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Pàgina 92
Cleo . If it be love indeed , tell me how much . Ant . There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd . Cleo . I'll set a bourn * how far to be belov'd . Ant . Then must thou needs find out new heaven , new earth .
Cleo . If it be love indeed , tell me how much . Ant . There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd . Cleo . I'll set a bourn * how far to be belov'd . Ant . Then must thou needs find out new heaven , new earth .
Pàgina 93
Cleo . Excellent falshood ! Why did he marry Fulvia , and not love her ? - I'll seem the fool I am not ; Antony Will be himself . Ant . But stirr'd by Cleopatra.- Now , for the love of Love , and her soft hours , Let's not confound + ...
Cleo . Excellent falshood ! Why did he marry Fulvia , and not love her ? - I'll seem the fool I am not ; Antony Will be himself . Ant . But stirr'd by Cleopatra.- Now , for the love of Love , and her soft hours , Let's not confound + ...
Pàgina 96
Alex . Lo , now ! if it lay in their hands to make me a cuckold , they would make themselves whores , but they'd do't . Eno . Hush ! here comes Antony . Char . Not he , the queen . Enter Cleopatra . Cleo . Saw you my lord ? Eno . Cleo .
Alex . Lo , now ! if it lay in their hands to make me a cuckold , they would make themselves whores , but they'd do't . Eno . Hush ! here comes Antony . Char . Not he , the queen . Enter Cleopatra . Cleo . Saw you my lord ? Eno . Cleo .
Pàgina 100
Enter Cleopatra , Charmian , Iras , and Alexas . Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not see him since . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : - I did not send you t ; -If you find him sad ...
Enter Cleopatra , Charmian , Iras , and Alexas . Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not see him since . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : - I did not send you t ; -If you find him sad ...
Pàgina 101
Cleo . Thou teach est like a fool : the way to lose him . Char . Tempt him not so too far : I wish , forbear ; In time we hate that which we often fear . Enter Antony . But here comes Antony . I am sick , and sullen . Cleo .
Cleo . Thou teach est like a fool : the way to lose him . Char . Tempt him not so too far : I wish , forbear ; In time we hate that which we often fear . Enter Antony . But here comes Antony . I am sick , and sullen . Cleo .
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 23 - I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Pàgina 12 - ... Would he were fatter ! But I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid 200 So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men ; he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony ; he hears no music ; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater...
Pàgina 50 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Pàgina 51 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Pàgina 4 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Pàgina 22 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Pàgina 63 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
Pàgina 187 - Eros ! — I come, my queen. — Eros! — Stay for me : Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in hand, And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze : Dido and her ./Eneas shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours.
Pàgina 119 - ... 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...
Pàgina 186 - 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. Eros. Ay, my lord. Ant. That, which is now a horse, even with a thought, The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct, As water is in water.