 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 psl.
...shout ! I do believe, that these applauses are For some new honours that are heap'd on Caesar. Ca-s. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like...To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 psl.
...shunt ! I do believe that these applauses are For some new honours that are heaped on Cœsar. Cas. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a...To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 psl.
...shout ! I do believe, that these applauses are For some new honours that are heap'd on Caesar. Cas. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like...To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 psl.
...believe that these applauses are For some new honours that are heaped on Cjesar. Cos. Why, man, lie doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus ; and we...To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 450 psl.
...these applauses are For some new honours that are heap'd on Caesar. Cas. Why, man , he doth destride the narrow world , Like a Colossus; and we petty men...To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 418 psl.
...shout ! I do believe, that these applauses are For some new honors that are heap'd on Caesar. Cos. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like...under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonorable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 psl.
...of such a feeble temper — should So get the start of the majestic world. And bear the palm alone. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like...under his huge legs, and peep about, To find ourselves dishonorable graves. Men, at some time, are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 psl.
...man of such a feeb'e temper should So get the start of the majestic world, And bear the palm alone. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a...under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonorable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 psl.
...of such a feeble temper— should So get the start of the majestic world, And bear the palm alone. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like...under his huge legs, and peep about. To find ourselves dishonorable graves. Men, at some time, are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - 1846 - 398 psl.
...shout ! I do believe, that these applauses are For some new honors that are heap'd on Caesar. Cas. — Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like...under his huge legs, and peep about, To find ourselves dishonorable graves. Men at some times are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not... | |
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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. 
