hopes lie drown'd , Reply not in how many fathoms deep They lie indrench'd . I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid's love . Thou answer'st , She is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of my ...
... thee , Pandarus , - When I do tell thee , there my hopes lie drown'd , Reply not in how many fathoms deep They lie indrench'd . I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid's love . Thou answer'st , She is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of my ...
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... thee , thou mongrel beef - witted lord ! Ajax . Speak then , thou unsalted leaven , speak : I will beat thee into handsomeness . Ther . I shall sooner rail thee into wit and holi- ness : but , I think , thy horse will sooner con an ...
... thee , thou mongrel beef - witted lord ! Ajax . Speak then , thou unsalted leaven , speak : I will beat thee into handsomeness . Ther . I shall sooner rail thee into wit and holi- ness : but , I think , thy horse will sooner con an ...
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... thee into shivers with his fist , as a sailor breaks a biscuit . Ajax . You whoreson cur ! Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou stool for a witch ! [ beating him . Ther . Ay , do , do ; thou sodden - witted lord ! thou hast no more brain than I ...
... thee into shivers with his fist , as a sailor breaks a biscuit . Ajax . You whoreson cur ! Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou stool for a witch ! [ beating him . Ther . Ay , do , do ; thou sodden - witted lord ! thou hast no more brain than I ...
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... thee not . Ajax . Well , go to , go to . Ther . I serve here voluntary . Ach . Your last service was sufferance , ' twas not voluntary ; no man is beaten voluntary : Ajax was here the voluntary , and you as under an impress . Ther ...
... thee not . Ajax . Well , go to , go to . Ther . I serve here voluntary . Ach . Your last service was sufferance , ' twas not voluntary ; no man is beaten voluntary : Ajax was here the voluntary , and you as under an impress . Ther ...
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... thee from a tutor , and discipline come not near thee ! Let thy blood be thy direction till thy death ! then if she , that lays thee out , says — thou art a fair corse , I'll be sworn and sworn upon't , she never shrouded any but lazars ...
... thee from a tutor , and discipline come not near thee ! Let thy blood be thy direction till thy death ! then if she , that lays thee out , says — thou art a fair corse , I'll be sworn and sworn upon't , she never shrouded any but lazars ...
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Aaron Achilles Æneas Agamemnon Ajax Alcibiades Antenor Apemantus art thou Athens Bassianus blood brother Calchas Chiron Cres Cressida death deeds DEIPHOBUS Demetrius Diomed DIOMEDES dost thou doth emperor empress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear feast Flav fool friends give gods gold Goths Grecian Greeks hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Helen hither honor kiss lady Lavinia look lord Timon Lucius Lucullus Marcus Menelaus ne'er Nestor noble Paint Pandarus Paris Patroclus Phrynia Poet pr'ythee praise pray Priam prince queen revenge Rome Saturninus SCENE senate SERVANT SHAK shalt sons sorrow speak sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee Ther there's Thersites thine thou art thou hast thyself TIMON OF ATHENS TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue tribune Troi Troilus TROILUS AND CRESSIDA Trojan trumpet Ulys Ulysses valiant villain word
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Page 86 - One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, That all, with one consent, praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and moulded of things past, And give to dust *, that is a little gilt, More laud than gilt o'er-dusted.
Page 51 - Twixt right and wrong ; for pleasure and revenge Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice Of any true decision.
Page 30 - And posts, like the commandment of a King, Sans check, to good and bad: but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea. shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture!
Page 83 - I do not strain at the position, It is familiar; but at the author's drift: Who, in his circumstance," expressly proves — That no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there be much consisting,) Till he communicate his parts to others : Nor doth he of himself know them for aught Till he behold them form'd in the applause Where they are extended ; which, like an arch, reverberates The voice again ; or like a gate of steel Fronting the sun, receives and renders back His figure and his...
Page 73 - Nothing, but our undertakings; when we vow to weep seas, live in fire, eat rocks, tame tigers; thinking it harder for our mistress to devise imposition enough, than for us to undergo any difficulty imposed. This is the monstruosity in love, lady, — that the will is infinite, and the execution confined ; that the desire is boundless, and the act a slave to limit.
Page 262 - 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.
Page 47 - But value dwells not in particular will ; It holds his estimate and dignity As well wherein 'tis precious of itself As in the prizer : 'tis mad idolatry To make the service greater than the god ; And the will dotes, that is attributive To what infectiously itself affects, Without some image of the affected merit.
Page 87 - Plutus' gold ; Finds bottom in th' uncomprehensive deeps ; Keeps place with thought, and almost, like the gods, Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles. There is a mystery (with whom relation Durst never meddle) in the soul of state; Which hath an operation more divine, Than breath, or pen, can give...
Page 84 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Page 71 - Too subtle-potent, tun'd too sharp in sweetness For the capacity of my ruder powers : I fear it much ; and I do fear besides That I shall lose distinction in my joys ; As doth...