The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare,: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, : with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index, and One Hundred and Seventy Illustrations, from Designs by English Artists, Volume 11Henry G. Bohn, 1844 |
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... LYCHORIDA , nurse to Marina . DIANA . Lords , Ladies , Knights , Gentlemen , Sailors , Pirates , Fishermen , and Messengers , & c . SCENE , dispersedly in various countries . PERICLES , PRINCE OF TYRE . ACT I. Enter GOWER.
... LYCHORIDA , nurse to Marina . DIANA . Lords , Ladies , Knights , Gentlemen , Sailors , Pirates , Fishermen , and Messengers , & c . SCENE , dispersedly in various countries . PERICLES , PRINCE OF TYRE . ACT I. Enter GOWER.
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... Enter ANTIOCHUS , PERICLES , and Attendants . Ant . Young prince of Tyre , you have at large re- ceived The danger of the task you undertake . Per . I have , Antiochus , and with a soul Embolden'd with the glory of her praise , Think ...
... Enter ANTIOCHUS , PERICLES , and Attendants . Ant . Young prince of Tyre , you have at large re- ceived The danger of the task you undertake . Per . I have , Antiochus , and with a soul Embolden'd with the glory of her praise , Think ...
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... enter ANTIOCHUS . Ant . He hath found the meaning , for the which we mean To have his head . He must not live to trumpet forth my infamy ; Nor tell the world , Antiochus doth sin In such a loathed manner : And therefore instantly this ...
... enter ANTIOCHUS . Ant . He hath found the meaning , for the which we mean To have his head . He must not live to trumpet forth my infamy ; Nor tell the world , Antiochus doth sin In such a loathed manner : And therefore instantly this ...
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... Enter MESSEnger . Ant . Enough.- Let your breath cool yourself , telling your haste . Mes . My lord , prince Pericles is fled . Ant . [ Exit Messenger . As thou Wilt live , fly after : and , as an arrow , shot From a well - experienced ...
... Enter MESSEnger . Ant . Enough.- Let your breath cool yourself , telling your haste . Mes . My lord , prince Pericles is fled . Ant . [ Exit Messenger . As thou Wilt live , fly after : and , as an arrow , shot From a well - experienced ...
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... Enter THALIARD . Tha . So , this is Tyre , and this is the court . Here must I kill king Pericles ; and if I do not , I am sure to be hanged at home : ' tis dangerous . Well , I perceive he was a wise fellow , and had good discretion ...
... Enter THALIARD . Tha . So , this is Tyre , and this is the court . Here must I kill king Pericles ; and if I do not , I am sure to be hanged at home : ' tis dangerous . Well , I perceive he was a wise fellow , and had good discretion ...
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Page 348 - Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. 0 masters ! if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, 1 should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honorable men : I will not do them wrong ; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honorable men.
Page 370 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Page 346 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears : I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 351 - What private griefs they have, alas ! I know not, That made them do it ; they are wise and honorable, 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 ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Page 294 - Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed, That he is grown so great ? Age, thou art shamed!
Page 350 - Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what! weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 323 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Page 347 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 293 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Page 103 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir ; Give me a gash, put me to present pain ; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.