The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. PericlesPhillips, Sampson, 1851 - Всего страниц: 38 |
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... heart - thrilling burst of tenderness , which Portia's heroic behavior awakens-- " You are my true and honorable wife , As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart . " The speeches of Mark Antony over the dead body of ...
... heart - thrilling burst of tenderness , which Portia's heroic behavior awakens-- " You are my true and honorable wife , As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart . " The speeches of Mark Antony over the dead body of ...
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... heart's ease , Whiles they behold a greater than themselves ; And therefore are they very dangerous . I rather tell thee what is to be feared , Than what I fear , for always I am Cæsar . Come on my right hand , for this ear is SC . II ...
... heart's ease , Whiles they behold a greater than themselves ; And therefore are they very dangerous . I rather tell thee what is to be feared , Than what I fear , for always I am Cæsar . Come on my right hand , for this ear is SC . II ...
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... heart . Por . If this were true , then should I know this secret . I grant I am a woman ; but , withal , A woman that lord Brutus took to wife . I grant I am a woman ; but , withal , A woman well reputed - Cato's daughter . Think you I ...
... heart . Por . If this were true , then should I know this secret . I grant I am a woman ; but , withal , A woman that lord Brutus took to wife . I grant I am a woman ; but , withal , A woman well reputed - Cato's daughter . Think you I ...
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... heart new - fired , I follow you , To do I know not what : but it sufficeth , That Brutus leads me on . Bru . Follow me , then . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The same . A Room in Cæsar's Palace . Thunder and lightning . Enter CESAR , in his ...
... heart new - fired , I follow you , To do I know not what : but it sufficeth , That Brutus leads me on . Bru . Follow me , then . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The same . A Room in Cæsar's Palace . Thunder and lightning . Enter CESAR , in his ...
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... heart within the beast . Cæs . The gods do this in shame of cowardice ; Cæsar should be a beast without a heart , If he should stay at home to - day for fear . No , Cæsar shall not . Danger knows full well , That Cæsar is more dangerous ...
... heart within the beast . Cæs . The gods do this in shame of cowardice ; Cæsar should be a beast without a heart , If he should stay at home to - day for fear . No , Cæsar shall not . Danger knows full well , That Cæsar is more dangerous ...
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Andronicus Bassianus Bawd better blood Boult brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleon Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline dead death DIONYZA dost doth emendation emperor empress ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fortune friends give gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honor Iach Imogen Julius Cæsar king lady Lavinia Lepidus live look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Marcus Marina Mark Antony means mistress never night noble Octavia old copy reads Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio play Plutarch Pompey Posthumus pray prince prince of Tyre queen revenge Roman Rome SCENE Shakspeare speak Steevens sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus unto villain weep word
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Стр. 55 - 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.
Стр. 58 - Ant. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on : 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the " Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Стр. 60 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. 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.
Стр. 69 - I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection. I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: Was that done like Cassius?
Стр. 25 - 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 : so Caesar may ; Then, lest he may, prevent.
Стр. 69 - Do not presume too much upon my love; I may do that I shall be sorry for. BRU. You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats ; For I am armed so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.
Стр. 122 - So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings : at the helm A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her ; and Antony, Enthroned in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy, Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, And made a gap in nature.
Стр. 54 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honor, and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe : censure me in your -wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Стр. 209 - To excuse their after wrath: husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Стр. 121 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.