The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Том 14C. and A. Conrad, 1809 |
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... Look upon Cæsar . Cas . What say'st thou to me now ? Speak once again . Sooth . Beware the ides of March . Cas . He is a dreamer ; let us leave him ; -pass . [ Sennet.3 Exeunt all but BRU . and CAS . Cas . Will you go see the order of ...
... Look upon Cæsar . Cas . What say'st thou to me now ? Speak once again . Sooth . Beware the ides of March . Cas . He is a dreamer ; let us leave him ; -pass . [ Sennet.3 Exeunt all but BRU . and CAS . Cas . Will you go see the order of ...
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... look , I turn the trouble of my countenance Merely upon myself . Vexed I am , Of late , with passions of some difference , Conceptions only proper to myself , Which give some soil , perhaps , to my behaviours : But let not therefore my ...
... look , I turn the trouble of my countenance Merely upon myself . Vexed I am , Of late , with passions of some difference , Conceptions only proper to myself , Which give some soil , perhaps , to my behaviours : But let not therefore my ...
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... look on both indifferently : 2 9 a common laugher , ) Old copy - laughter . Corrected by Mr. Pope . Malone . 1 To stale with ordinary oaths my love & c . ] To invite every new pro- tester to my affection by the stale or allurement of ...
... look on both indifferently : 2 9 a common laugher , ) Old copy - laughter . Corrected by Mr. Pope . Malone . 1 To stale with ordinary oaths my love & c . ] To invite every new pro- tester to my affection by the stale or allurement of ...
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... look you , Cassius , The angry spot doth glow on Cæsar's brow , And all the rest look like a chidden train : Calphurnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero Looks with such ferrets and such fiery eyes , As we have seen him in the Capitol ...
... look you , Cassius , The angry spot doth glow on Cæsar's brow , And all the rest look like a chidden train : Calphurnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero Looks with such ferrets and such fiery eyes , As we have seen him in the Capitol ...
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... look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous . Ant . Fear him not , Cæsar , he's not dangerous ; He is a noble Roman , and well given . Cas . ' Would he were fatter : 1 - But I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear , I ...
... look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous . Ant . Fear him not , Cæsar , he's not dangerous ; He is a noble Roman , and well given . Cas . ' Would he were fatter : 1 - But I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear , I ...
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Стр. 7 - Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day with patient expectation To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Стр. 14 - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Стр. 15 - 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 sham'd!
Стр. 76 - 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. The noble Brutus Hath told you, Caesar was ambitious : If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, (For Brutus is an honourable man ; So are they all, all honourable men,) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Стр. 330 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
Стр. 79 - 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.
Стр. 161 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune — often the surfeit of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...
Стр. 93 - All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Стр. 76 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him?
Стр. 93 - Bru. You say, you are a better soldier : Let it appear so ; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well : For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way, you wrong me, Brutus ; I said, an elder soldier, not a better : Did I say, better ? Bru.