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Pągina 16
Enter , from opposite sides , Casca , with his sword drawn , and Cicero . Cic . Good even , Casca : Brought you Cęsar home * ? Why are you breathless ? and why stare you so ? Casca . Are not you mov'd , when all the sway of earth Shakes ...
Enter , from opposite sides , Casca , with his sword drawn , and Cicero . Cic . Good even , Casca : Brought you Cęsar home * ? Why are you breathless ? and why stare you so ? Casca . Are not you mov'd , when all the sway of earth Shakes ...
Pągina 25
Here , as I point my sword , the sun arises ; Which is a great way growing on the south , Weighing the youthful season of the year . Some two months hence , up higher toward the north He first presents his fire ; and the high east ...
Here , as I point my sword , the sun arises ; Which is a great way growing on the south , Weighing the youthful season of the year . Some two months hence , up higher toward the north He first presents his fire ; and the high east ...
Pągina 43
Stoop , Romans , stoop , And let us bathe our hands in Cęsar's blood Up to the elbows , and besmear our swords : Then walk we forth , even to the market place ; And , waving our red weapons o'er our heads , Let's all cry , Peace !
Stoop , Romans , stoop , And let us bathe our hands in Cęsar's blood Up to the elbows , and besmear our swords : Then walk we forth , even to the market place ; And , waving our red weapons o'er our heads , Let's all cry , Peace !
Pągina 45
As Cęsar's death's hour ; nor no instrument Of balf that worth , as those your swords , made rich With the most noble blood of all this world . I do beseech ye , if you bear me hard , Now , whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke ...
As Cęsar's death's hour ; nor no instrument Of balf that worth , as those your swords , made rich With the most noble blood of all this world . I do beseech ye , if you bear me hard , Now , whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke ...
Pągina 75
Look ; I draw a sword against conspirators ; When think you that the sword goes up again ? — Never , till Cęsar's three and twenty wounds Be well aveng'd ; or till another Cęsar Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors . Bru .
Look ; I draw a sword against conspirators ; When think you that the sword goes up again ? — Never , till Cęsar's three and twenty wounds Be well aveng'd ; or till another Cęsar Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors . Bru .
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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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