The reciter's companion; comprising the most popular recitations, comic tales [&c.].1848 |
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148 psl.
... prepare to shed them now . You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Cæsar put it on ; ' Twas on a summer's evening , in his tent , That day he overcame the Nervii ! — Look ! in this place ran Cassius ' dagger through ...
... prepare to shed them now . You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Cæsar put it on ; ' Twas on a summer's evening , in his tent , That day he overcame the Nervii ! — Look ! in this place ran Cassius ' dagger through ...
149 psl.
Reciter. Look ! in this place ran Cassius ' dagger through ; See what a rent the envious Casca made ; - Through this the well - beloved Brutus stabb'd ; - And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away , Mark how the blood of Cæsar follow'd it ...
Reciter. Look ! in this place ran Cassius ' dagger through ; See what a rent the envious Casca made ; - Through this the well - beloved Brutus stabb'd ; - And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away , Mark how the blood of Cæsar follow'd it ...
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... , " Friend , I perceive you're in the wrong ; " When next you're angry , hold your tongue ; " " Tis plainly proved that you were willing- " Begone and pay the man the shilling . ' QUARREL OF BRUTUS AND CASSIUS . Cas . That you 200.
... , " Friend , I perceive you're in the wrong ; " When next you're angry , hold your tongue ; " " Tis plainly proved that you were willing- " Begone and pay the man the shilling . ' QUARREL OF BRUTUS AND CASSIUS . Cas . That you 200.
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... Cassius , you yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm , To sell and mart your offices for gold , To undeservers . Cas . I an itching palm ! You know that you are Brutus that spake this , Or , by the gods , this specch were ...
... Cassius , you yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm , To sell and mart your offices for gold , To undeservers . Cas . I an itching palm ! You know that you are Brutus that spake this , Or , by the gods , this specch were ...
202 psl.
... There is no terror , Cassius , in your threats ; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty , That they pass by me as the idle wind , Which I respect not . I did send to you For certain sums of gold , which you denied me 202.
... There is no terror , Cassius , in your threats ; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty , That they pass by me as the idle wind , Which I respect not . I did send to you For certain sums of gold , which you denied me 202.
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The reciter's companion; comprising the most popular recitations, comic ... Reciter Visos knygos peržiūra - 1848 |
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148 psl. - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an houourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
150 psl. - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
148 psl. - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. 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 ? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason...
237 psl. - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known...
163 psl. - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly.
237 psl. - And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unalter'd mien, While each strain'd ball of sight seem'd bursting from his head.
202 psl. - 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.
209 psl. - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling, and decay; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. "And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
206 psl. - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
238 psl. - Can well recall what then it heard. Where is thy native, simple heart, Devote to Virtue, Fancy, Art ? Arise, as in that elder time, Warm...