The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 35
Oh , here's Servilius ; now we shall have some answer . Ser . If I might beseech
you , gentlemen , to repair some other hour , I should derive much from it . For
take it of my soul , My Lord leans wondrously to discontent : His comfortable
temper ...
Oh , here's Servilius ; now we shall have some answer . Ser . If I might beseech
you , gentlemen , to repair some other hour , I should derive much from it . For
take it of my soul , My Lord leans wondrously to discontent : His comfortable
temper ...
Pàgina 75
The belly answer'd 2 Cit . Well , Sir , what answer made the belly ? Men . Sir , I
shall tell you : with a kind of smile , Which ne'er came from the lungs , but even
thus( For look you , I may make the belly smile , As well as speak ) it tauntingly ...
The belly answer'd 2 Cit . Well , Sir , what answer made the belly ? Men . Sir , I
shall tell you : with a kind of smile , Which ne'er came from the lungs , but even
thus( For look you , I may make the belly smile , As well as speak ) it tauntingly ...
Pàgina 76
Your belly's answer - - what ? The kingly crowned head , the vigilant eye , The
counsellor heart , the arm our foldier , Our steed the leg , the tongue our
trumpeter ; With other muniments and petty helps In this our fabrick , if that they
Men .
Your belly's answer - - what ? The kingly crowned head , the vigilant eye , The
counsellor heart , the arm our foldier , Our steed the leg , the tongue our
trumpeter ; With other muniments and petty helps In this our fabrick , if that they
Men .
Pàgina 224
Should I have answer'd Caius Caffius fo ? When Marcus Brutus grows so
covetous , To lock such rascal counters from his friends , Be ready , Gods , with
all your thunderbolts , Dash him to pieces ! Caf . I deny'd you not . Bru , You did .
Caf .
Should I have answer'd Caius Caffius fo ? When Marcus Brutus grows so
covetous , To lock such rascal counters from his friends , Be ready , Gods , with
all your thunderbolts , Dash him to pieces ! Caf . I deny'd you not . Bru , You did .
Caf .
Pàgina 301
Ant . Is that his answer ? Amb . Ay , my Lord . Ant . The Queen Shall then have
courtesie , so she will yield Us up . Amb . My Lord , he says so . Ant . Let her know
't . To the boy Cæfar send this grizled head , And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
...
Ant . Is that his answer ? Amb . Ay , my Lord . Ant . The Queen Shall then have
courtesie , so she will yield Us up . Amb . My Lord , he says so . Ant . Let her know
't . To the boy Cæfar send this grizled head , And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
...
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The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1747 |
The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1747 |
The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1747 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 188 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Pàgina 198 - 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 241 - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Pàgina 179 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Pàgina 178 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Pàgina 223 - 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 ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Pàgina 216 - 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.
Pàgina 178 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Pàgina 245 - 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 211 - Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? 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. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition.