The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Том 7Dove, 1830 |
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... death of Cæsar was acted at Christ's Church , Oxford , so early as 1582 , as appears from Peck's Collection of divers curious historical Pieces , & c . ( appended to his Memoirs , & c . of Oliver Cromwell ) p . 14 , and William ...
... death of Cæsar was acted at Christ's Church , Oxford , so early as 1582 , as appears from Peck's Collection of divers curious historical Pieces , & c . ( appended to his Memoirs , & c . of Oliver Cromwell ) p . 14 , and William ...
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... death i ' the other , And I will look on both indifferently : For , let the gods so speed me , as I love The name of honour more than I fear death . Cas . I know that virtue to be in you , Brutus , As well as I do know your outward ...
... death i ' the other , And I will look on both indifferently : For , let the gods so speed me , as I love The name of honour more than I fear death . Cas . I know that virtue to be in you , Brutus , As well as I do know your outward ...
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... death , and envy afterwards : For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar . Let us be sacrificers , but no butchers , Caius . We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar ; And in the spirit of men there is no blood : O , that we then could come ...
... death , and envy afterwards : For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar . Let us be sacrificers , but no butchers , Caius . We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar ; And in the spirit of men there is no blood : O , that we then could come ...
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... death of princes . Cas . 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 ...
... death of princes . Cas . 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 ...
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... death : I'll get me to a place more void , and there Speak to great Cæsar as he comes along . Por . I must go in . - Ah me ! how weak a thing The heart of woman is ! O Brutus ! The heavens speed thee in thine enterprize ! Sure , the boy ...
... death : I'll get me to a place more void , and there Speak to great Cæsar as he comes along . Por . I must go in . - Ah me ! how weak a thing The heart of woman is ! O Brutus ! The heavens speed thee in thine enterprize ! Sure , the boy ...
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Aaron Andronicus Bassianus Bawd blood Boult brother Brutus Cæsar call'd Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline daughter dead death DIONYZA dost doth emperor ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fortune friends Fulvia give gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour i'the Iach IACHIMO Imogen Julius Cæsar king lady Lavinia Lepidus look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam MALONE Marcus Marina Mark Antony master Mess mistress musick never night noble o'the Octavia Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio Plutarch Pompey Post Posthumus pray prince prince of Tyre queen Re-enter 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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Страница 47 - 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.
Страница 47 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that on the Lupercal, 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.
Страница 83 - 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.
Страница 8 - I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus, As well as I do know your outward favour. Well, honour 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 m,yself. I was born free as Caesar; so were you: We both have fed as well; and we can both Endure the winter's cold, as well as he. For once, upon a raw and gusty day, The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores, Caesar said to...
Страница 195 - 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.
Страница 46 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death , shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my bes't lover" for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Страница 45 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Страница 111 - The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burned 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.
Страница 60 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Страница 50 - O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what! weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.