The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Julius Cæser. Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. PericlesHilliard, Gray,, 1839 |
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... head of a party in a state entirely corrupted ; these amiable failings give , in fact , an unfortunate turn to the cause of the conspirators . The play abounds in well - wrought and affect- ing scenes : it is scarcely necessary to ...
... head of a party in a state entirely corrupted ; these amiable failings give , in fact , an unfortunate turn to the cause of the conspirators . The play abounds in well - wrought and affect- ing scenes : it is scarcely necessary to ...
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... heads ; but , for mine own part , it was Greek to me . I could tell you more news too : Marullus and Flavius , for pulling scarfs off 1 i . e . no honest man . 2 " Had I been a mechanic , one of the plebeians to whom he offered his ...
... heads ; but , for mine own part , it was Greek to me . I could tell you more news too : Marullus and Flavius , for pulling scarfs off 1 i . e . no honest man . 2 " Had I been a mechanic , one of the plebeians to whom he offered his ...
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... head off , and then hack the limbs ; Like wrath in death , and envy afterwards ; For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar . Let us be sacrificers , but not butchers , Caius . We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar ; And in the spirit of ...
... head off , and then hack the limbs ; Like wrath in death , and envy afterwards ; For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar . Let us be sacrificers , but not butchers , Caius . We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar ; And in the spirit of ...
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... heads , Let's all cry , Peace ! Freedom ! and Liberty ! Cas . Stoop , then , and wash . How many ages hence , Shall this our lofty scene be acted over , In states unborn , and accents yet unknown ! Bru . How many times shall Cæsar bleed ...
... heads , Let's all cry , Peace ! Freedom ! and Liberty ! Cas . Stoop , then , and wash . How many ages hence , Shall this our lofty scene be acted over , In states unborn , and accents yet unknown ! Bru . How many times shall Cæsar bleed ...
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... head . Therefore let our alliance be combined , Our best friends made , and our best means stretched out , 2 1 i . e . as a thing quite at our disposal , and to be treated as we please . 2 The old copy gives this line imperfectly ...
... head . Therefore let our alliance be combined , Our best friends made , and our best means stretched out , 2 1 i . e . as a thing quite at our disposal , and to be treated as we please . 2 The old copy gives this line imperfectly ...
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Стр. 60 - 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; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths...
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. 56 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man. 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 ' O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
Стр. 37 - 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. 296 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
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.
Стр. 93 - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges* all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
Стр. 14 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Стр. 209 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men 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. 12 - Well, honor is the subject of my story. — 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.