 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...  The beauties of Shakespeare, selected from his plays and poems - 281 psl.autoriai: William Shakespeare - 1796Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 psl.
...there, my Countrymen ! The n I, and you, and all or" us fell down, Whilft bloody Treafon flourish 'd over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of Pity; thefe are gracious drops. Kind Souls! what weep you, when you but behold Our Gefar's Vefture wounded ? Look... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 480 psl.
...his face, Even at the Bafe of Pompey's ftatue, (Which all the while ran blood,) great C<efar fell. 0 what a Fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and...bloody treafon flourifh'd over us. O, now you weep j and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity ; thefe are gracious drops. Kind fouls ! what, weep you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 548 psl.
...with blood,x great C<efar fell. Oh what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all or us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon flourifh'd over...weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; thefe are gracious drops. Kind fouls! what, weep you when you but behold Our C<efar's vefture wounded ? look... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 352 psl.
...muffling up his face, Even at the bafe of Pompy's ftatue which All the while ran with blood, great Ca-far fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...you, and all of us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon ftourifii'd over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; theft are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 352 psl.
...his face, Even at the bafe of Pmtfy's ftatue which All the while ran with blood, great Cafar fell. О what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and...you, and all of us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon flouriih'd over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; thefe are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 450 psl.
...muffling up his face, Even at the Bafe of Pomprfs flatue, (Which all the while ran blood,) great C<efar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...you, and all of us fell down : Whilft bloody treafon ftouriQi'd over us. O, now you weep ; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; thefe are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 psl.
...muffling up his face, £ven at the bafe of Pompey's ftatue, (Which all the while ran blood) great Caefar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down i Whilft bloody treafon flouriih'd over us. 0 now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 566 psl.
...muffling up his face, Even at the Bafe of Pompey's ftatue, "Which all the while ran blood, great Ctefar fell, O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity ; thefe are gracious drops. Kind fouls! what, weep you when you but behold Our Ctffar's vefture wounded ? look... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1765 - 534 psl.
...up his face, Which all the while ran blood, great Csefar fell, Even at the bafe of Pompey's ftatue. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I and...you, and all of us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon ftourifh'd over us. O, now you weep ; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; thefe are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 psl.
...amufing. pi3ure, for which the poet, perhaps, is .neither accountable to propriety, nor probability, 0 what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and...and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity ; thefe are gracious drops. Kind fouls ! what, weep you when you but behold. Our CV/ir's velhire wounded ?... | |
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