The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, 6 tomas |
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... thou art shamed ! Rome , thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age , since the great flood , But it was famed with more than with one man ? When could they say , till now , that talked of Rome , That her wide ...
... thou art shamed ! Rome , thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age , since the great flood , But it was famed with more than with one man ? When could they say , till now , that talked of Rome , That her wide ...
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... hast thou led me ? Before a willing bondman ; My answer must be made . And dangers are to me indifferent . I , perhaps , speak this then I know But I am armed , 1 i . e . sinews , muscular strength . See note on King Henry IV . Part II ...
... hast thou led me ? Before a willing bondman ; My answer must be made . And dangers are to me indifferent . I , perhaps , speak this then I know But I am armed , 1 i . e . sinews , muscular strength . See note on King Henry IV . Part II ...
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... Thou hast no figures , nor no fantasies , Which busy care draws in the brains of men ; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound . Por . Enter PORTIA . Brutus , my lord ! Bru . Portia , what mean you ? Wherefore rise you now ? It is not for your ...
... Thou hast no figures , nor no fantasies , Which busy care draws in the brains of men ; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound . Por . Enter PORTIA . Brutus , my lord ! Bru . Portia , what mean you ? Wherefore rise you now ? It is not for your ...
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... Thou , like an exorcist , ' hast conjured up My mortified spirit . Now bid me run , And I will strive with things ... thee , as we are going , To whom it must be done . Lig . Set on your foot ; And , with a heart new - fired , I follow ...
... Thou , like an exorcist , ' hast conjured up My mortified spirit . Now bid me run , And I will strive with things ... thee , as we are going , To whom it must be done . Lig . Set on your foot ; And , with a heart new - fired , I follow ...
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... thee not ; thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius . There is but one mind in all these men , and it is bent against Cæsar . If thou be'st not immortal , look about you ; security gives way to conspiracy . The mighty gods defend thee ! Thy ...
... thee not ; thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius . There is but one mind in all these men , and it is bent against Cæsar . If thou be'st not immortal , look about you ; security gives way to conspiracy . The mighty gods defend thee ! Thy ...
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The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., 1 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1850 |
The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., 2 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1850 |
The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., 3 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1850 |
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Andronicus Bassianus Bawd better blood Boult brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Casca Cassius CESAR Char Charmian Cleo Cleon Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline dead death DIONYZA dost doth emendation emperor empress Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fortune friends give gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honor Iach Imogen Julius Cæsar king lady Lavinia Lepidus live look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Marcus Marina Mark Antony means mistress never night noble Octavia old copy reads Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio play Plutarch Pompey Posthumus pray prince prince of Tyre queen revenge Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE Shakspeare speak Steevens sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus unto villain word
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56 psl. - Stand back ! room ! bear back ! Ant. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle. I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
292 psl. - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
72 psl. - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
86 psl. - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; 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!
52 psl. - ... 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.
67 psl. - For certain sums of gold, which you denied me : For I can raise no money by vile means : 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...
50 psl. - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue! A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury, and fierce civil strife, Shall cumber all the parts of Italy; Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile, when they behold Their infants quartered with the hands of war; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds ; And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate" by his side, come hot from hell, Shall in these confines, with a monarch's...
55 psl. - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
66 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 humor?
35 psl. - 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 necessary end, Will come, when it will come.