The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 214
I will not do them wrong : I rather chuse To wrong the dead , to wrong my self and
you , Than I will wrong such honourable men . But here's a parchment , with the
seal of Cæsar , I found it in his closet , ' tis his Will ; Let but the Commons hear ...
I will not do them wrong : I rather chuse To wrong the dead , to wrong my self and
you , Than I will wrong such honourable men . But here's a parchment , with the
seal of Cæsar , I found it in his closet , ' tis his Will ; Let but the Commons hear ...
Pàgina 238
Look , if he have not crown's dead Caffius ! Bru . Are yet two Romans living fuch
as these ? Thou last of all the Romans ! fare thee well ; It is impossible that ever
Rome Should breed thy fellow . Friends , I owe more tears To this dead man ,
than ...
Look , if he have not crown's dead Caffius ! Bru . Are yet two Romans living fuch
as these ? Thou last of all the Romans ! fare thee well ; It is impossible that ever
Rome Should breed thy fellow . Friends , I owe more tears To this dead man ,
than ...
Pàgina 251
Ant . Dead . Æno . Why , Sir , give the Gods a thankful facrifice : when it pleaseth
their deities to take the wife of a man from him , they shew to man the tailors of the
earth ' ; comforting him therein , that when old robes are worn out , there are ...
Ant . Dead . Æno . Why , Sir , give the Gods a thankful facrifice : when it pleaseth
their deities to take the wife of a man from him , they shew to man the tailors of the
earth ' ; comforting him therein , that when old robes are worn out , there are ...
Pàgina 321
How , not yet dead ? not dead ? The guard - bow ! oh dispatch me ! SCENE XII .
Enter Dercetas and Guard . i Guard , What's the noise ? Ant . I've done my work ill
, friends ; O make an end Of what I have begun . 2 Guard . The star is fall'n .
How , not yet dead ? not dead ? The guard - bow ! oh dispatch me ! SCENE XII .
Enter Dercetas and Guard . i Guard , What's the noise ? Ant . I've done my work ill
, friends ; O make an end Of what I have begun . 2 Guard . The star is fall'n .
Pàgina 338
All dead ! Dal . Cæfar , thy thoughts Touch their effects in this ; thy self art coming
To see perform'd the dreaded act which thou So fought'st to hinder . Enter Cæfar
and Attendants , An , Make way there , way for Cæfar . Dol . Oh , Sir , you are ...
All dead ! Dal . Cæfar , thy thoughts Touch their effects in this ; thy self art coming
To see perform'd the dreaded act which thou So fought'st to hinder . Enter Cæfar
and Attendants , An , Make way there , way for Cæfar . Dol . Oh , Sir , you are ...
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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.