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Guid . Hail , heaven ! Arv . Hail , heav'n ! Bel . Now for our mountain sport , up to yond hill , Your legs are young : I'll tread thefe flats . Confider , When you , above , perceive me like a crow , That it is place which leffens and ...
Guid . Hail , heaven ! Arv . Hail , heav'n ! Bel . Now for our mountain sport , up to yond hill , Your legs are young : I'll tread thefe flats . Confider , When you , above , perceive me like a crow , That it is place which leffens and ...
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Guid . Out of your proof you speak ; we , poor , unfledg'd , Have never wing'd from view o'th ' neft ; nor know , What air's from home . Hap'ly , this life is beft , If quiet life is beft ; fweeter to you , That have a fharper known ...
Guid . Out of your proof you speak ; we , poor , unfledg'd , Have never wing'd from view o'th ' neft ; nor know , What air's from home . Hap'ly , this life is beft , If quiet life is beft ; fweeter to you , That have a fharper known ...
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Guid . Uncertain favour ! Bel . My fault being nothing , as I have told you oft , But that two villains ( whose falfe oaths prevail'd Before my perfect honour ) swore to Cymbeline , I was confed'rate with the Romans : fo , Follow'd my ...
Guid . Uncertain favour ! Bel . My fault being nothing , as I have told you oft , But that two villains ( whose falfe oaths prevail'd Before my perfect honour ) swore to Cymbeline , I was confed'rate with the Romans : fo , Follow'd my ...
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Guid . I'm throughly weary . Arv . I'm weak with toil , yet ftrong in appetite . Guid . There is cold meat i'th ' Cave , we'll brouze on That , Whilft what , we've kill'd , be cook'd . [ Looking in . Bel . Stay , come not in But that it ...
Guid . I'm throughly weary . Arv . I'm weak with toil , yet ftrong in appetite . Guid . There is cold meat i'th ' Cave , we'll brouze on That , Whilft what , we've kill'd , be cook'd . [ Looking in . Bel . Stay , come not in But that it ...
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Guid . Mony , youth ? Arv . All gold and filver rather turn to dirt ! As ' tis no better reckon'd , but of thofe Who worship dirty Gods , Imo . I fee , you're angry : Know , if you kill me for my fault , I fhould Have dy'd , had I not ...
Guid . Mony , youth ? Arv . All gold and filver rather turn to dirt ! As ' tis no better reckon'd , but of thofe Who worship dirty Gods , Imo . I fee , you're angry : Know , if you kill me for my fault , I fhould Have dy'd , had I not ...
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174 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.
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130 psl. - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
242 psl. - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid, did. Agr: O, rare for Antony! Eno: Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
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243 psl. - ... silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
176 psl. - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, 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 you see, with traitors.
172 psl. - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Bibliografinė informacija
| Pavadinimas | The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, 6 tomas The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Autorius | William Shakespeare |
| Redaktorius | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Leidėjas | A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
| Originalas iš | Oksfordo universitetas |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 13 liepos 2007 |
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