Julius CaesarH. Holt, 1904 - 91 страница |
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... never would have risen to the supreme heights of a Hamlet , an Othello , a Macbeth and a Lear . Shakespeare's genius , therefore , developed with steady and equable persistence along the parallel lines of supreme imaginative me vex ourt ...
... never would have risen to the supreme heights of a Hamlet , an Othello , a Macbeth and a Lear . Shakespeare's genius , therefore , developed with steady and equable persistence along the parallel lines of supreme imaginative me vex ourt ...
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... never more triumphantly manifested than in this play . Internally , the drama is instinct with throbbing human interest from start to finish . Though we may be conscious of grave faults in construction , and of anachronistic blemishes ...
... never more triumphantly manifested than in this play . Internally , the drama is instinct with throbbing human interest from start to finish . Though we may be conscious of grave faults in construction , and of anachronistic blemishes ...
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... never before held by one man . He had been five times Consul and four times Dictator , and at the moment when he fell was about to be made Dictator for life . He had also been advanced to the tribunitian power , which among other ...
... never before held by one man . He had been five times Consul and four times Dictator , and at the moment when he fell was about to be made Dictator for life . He had also been advanced to the tribunitian power , which among other ...
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... never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves , And therefore are they very dangerous . I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd Than what I fear ; for always I am Cæsar . Come on my right hand , for this ear is deaf ...
... never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves , And therefore are they very dangerous . I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd Than what I fear ; for always I am Cæsar . Come on my right hand , for this ear is deaf ...
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... never till to - night , never till now , Did I go through a tempest dropping fire . Either there is a civil strife in heaven , Or else the world , too saucy with the gods , Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any ...
... never till to - night , never till now , Did I go through a tempest dropping fire . Either there is a civil strife in heaven , Or else the world , too saucy with the gods , Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any ...
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Страница 20 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Страница xxxv - Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home? What tributaries follow him to Rome To grace in captive bonds his chariot wheels? You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things! O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Страница 46 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Страница 21 - O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast: within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold: If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth: I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart: Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.
Страница xxxv - And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone l Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Страница lix - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Страница 44 - He, only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle ; and the elements So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, ' This was a man !
Страница 10 - 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...
Страница 2 - 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 best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Страница 1 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause; and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honor; and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.