The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, Volum 7 |
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Pàgina 96
Domitius ENOBARBUS , 1 VENTIDIUS , EROS , SCARUS , Friends of Antony . DERCETAS , DEMETRIUS , Philo , MECÆNAS , AGRIPPA , DOLABELLA , Friends to Cæsar . PROCULEIUS , THYREUS , GALLUS , MENAS , MENECRATES , Friends of Pompey .
Domitius ENOBARBUS , 1 VENTIDIUS , EROS , SCARUS , Friends of Antony . DERCETAS , DEMETRIUS , Philo , MECÆNAS , AGRIPPA , DOLABELLA , Friends to Cæsar . PROCULEIUS , THYREUS , GALLUS , MENAS , MENECRATES , Friends of Pompey .
Pàgina 159
Enter ENOBARUS and Eros , meeting . Eno . How now , friend Eros ? Eros . There's strange news come , sir . Eno . What , man ? Eros . Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey . Eno . This is old ; What is the success ? Eros .
Enter ENOBARUS and Eros , meeting . Eno . How now , friend Eros ? Eros . There's strange news come , sir . Eno . What , man ? Eros . Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey . Eno . This is old ; What is the success ? Eros .
Pàgina 160
Eros . He's walking in the garden — thus ; and spurns The rush that lies before him ; cries , Fool , Lepidus ! And threats the throat of that his officer , That murder'd Pompey . Eno . Our great navy's rigged . Eros .
Eros . He's walking in the garden — thus ; and spurns The rush that lies before him ; cries , Fool , Lepidus ! And threats the throat of that his officer , That murder'd Pompey . Eno . Our great navy's rigged . Eros .
Pàgina 171
Enter Eros and CLEOPATRA , led by CHARMIAN and IRAS . Eros . Nay , gentle madam , to him : - Comfort him . Iras . Do , most dear queen . Char . Do ! Why , what else ? Cleo . Let me sit down . O Juno ! Ant . No , no , no , no , no .
Enter Eros and CLEOPATRA , led by CHARMIAN and IRAS . Eros . Nay , gentle madam , to him : - Comfort him . Iras . Do , most dear queen . Char . Do ! Why , what else ? Cleo . Let me sit down . O Juno ! Ant . No , no , no , no , no .
Pàgina 172
Eros . Most noble sir , arise ; the queen approaches ; Her head's declined , and death will seize her ; but 3 Your comfort makes the rescue . Ant . I have offended reputation ; A most unnoble swerving . Eros . Sir , the queen .
Eros . Most noble sir , arise ; the queen approaches ; Her head's declined , and death will seize her ; but 3 Your comfort makes the rescue . Ant . I have offended reputation ; A most unnoble swerving . Eros . Sir , the queen .
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Frases i termes més freqüents
Antony appear arms Attendants bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Casca Cassius cause Char Cleo Cleopatra comes daughter dead death doth emperor Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes face fall father fear follow fortune friends give gods gone hand hath head hear heart heaven hold honour I'll Italy keep king lady leave live look lord Lucius madam MALONE Marcus Mark master means mistress nature never night noble once peace Pericles piece play poor Post pray present prince queen Roman Rome SCENE soldier sons speak stand sweet sword tears tell thank thee thing thou thou art thou hast thought Titus tongue true unto wish worthy
Passatges populars
Pàgina 60 - Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny.
Pàgina 130 - Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description: she did lie In her pavilion— cloth of gold, of tissue— O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature...
Pàgina 56 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
Pàgina 71 - I could weep My spirit from mine eyes ! — There is my dagger, And here my naked breast; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold : If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth ; I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart: Strike, as thou didst at Caesar ; for, I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lov'dst him better Than ever thou lov'dst Cassius.
Pàgina 57 - 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 210 - The crown o' the earth doth melt. — My lord ! — O, withered is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen ; ' young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Pàgina 97 - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
Pàgina 54 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause; and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, 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 37 - 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.
Pàgina 59 - 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.
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| Títol | The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, Volum 7 The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editors | George Steevens, Edmond Malone, Alexander Chalmers |
| Publicat | 1823 |
| Original de | Universitat d’Oxford |
| Digitalitzat el | 22 Oct. 2007 |
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