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Pągina 4
Truly , sir , all that I live by is , with the awl : I meddle with no tradesman's matters , nor women's matters , but with awl . I am , indeed , sir , a surgeon to old shoes ; when they are in great danger , I recover them .
Truly , sir , all that I live by is , with the awl : I meddle with no tradesman's matters , nor women's matters , but with awl . I am , indeed , sir , a surgeon to old shoes ; when they are in great danger , I recover them .
Pągina 9
I cannot tell , what you and other men Think of this life ; but , for my single self , I had as lief not be , as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself . I was born free as Cęsar ; so were you : We both have fed as well ; and we ...
I cannot tell , what you and other men Think of this life ; but , for my single self , I had as lief not be , as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself . I was born free as Cęsar ; so were you : We both have fed as well ; and we ...
Pągina 27
There is no fear in him ; let him not die ; For he will live , and laugh at this hereafter . Bru . Peace , count the clock . Cas . [ Clock strikes . The clock hath stricken three . Treb . ' Tis time to part .
There is no fear in him ; let him not die ; For he will live , and laugh at this hereafter . Bru . Peace , count the clock . Cas . [ Clock strikes . The clock hath stricken three . Treb . ' Tis time to part .
Pągina 37
My heart laments , that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation t . If thou read this , O Cęsar , thou may'st live ; If not , the fates with traitors do contrive . [ Exit . SCENE IV . The same . Another part of the same street ...
My heart laments , that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation t . If thou read this , O Cęsar , thou may'st live ; If not , the fates with traitors do contrive . [ Exit . SCENE IV . The same . Another part of the same street ...
Pągina 45
Live a thousand years , I shall not find myself so apt to die : No place will please me so , no mean of death , As here by Cęsar , and by you cut off , The choice and master spirits of this age . Bru . O Antony ! beg not your death of ...
Live a thousand years , I shall not find myself so apt to die : No place will please me so , no mean of death , As here by Cęsar , and by you cut off , The choice and master spirits of this age . Bru . O Antony ! beg not your death of ...
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Antony arms Attendants bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cęs Cęsar Casca Cassius cause Char Cleo Cleopatra comes daughter dead dear death deed 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 Iach Italy keep king lady Lavinia leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcus Mark master mean nature never night noble o'the peace Pericles poor Post pray present prince queen Roman Rome SCENE Sold soldier sons speak stand sweet sword tears tell thank thee thing thou thou art thou hast thought Titus tongue true unto worthy
Passatges populars
Pągina 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.
Pągina 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...
Pągina 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.
Pągina 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.
Pągina 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...
Pągina 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.
Pągina 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?
Pągina 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.
Pągina 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...
Pągina 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.
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| Tķtol | The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with glossarial notes, Volum 7 The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with glossarial notes, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | George Steevens |
| Publicat | 1811 |
| Original de | Universitat d’Oxford |
| Digitalitzat el | 3 Jul. 2007 |
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