 | 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 I, and 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... | |
 | 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 - 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 I, and 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... | |
 | 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 I, and you, and all of us fell down : Whilft bloody treafon flourifh'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 psl.
...muffling up his face, 1 Even at the bafe of Pompeii ftatue, Wliiclu all the while ran blood, great Ctefar fell* O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I,, and you, and all of us fell down, "Whilft bloody treafon flouri(h*d over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive, you feel The dint of pity... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 356 psl.
...muffling up his face, Even at the bafe of Pompey.'s ftatue, (Which all the while ran blood) great Csefar fell* O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down : \Vhilit bloody treafon fkmrifted over us. O, now you- weep; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1772 - 304 psl.
...muffling up his face, Even at the bafe of Pompey's ftatue, Which all the while ran blood, great C*far fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down : Whilft bloody treafon flourifh'd over us. O, now you weep ! and, I perceive, you feel The dint of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 336 psl.
...muffling up his face, Even at the bafe of Pempty's ftatue, (Which all the while ran blood) great Cafear fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I and you, and all of us fell down: Whilft bloody treafon fiourifh'd over us. O now you weep : and I perceive you feel The dint of pity;... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1785 - 336 psl.
...muffling up his face, Even 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: Whilft bloody treafon flourifli'd over us. O, now you weep ! and I perceive you feel The dint of pityj... | |
 | Martin Sherlock - 1786 - 50 psl.
...muffling up his face, Even at the bafe of Pompey's ftatue, Which all the while ran blood, great Csefar fell, O, what a fall was there, my countrymen \ Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon flourifh'd over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity:... | |
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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 but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as... 
