The Plays of William Shakespeare. In Ten Volumes: Julius Caesar ; Antony and Cleopatra ; Timon of Athens ; Titus AndronicusC. Bathurst, J. Beecroft, W. Strahan, J. and F. Rivington, J. Hinton, L. Davis, Hawes, Clarke and Collins, R. Horsfield, W. Johnston, W. Owen, T. Caslon, E. Johnson, S. Crowder, B. White, T. Longman, B. Law, E. and C. Dilly, C. Corbett, W. Griffin, T. Cadell, W. Woodfall, G. Keith, T. Lowndes, T. Davies, J. Robson, T. Becket, F. Newbery, G. Robinson, T. Payne, J. Williams, M. Hingeston, and J. Ridley., 1773 |
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Pàgina 65
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke , But here I am to 1peak what I do know . You all did love him once , not'without cause ; What caule with - holds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment , thou art Aed to brutish beasts ...
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke , But here I am to 1peak what I do know . You all did love him once , not'without cause ; What caule with - holds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment , thou art Aed to brutish beasts ...
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Andronicus anſwer Antony Apem bear believe beſt better blood bring brother Brutus Cæfar Cæſar Caſca cauſe Cleo Cleopatra comes dead death deed doth emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fall fear firſt follow fool fortune friends give given Gods gold hand haſt hath hear heart himſelf honour JOHNSON keep leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcus Mark maſter means mind moſt muſt myſelf nature never night noble peace play Pleb poet poor preſent queen reaſon Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſee ſeems ſenſe Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſon ſpeak ſtand STEEVENS ſuch ſword tears tell thee theſe thing thoſe thou thou art thought Timon Titus true turn uſe WARBURTON whoſe wrong
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Pàgina 59 - 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 147 - 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...
Pàgina 66 - 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 : and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Pàgina 146 - 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...
Pàgina 65 - 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 226 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Pàgina 34 - But, as it were, in sort, or limitation ; To keep with you at meals, comfort your bed, And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in the suburbs Of your good pleasure ? If it be no more, Portia is Brutus
Pàgina 59 - ... that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Pàgina 21 - It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Pàgina 63 - It will inflame you, it will make you mad: 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!