The Works of Shakespeare, Том 7J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... hand Over your friend that loves you . Bru . Caffius , Be not deceiv'd : if I have veil'd my look , I turn the trouble of my countenance Meerly upon myself . Vexed I am , Of Of late , with paffions of fome difference , Conceptions 8 ...
... hand Over your friend that loves you . Bru . Caffius , Be not deceiv'd : if I have veil'd my look , I turn the trouble of my countenance Meerly upon myself . Vexed I am , Of Of late , with paffions of fome difference , Conceptions 8 ...
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... for always I am Cæfar . Come on my right hand , for this ear is deaf , And tell me truly , what thou think'ft of him . [ Exeunt Cæfar and his Train . Manent Manent Brutus and Caffius : Cafca , to them . JULIUS CÆSAR : 13.
... for always I am Cæfar . Come on my right hand , for this ear is deaf , And tell me truly , what thou think'ft of him . [ Exeunt Cæfar and his Train . Manent Manent Brutus and Caffius : Cafca , to them . JULIUS CÆSAR : 13.
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... hand thus , and then the people fell a fhouting . Bru . What was the fecond noise for ? Cafca . Why , for that too ... hands , and threw up their fweaty night - caps , and utter'd fuch a deal of ftinking breath , becaufe Cafar refus'd ...
... hand thus , and then the people fell a fhouting . Bru . What was the fecond noise for ? Cafca . Why , for that too ... hands , and threw up their fweaty night - caps , and utter'd fuch a deal of ftinking breath , becaufe Cafar refus'd ...
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... hand , which did flame and burn , Like twenty torches join'd ; and yet his hand , Not fenfible of fire , remain'd unfcorch'd . Befides , ( I ha ' not fince put up my fword ) Against the Capitol I met a lion , Who glar'd upon me , and ...
... hand , which did flame and burn , Like twenty torches join'd ; and yet his hand , Not fenfible of fire , remain'd unfcorch'd . Befides , ( I ha ' not fince put up my fword ) Against the Capitol I met a lion , Who glar'd upon me , and ...
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... hand bears The power to cancel his captivity . Caf . And why fhould Cæfar be a tyrant then ? Poor man ! I know , he would not be a wolf , But that he fees , the Romans are but sheep ; He were no lion , were not Romans hinds . Those that ...
... hand bears The power to cancel his captivity . Caf . And why fhould Cæfar be a tyrant then ? Poor man ! I know , he would not be a wolf , But that he fees , the Romans are but sheep ; He were no lion , were not Romans hinds . Those that ...
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