The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone, Volum 7 |
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Pàgina 161
If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet , ' Tis sworn between us , we shall ever
strike Till one can do no more . All . The gods assist you ! Auf . And keep your
honours safe ! 1. Sen. Farewel . 2. Sen. Farewel . All , Farewel . [ Exeunts SCENE
III .
If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet , ' Tis sworn between us , we shall ever
strike Till one can do no more . All . The gods assist you ! Auf . And keep your
honours safe ! 1. Sen. Farewel . 2. Sen. Farewel . All , Farewel . [ Exeunts SCENE
III .
Pàgina 166
Re - enter MARCIUS ?. Mar. All the contagion of the south light on you , You
shames of Rome ? you herd of - Boils and plaguess Plaster you o'er ; that you
may be abhorr'd Farther than feen , and one infect another Against the wind a
mile !
Re - enter MARCIUS ?. Mar. All the contagion of the south light on you , You
shames of Rome ? you herd of - Boils and plaguess Plaster you o'er ; that you
may be abhorr'd Farther than feen , and one infect another Against the wind a
mile !
Pàgina 171
The citizens of Corioli have issued , And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle : I
saw our party to their trenches driven , And then I came away . Com . Though
thou speak'lt truth , Methinks , thou speak'it not well . How long is't since ? Mef .
The citizens of Corioli have issued , And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle : I
saw our party to their trenches driven , And then I came away . Com . Though
thou speak'lt truth , Methinks , thou speak'it not well . How long is't since ? Mef .
Pàgina 184
Not according to the prayer of the people , for they love not Marcius . Sic . Nature
teaches beasts to know their friends . Men . Pray you ' , who does the wolf love ?
Sic . The lamb . Men . Ay , to devour him ; as the hungry plebeians would the ...
Not according to the prayer of the people , for they love not Marcius . Sic . Nature
teaches beasts to know their friends . Men . Pray you ' , who does the wolf love ?
Sic . The lamb . Men . Ay , to devour him ; as the hungry plebeians would the ...
Pàgina 228
Let's hear our tribune : -Peace . Speak , speak , speak . Sic . You are at point to
lose your liberties : Marcius would have all from you ; Marcius , Whom late you
have nam'd for consul . Men . Fie , fie , fie ! This is the way to kindle , not to
quench .
Let's hear our tribune : -Peace . Speak , speak , speak . Sic . You are at point to
lose your liberties : Marcius would have all from you ; Marcius , Whom late you
have nam'd for consul . Men . Fie , fie , fie ! This is the way to kindle , not to
quench .
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 374 - 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 372 - 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 371 - 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 91 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 317 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Pàgina 377 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Pàgina 367 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times.
Pàgina 375 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look! in this place ran Cassius...
Pàgina 316 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Pàgina 561 - 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.