 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.  Elements of Criticism– Volume I [-II]. - 66 psl.autoriai: Lord Henry Home Kames - 1765Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 410 psl.
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 psl.
...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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 psl.
...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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 psl.
...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 crops. Kind souls; what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 378 psl.
...there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, 'Whilst bloody treason flourish'd3 over us. O, now you weep.; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity :4 these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Cresar's vesture wounded... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 336 psl.
...there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down; Whilst bloody treason Itourisli'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 Our Caesar's vesture... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 392 psl.
...there, my countrymen ! Then I , and you , and all of us it'll down, "Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over. us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious druj/s. , Kind souls, what, weep you, when you Jmt • ^ >. . '•; • behold... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 338 psl.
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 524 psl.
...was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, "Whilst bloody treason fiourish'd over us*. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The din ft of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's... | |
 | Medora Gordon Byron - 1812 - 246 psl.
...son," said the baronet ; " I can forgive, but I ask time to teach me to forget." CHAP. CHAP. V. " Oh, now you weep ; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; these are gracious drops." To impart our feelings, is, in many instances, a matter easy to accomplish;... | |
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