The Works of Shakespear: Coriolanus. Julius Cesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline |
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Стр. 85
The painful service , The extreme dangers , and the drops of blood Shed for my
thankless Country , are requited But with that Sirname : A good memory , And
witness of the malice and displeasure Which thou shouldst bear me , only that
name ...
The painful service , The extreme dangers , and the drops of blood Shed for my
thankless Country , are requited But with that Sirname : A good memory , And
witness of the malice and displeasure Which thou shouldst bear me , only that
name ...
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And do you now cull out an holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way ,
That conies in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Begone Run to your houses , fail
upon your knees , Pray to ihe Gods , to intermit the plague , That needs must light
...
And do you now cull out an holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way ,
That conies in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Begone Run to your houses , fail
upon your knees , Pray to ihe Gods , to intermit the plague , That needs must light
...
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Calphurnia here , my wife , stays me at home : She dreamt last night , she saw my
Statue , Which , like a fountain , with a hundred spouts , Did run pure blood : and
many lusty Ronians Came smiling , and did bathe their hands in it . These she ...
Calphurnia here , my wife , stays me at home : She dreamt last night , she saw my
Statue , Which , like a fountain , with a hundred spouts , Did run pure blood : and
many lusty Ronians Came smiling , and did bathe their hands in it . These she ...
Стр. 156
Met . Most high , most mighty , and most puiffant Cæfar , Metellus Cimber throws
before thy seat [ Kneeling An bumble heart . Caf . I must prevent thee , Cimber ;
These couchings and these lowly curtefies Might ftir the blood of ordinary men ...
Met . Most high , most mighty , and most puiffant Cæfar , Metellus Cimber throws
before thy seat [ Kneeling An bumble heart . Caf . I must prevent thee , Cimber ;
These couchings and these lowly curtefies Might ftir the blood of ordinary men ...
Стр. 160
I know not , Gentlemen , what you intend , Who else must be let blood , who else
is rank ; If I myself , there is no hour so fit As Cæsar's death's hour ; nor no
instrument Of half that worth as those your swords , made rich With the most
noble ...
I know not , Gentlemen , what you intend , Who else must be let blood , who else
is rank ; If I myself , there is no hour so fit As Cæsar's death's hour ; nor no
instrument Of half that worth as those your swords , made rich With the most
noble ...
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Стр. 127 - 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.
Стр. 149 - 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.
Стр. 169 - It will inflame you, it will make you mad: 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
Стр. 171 - Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They, that have done this deed, are honourable; What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
Стр. 138 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Стр. 171 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Стр. 169 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Стр. 301 - His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm Crested the world; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder: For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping.
Стр. 305 - He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself; but hark thee, Charmian. [Whispers CHARMIAN. Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
Стр. 165 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.