Alcibiades
Quotes spoken by the character Alcibiades
Honor, health, and compassion to the Senate!
Read the QuoteAlcibiades
Honor, health, and compassion to the Senate!
First Senator
Now, captain?
He’s truly valiant that can wisely suffer
The worst that man can breathe
Alcibiades
I am an humble suitor to your virtues,
For pity is the virtue of the law,
And none but tyrants use it cruelly.
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We are for law. He dies.
Read the QuoteFirst Senator
We are for law. He dies. Urge it no more,
On height of our displeasure. Friend or brother,
He forfeits his own blood that spills another.
Alcibiades
Must it be so? It must not be.
My lords, I do beseech you, know me.
Is this the balsam that the usuring Senate
Pours into captains’ wounds?
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What art thou there? Speak.
Read the QuoteAlcibiades
What art thou there? Speak.
Timon
A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw thy heart
For showing me again the eyes of man!
This fell whore of thine
Hath in her more destruction than thy sword,
For all her cherubin look.
Alcibiades
What is thy name?
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Noble Timon, what friendship may I do thee?
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Noble Timon, what friendship may I do thee?
Timon
None, but to maintain my opinion.
Alcibiades
What is it, Timon?
Promise me friendship, but perform none
Timon
Promise me friendship, but perform none. If
thou wilt not promise, the gods plague thee, for
thou art a man.
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I prithee, beat thy drum and get thee gone
Read the QuoteTimon
I prithee, beat thy drum and get thee gone.
Alcibiades
I am thy friend and pity thee, dear Timon.
Timon
How dost thou pity him whom thou dost trouble?
I had rather be alone.
Be as a planetary plague when Jove
Will o’er some high-viced city hang his poison
In the sick air.
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Give us some gold, good Timon
Read the QuotePhrynia and Timandra
Give us some gold, good Timon. Hast thou more?
Timon
Enough to make a whore forswear her trade,
And to make whores a bawd. Hold up, you sluts,
Your aprons mountant.
Be whores still.
And he whose pious breath seeks to convert you,
Be strong in whore,
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My noble general, Timon is dead
Read the QuoteSoldier
My noble general, Timon is dead,
Entombed upon the very hem o’ th’ sea,
And on his gravestone this insculpture, which
With wax I brought away, whose soft impression
Interprets for my poor ignorance.
Alcibiades reads the epitaph
Here lies a wretched corse, of wretched soul bereft.
Seek not my name.
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