The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volum 7J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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Pàgina 10
... whofe Bend doth awe the world Did lofe its luftre ; I did hear him groan ; Ay , and that tongue of his , that bade the Romans Mark him , and write his fpeeches in their books , Alas ! it cry'd give me fome drink , Titinius ” — 66 9 His ...
... whofe Bend doth awe the world Did lofe its luftre ; I did hear him groan ; Ay , and that tongue of his , that bade the Romans Mark him , and write his fpeeches in their books , Alas ! it cry'd give me fome drink , Titinius ” — 66 9 His ...
Pàgina 26
... whofe modefty made him fometimes diffident in his own genius , but whofe true judgment always led him to the fafeft guides , ( as we may fee by thofe many fine ftrokes in his Cato bor- rowed from the Philippics of Ci- Like cero ) has ...
... whofe modefty made him fometimes diffident in his own genius , but whofe true judgment always led him to the fafeft guides , ( as we may fee by thofe many fine ftrokes in his Cato bor- rowed from the Philippics of Ci- Like cero ) has ...
Pàgina 39
... Whofe end is purpos'd by the mighty Gods ? Yet Cafar fhall go forth : for thefe predictions Are to the world in general , as to Cæfar . Cal . When beggars die , there are no comets feen ; The heav'ns themselves blaze forth the death of ...
... Whofe end is purpos'd by the mighty Gods ? Yet Cafar fhall go forth : for thefe predictions Are to the world in general , as to Cæfar . Cal . When beggars die , there are no comets feen ; The heav'ns themselves blaze forth the death of ...
Pàgina 48
... whofe true , fixt , and refting quality , There is no fellow in the firmament ; The fkies are painted with unnumbred sparks , They are all fire , and every one doth fhine ; But there's but one in all doth hold his place . So , in the ...
... whofe true , fixt , and refting quality , There is no fellow in the firmament ; The fkies are painted with unnumbred sparks , They are all fire , and every one doth fhine ; But there's but one in all doth hold his place . So , in the ...
Pàgina 60
... Brutus is an honourable man . He hath brought many captives home to Rome , Whofe ranfoms did the general coffers fill ; Did this in Cæfar feem ambitious ? When that the Did 60 JULIUS CESAR . By our permiffion is allow'd to make. ...
... Brutus is an honourable man . He hath brought many captives home to Rome , Whofe ranfoms did the general coffers fill ; Did this in Cæfar feem ambitious ? When that the Did 60 JULIUS CESAR . By our permiffion is allow'd to make. ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Achilles Ægypt Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anfwer Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Calchas caufe Char Charmion Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Creffida Cymbeline defire Diomede doth Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fear feems fenfe fhall fhew fhould fome fpeak fpeech fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword give Gods Guiderius Hanmer hath hear heart heav'ns Hector himſelf honour Iach itſelf kifs lady laft Lord Madam mafter Mark Antony moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft noble Octavius paffage Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey prefent Priam purpoſe quarto Queen reafon Roman Rome SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD Ther Therfites theſe thing thofe thoſe thou Titinius Troi Troilus Ulyf uſe WARB WARBURTON whofe word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 64 - 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.
Pàgina 10 - I did hear him groan ; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Pàgina 65 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend...
Pàgina 55 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy...
Pàgina 62 - 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.
Pàgina 11 - 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.
Pàgina 11 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar.
Pàgina 58 - Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves; than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Pàgina 101 - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Pàgina 39 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.