The beauties of Shakespear: regularly selected from each play, with explanatory notes and similar passages from ancient and modern authors by W. Dodd, 2 tomas |
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Some heavy business hath my lord in hand , And I must know it , elfe he loves me not . ( s ) See Portia's speech to Brutus in Julius Cæfar , A & II . Scene III . B 3 ACT ACT III . SCENE I. Prodigies ridicul'd .
Some heavy business hath my lord in hand , And I must know it , elfe he loves me not . ( s ) See Portia's speech to Brutus in Julius Cæfar , A & II . Scene III . B 3 ACT ACT III . SCENE I. Prodigies ridicul'd .
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How agreeable to his ftoic character , does Shakespear make Brutus fpeak here ? Cicero de Fin . iii . 16. Quid enim illi AAIA OPON dicunt , id mihi ita occurrit , ut indifferens dicerem . One of the great divifions of things among the ...
How agreeable to his ftoic character , does Shakespear make Brutus fpeak here ? Cicero de Fin . iii . 16. Quid enim illi AAIA OPON dicunt , id mihi ita occurrit , ut indifferens dicerem . One of the great divifions of things among the ...
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Men at some times are mafters of their fates : The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars But in our felves , that we are underlings . Brutus and Cæfar ! what should be in that Cæfar ? Why should that name be founded more than yours ...
Men at some times are mafters of their fates : The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars But in our felves , that we are underlings . Brutus and Cæfar ! what should be in that Cæfar ? Why should that name be founded more than yours ...
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SCENE III Portia's Speech to Brutus . : You've ungently , Brutus , Stole from my bed and yefternight at fupper , You fuddenly arofe and walk'd about , Mufing and fighing , with your arms a - cross : And , when I afk'd you what the ...
SCENE III Portia's Speech to Brutus . : You've ungently , Brutus , Stole from my bed and yefternight at fupper , You fuddenly arofe and walk'd about , Mufing and fighing , with your arms a - cross : And , when I afk'd you what the ...
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1 And could it work fo much upon your shape , As it hath much prevail'd on your condition , I should not know you , Brutus . Dear my lord , Make me acquainted with your cause of grief . SCENE IV . Calphurnia to Cæfar , on the Prodi gies ...
1 And could it work fo much upon your shape , As it hath much prevail'd on your condition , I should not know you , Brutus . Dear my lord , Make me acquainted with your cause of grief . SCENE IV . Calphurnia to Cæfar , on the Prodi gies ...
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