The Works of Shakespeare, Том 7J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... them . This fhall make Our purpofe neceffary , and not envious : Which , fo appearing to the common eyes , We fhall be call'd Purgers , not murtherers . And B 2 We JULIUS CE sar . 127 I think, he will ftand very ftrong with us...
... them . This fhall make Our purpofe neceffary , and not envious : Which , fo appearing to the common eyes , We fhall be call'd Purgers , not murtherers . And B 2 We JULIUS CE sar . 127 I think, he will ftand very ftrong with us...
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... eye to Cinna ; truft not ( 10 ) Enter Artemidorus , ] In the Dramatis Perfona , thro ' all the Editions , Artemidorus is call'd a Scotksayer . But , ' tis cor- not Trebonius ; mark well Metellus Cimber ; Decius Brutus tain , 36 JULIUS ...
... eye to Cinna ; truft not ( 10 ) Enter Artemidorus , ] In the Dramatis Perfona , thro ' all the Editions , Artemidorus is call'd a Scotksayer . But , ' tis cor- not Trebonius ; mark well Metellus Cimber ; Decius Brutus tain , 36 JULIUS ...
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... eyes , as thou haft wounds , Weeping as fast as they ftream forth thy blood , It would become me better , than to close In terms of friendship with thine enemies . Pardon me , Julius - here waft thou bay'd , brave hart Here didst thou ...
... eyes , as thou haft wounds , Weeping as fast as they ftream forth thy blood , It would become me better , than to close In terms of friendship with thine enemies . Pardon me , Julius - here waft thou bay'd , brave hart Here didst thou ...
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... eyes , Seeing those Beads of forrow ftand in thine , Began to water . Is thy mafter coming ? Ser . He lyes to night within feven leagues of Rome . Ant . Poft back with speed , and tell him what hath chanc'd . Here is a mourning Rome , a ...
... eyes , Seeing those Beads of forrow ftand in thine , Began to water . Is thy mafter coming ? Ser . He lyes to night within feven leagues of Rome . Ant . Poft back with speed , and tell him what hath chanc'd . Here is a mourning Rome , a ...
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... eyes are red as fire with weeping . 3 Pleb . There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony . 4 Pleb . Now , mark him , he begins to speak . Ant . But yesterday the word of Cafar might C 2 Have Have ftood against the world ; now lies he ...
... eyes are red as fire with weeping . 3 Pleb . There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony . 4 Pleb . Now , mark him , he begins to speak . Ant . But yesterday the word of Cafar might C 2 Have Have ftood against the world ; now lies he ...
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Стр. 52 - 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. 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...
Стр. 47 - 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.
Стр. 168 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Стр. 59 - What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Стр. 10 - 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 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Стр. 184 - 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. 49 - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Стр. 82 - 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. 176 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Стр. 9 - 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.