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Aaron Alcib Andronicus Apem arms Athens Attendants Bawd bear better blood Boult bring brother brought child comes daughter dead death deed dost doth emperor empress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fish Flav follow fool fortune friends give gods gold Goths grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven honest honour I'll keep kind king knight lady Lavinia leave live look lord Lucius Marcus Marina master means nature never noble Pain Pericles play Poet poor pray present prince queen revenge Rome SCENE Senators Serv Servant sons sorrow speak stand sweet Tamora tears tell thank thee There's thine thing thou art thought Timon Titus tongue true turn Tyre unto villain wish worthy
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.