The Works of Shakespeare, 7 tomasJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... give me fome drink , Titinius , - As a fick girl . Ye Gods , it doth amaze me , A man of fuch a feeble temper should So get the start of the majeftick world , And bear the Palm alone . Bru . Another general shout ! I do believe , that ...
... give me fome drink , Titinius , - As a fick girl . Ye Gods , it doth amaze me , A man of fuch a feeble temper should So get the start of the majeftick world , And bear the Palm alone . Bru . Another general shout ! I do believe , that ...
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... Give fo much light , that I may read by them . [ Exit . [ Opens the letter , and reads . Brutus , thou fleep'ft ; awake , and fee thy felf : Speak , ftrike , redrefs . Shall Rome , Brutus , thou feep'ft : awake . Such inftigations have ...
... Give fo much light , that I may read by them . [ Exit . [ Opens the letter , and reads . Brutus , thou fleep'ft ; awake , and fee thy felf : Speak , ftrike , redrefs . Shall Rome , Brutus , thou feep'ft : awake . Such inftigations have ...
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... Give me your hands all over , one by one . Caf . And let us fwear our refolution . Bru . No , not an oath : if that the face of men , The fufferance of our fouls , the time's abufe- If these be motives weak , break off betimes ; And ev ...
... Give me your hands all over , one by one . Caf . And let us fwear our refolution . Bru . No , not an oath : if that the face of men , The fufferance of our fouls , the time's abufe- If these be motives weak , break off betimes ; And ev ...
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... give this day a Crown to mighty Cafar . If you shall fend them word you will not come , Their minds may change . Befides , it were a mock Apt to be render'd , for fome one to say , " Break up the Senate ' till another time , " When ...
... give this day a Crown to mighty Cafar . If you shall fend them word you will not come , Their minds may change . Befides , it were a mock Apt to be render'd , for fome one to say , " Break up the Senate ' till another time , " When ...
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... gives way to confpiracy . The mighty Gods defend thee ! Thy Lover , Artemidorus . Here will I ftand , ' till Cæfar pafs along , And as a fuitor will I give him this : My heart laments , that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of ...
... gives way to confpiracy . The mighty Gods defend thee ! Thy Lover , Artemidorus . Here will I ftand , ' till Cæfar pafs along , And as a fuitor will I give him this : My heart laments , that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of ...
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Achilles againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Calchas call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cymbeline death defire Diomede doth Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fear feem felf fhall fhew fhould flain fome fool fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword give Gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'ns Hector himſelf honour Iach Imogen kifs lady Lepidus lord Lucius Madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus moft morrow moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft night noble Octavia Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey pr'ythee praiſe prefent Priam purpoſe Queen reaſon Roman Rome SCENE changes ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe Ther Therfites theſe thing thofe thoſe Titinius Troi Troilus uſe whofe whoſe
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52 psl. - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
47 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.
168 psl. - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
59 psl. - What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
10 psl. - Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
184 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...
49 psl. - 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.
82 psl. - O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
176 psl. - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
9 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.