The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, 14 tomasC. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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... fire from Brutus . Re - enter CESAR , and his Train . Bru . The games are done , and Cæsar is returning . Cas . As they pass by , pluck Casca by the sleeve ; And he will , after his sour fashion , tell you What hath proceeded , worthy ...
... fire from Brutus . Re - enter CESAR , and his Train . Bru . The games are done , and Cæsar is returning . Cas . As they pass by , pluck Casca by the sleeve ; And he will , after his sour fashion , tell you What hath proceeded , worthy ...
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... 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 thing more wonderful ? Casca . A common slave2 ( you know him well by sight ) ...
... 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 thing more wonderful ? Casca . A common slave2 ( you know him well by sight ) ...
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... fire , walk up and down the streets . And , yesterday , the bird of night did sit , Even at noon - day , upon the market - place , Hooting , and shrieking . When these prodigies Do so conjointly meet , let not men say , These are their ...
... fire , walk up and down the streets . And , yesterday , the bird of night did sit , Even at noon - day , upon the market - place , Hooting , and shrieking . When these prodigies Do so conjointly meet , let not men say , These are their ...
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... fires , why all these gliding ghosts , Why birds , and beasts , from quality and kind ; 6 Why old men , fools , and children calculate ; 7 * 5 -thunder - stone : ] A stone fabulously supposed to be discharged by thunder . So , in ...
... fires , why all these gliding ghosts , Why birds , and beasts , from quality and kind ; 6 Why old men , fools , and children calculate ; 7 * 5 -thunder - stone : ] A stone fabulously supposed to be discharged by thunder . So , in ...
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... fire , Begin it with weak straws : What trash is Rome , What rubbish , and what offal , when it serves For the base matter to illuminate So vile a thing as Cæsar ? But , O , grief ! Where hast thou led me ? I , perhaps , speak this ...
... fire , Begin it with weak straws : What trash is Rome , What rubbish , and what offal , when it serves For the base matter to illuminate So vile a thing as Cæsar ? But , O , grief ! Where hast thou led me ? I , perhaps , speak this ...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare– With the Corrections and ..., 14 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1809 |
The Plays of William Shakespeare– With the Corrections and ..., 14 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1809 |
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Albany ancient Antony and Cleopatra appears bear better Brutus called Casca Cassius Cordelia Coriolanus Corn Cymbeline daughters death dost doth duke Edgar edition editors Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio reads Fool fortune Gent give Gloster gods Goneril hand Hanmer hath hear heart honour Johnson Julius Cæsar Kent King Henry King Lear knave Lear look lord Lucius madam Malone Mark Antony Mason means Messala nature never night noble nuncle old copies omitted passage play Plutarch poet poor pray quartos read Regan Roman Rome says scene second folio sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Sir Thomas Hanmer speak speech spirit stand Steevens Stew suppose sword tell thee Theobald thing thou art thought Timon of Athens Titinius Troilus and Cressida unto villain Warburton word
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7 psl. - Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day with patient expectation To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
14 psl. - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
15 psl. - Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd!
76 psl. - 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. The noble Brutus Hath told you, Caesar was ambitious : If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, (For Brutus is an honourable man ; So are they all, all honourable men,) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
330 psl. - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
79 psl. - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. 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.
161 psl. - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune — often the surfeit of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...
93 psl. - All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
76 psl. - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him?
93 psl. - Bru. You say, you are a better soldier : Let it appear so ; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well : For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way, you wrong me, Brutus ; I said, an elder soldier, not a better : Did I say, better ? Bru.