The Works of Shakespear: Coriolanus. Julius Cesar. Antony and Cleopatra. CymbelineRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... moft charitable care Have the Patricians of you : For your wants , Your fufferings in this Dearth , you may as well Strike at the Heaven with your ftaves , as lift them Against the Roman State ; whose Course will on The way it takes ...
... moft charitable care Have the Patricians of you : For your wants , Your fufferings in this Dearth , you may as well Strike at the Heaven with your ftaves , as lift them Against the Roman State ; whose Course will on The way it takes ...
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... moft That Which would encrease his evil . He , that depends Upon your favours , swims with fins of lead , And hews down oaks with rufhes . Hang ye- truft ye ! With every minute you do change a mind , And call him noble , that was now ...
... moft That Which would encrease his evil . He , that depends Upon your favours , swims with fins of lead , And hews down oaks with rufhes . Hang ye- truft ye ! With every minute you do change a mind , And call him noble , that was now ...
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... d , Cominius , Marcius your old enemy , ( Who is of Rome worfe hated than of you ) And Titus Lartius , a moft valiant Roman , These three lead on this preparation Whither Whither ' tis bent - most likely , ' tis 14 CORIOLANUS .
... d , Cominius , Marcius your old enemy , ( Who is of Rome worfe hated than of you ) And Titus Lartius , a moft valiant Roman , These three lead on this preparation Whither Whither ' tis bent - most likely , ' tis 14 CORIOLANUS .
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... moft love . When yet he was but tender - bodied , and the only Son of my womb ; when youth with comelinefs plucked all gaze his way ; when , for a day of Kings ' entreaties , a Mo- ther fhould not fell him an hour from her beholding ; I ...
... moft love . When yet he was but tender - bodied , and the only Son of my womb ; when youth with comelinefs plucked all gaze his way ; when , for a day of Kings ' entreaties , a Mo- ther fhould not fell him an hour from her beholding ; I ...
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... moft are willing ; If any fuch be here , ( As it were fin to doubt ) that love this Painting , Wherein you fee me smear'd ; if any fear Lefs for his perfon than an ill report : If any think , brave death out - weighs bad life , And that ...
... moft are willing ; If any fuch be here , ( As it were fin to doubt ) that love this Painting , Wherein you fee me smear'd ; if any fear Lefs for his perfon than an ill report : If any think , brave death out - weighs bad life , And that ...
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Afide againſt anſwer Aufidius beft Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Caius cauſe Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Cominius Coriolanus Cymbeline death defire doth Enobarbus Eros Exeunt Exit faid falfe fear feem fervice fhall fhew fhould fince firft flain foldier fome fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fword Gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'ns himſelf honour i'th Iach Imogen Lady laft Lart lefs Lepidus lord Lucius Madam mafter Marcius Mark Antony Meffenger Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble o'th Octavia peace Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey pr'ythee pray prefent purpoſe Queen Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thing thofe thoſe Titinius Volfcians Volumnius whofe whoſe worfe yourſelf
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127 psl. - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
149 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.
169 psl. - It will inflame you, it will make you mad: 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
171 psl. - Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They, that have done this deed, are honourable; What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
138 psl. - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
171 psl. - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
169 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.
301 psl. - His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm Crested the world; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder: For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping.
305 psl. - He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself; but hark thee, Charmian. [Whispers CHARMIAN. Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
165 psl. - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.