A selection from Shakespeare's 'Julius Cæsar'.National Society's Depository, 1880 - Всего страниц: 46 |
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... countrymen , What need we any spur but our own cause , To prick us to redress ? What other bond Than secret Romans , that have spoke the word , And will not palter ? and what other oath Than honesty to honesty engaged , That this shall ...
... countrymen , What need we any spur but our own cause , To prick us to redress ? What other bond Than secret Romans , that have spoke the word , And will not palter ? and what other oath Than honesty to honesty engaged , That this shall ...
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... countrymen , and lovers ! hear me for my cause , and be silent that you may hear : 495 believe me for mine honour , and have respect to mine honour , that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom , and awake your senses , that you ...
... countrymen , and lovers ! hear me for my cause , and be silent that you may hear : 495 believe me for mine honour , and have respect to mine honour , that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom , and awake your senses , that you ...
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... countrymen , let me depart alone , And , for my sake , stay here with Antony . Do grace to Cæsar's corpse , and grace his speech Tending to Cæsar's glories ; which Mark Antony , By our permission , is allow'd to make . [ Exit . 535 I do ...
... countrymen , let me depart alone , And , for my sake , stay here with Antony . Do grace to Cæsar's corpse , and grace his speech Tending to Cæsar's glories ; which Mark Antony , By our permission , is allow'd to make . [ Exit . 535 I do ...
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William Shakespeare. Antony . Friends , Romans , countrymen , lend me your ears ; I come to bury Cæsar , 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 Cæsar ...
William Shakespeare. Antony . Friends , Romans , countrymen , lend me your ears ; I come to bury Cæsar , 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 Cæsar ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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ambitious amiss angry bear behold blood body Brutus says Cæsar loved Cæsar's wife Calphurnia Capitol Casca Cassius cause charactery chidden Cinna common conspirators countrymen crown danger dear death Decius decree doth Drachma dreams Enter CESAR envious Exeunt eyes fear fire fortunate Fourth Citizen genitive gentle give hath Cæsar hear heart's ease honourable humour jealous JULIUS CESAR King John line means live look Macbeth Mark Antony married Merchant of Venice Metellus Cimber Midsummer Night's Dream mighty heart mind murder of Cæsar mutiny Nervii night noble Antony noble Cæsar noun offer'd Othello palter pardon passion play Pluck Portia present reason rendered Repealing Roman citizen Roman mob Rome Second Citizen secret Senate Shakespeare shout sick signifies speak speech spirit stir Stratford tell thee things Third Citizen thou art thought thrice to-day traitors Trebonius true turb tyranny Unicorns unto word worthy wrong
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Стр. 36 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death , shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my bes't lover" for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Стр. 13 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake ; '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. 12 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life, but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Стр. 18 - But I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
Стр. 39 - 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. 40 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, 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 ! 4 Cit.
Стр. 43 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know...
Стр. 39 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. 0 masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, 1 should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honourable men : I will not do them wrong ; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.
Стр. 41 - 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. 41 - Caesar loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors