All of Shakespeare’s plays.
Lord Timon's mad.
Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury?
It does: but time will--and so--
This is the old man still.
I pray you, upon what?
All covered dishes!
If you had sent but two hours before,--
My most honourable lord, I am e'en sick of shame,
that, when your lordship this other day sent to me,
I was so unfortunate a beggar.
My noble lord,--
The swallow follows not summer more willing than we
He sent to me, sir,--Here he comes.
A thousand pieces!
Every man here's so. What would he have borrowed of
In like manner was I in debt to my importunate
business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am
sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my
provision was out.
It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting.
I also wish it to you. I think this honourable lord
did but try us this other day.
So infinitely endear'd--
O, I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that.
With more than common thanks I will receive it.
Joy had the like conception in our eyes
And at that instant like a babe sprung up.
Let it flow this way, my good lord.
Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in?
He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold,
Is but his steward: no meed, but he repays
Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him,
But breeds the giver a return exceeding
All use of quittance.
Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee hence!
Fare thee well, fare thee well.
Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast?
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