The Works of Shakespear: Coriolanus. Julius Cesar. Antony and Cleopatra. CymbelineRobert Martin, 1768 |
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Стр. 61
... hands on him , And bear him to the rock . Cor . No ; I'll die here . [ Coriolanus draws his fword . There's fome among you have beheld me fighting , Come , try upon yourselves , what you have feen me . Men . Down with that fword ...
... hands on him , And bear him to the rock . Cor . No ; I'll die here . [ Coriolanus draws his fword . There's fome among you have beheld me fighting , Come , try upon yourselves , what you have feen me . Men . Down with that fword ...
Стр. 63
... hands ; he hath refifted Law , And therefore Law fhall fcorn him further trial Than the feverity of public Power , Which he fo fets at nought . 1 Cit . He fhall well know , the noble Tribunes are The people's mouths , and we their hands ...
... hands ; he hath refifted Law , And therefore Law fhall fcorn him further trial Than the feverity of public Power , Which he fo fets at nought . 1 Cit . He fhall well know , the noble Tribunes are The people's mouths , and we their hands ...
Стр. 68
... hand , And thus far having stretch'd it ( here be with them ) Thy knee buffing the ftones ; ( for in fuch bufinefs Action is eloquence , and the eyes of th ' ignorant More learned than the ears ; ) waving thy hand , Which foften thus ...
... hand , And thus far having stretch'd it ( here be with them ) Thy knee buffing the ftones ; ( for in fuch bufinefs Action is eloquence , and the eyes of th ' ignorant More learned than the ears ; ) waving thy hand , Which foften thus ...
Стр. 73
... hands clutch'd as many millions , in Thy lying tongue both numbers ; I would say , Thou lieft , unto thee , with a voice as free , As I do pray the Gods . Sic . Mark you this , people ? All . To th ' Rock with him . Sic . Peace : We ...
... hands clutch'd as many millions , in Thy lying tongue both numbers ; I would say , Thou lieft , unto thee , with a voice as free , As I do pray the Gods . Sic . Mark you this , people ? All . To th ' Rock with him . Sic . Peace : We ...
Стр. 78
... hand . SCENE [ Exeunt . II . Enter Sicinius and Brutus , with the Edile . Sic . BID ID them all home , he's gone ; and we'll no further . Vex'd are the Nobles , who , we fee , have fided In his behalf . Bru . Now we have fhewn our Power ...
... hand . SCENE [ Exeunt . II . Enter Sicinius and Brutus , with the Edile . Sic . BID ID them all home , he's gone ; and we'll no further . Vex'd are the Nobles , who , we fee , have fided In his behalf . Bru . Now we have fhewn our Power ...
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Afide againſt anſwer Aufidius beft Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Caius cauſe Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Cominius Coriolanus Cymbeline death defire doth Enobarbus Eros Exeunt Exit faid falfe fear feem fervice fhall fhew fhould fince firft flain foldier fome fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fword Gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'ns himſelf honour i'th Iach Imogen Lady laft Lart lefs Lepidus lord Lucius Madam mafter Marcius Mark Antony Meffenger Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble o'th Octavia peace Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey pr'ythee pray prefent purpoſe Queen Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thing thofe thoſe Titinius Volfcians Volumnius whofe whoſe worfe yourſelf
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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.