The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volum 7C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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Pàgina 8
... look upon Cæfar . Caf . What fay'ft thou to me now ? fpeak once again . Secth . Beware the Ides of Marchat Caf . He is a dreamer , let us leave him ; pafs . [ Exeunt . Cæfar and Train . Manent Brutus and Caffius . Cef . Will you go fie ...
... look upon Cæfar . Caf . What fay'ft thou to me now ? fpeak once again . Secth . Beware the Ides of Marchat Caf . He is a dreamer , let us leave him ; pafs . [ Exeunt . Cæfar and Train . Manent Brutus and Caffius . Cef . Will you go fie ...
Pàgina 10
... look on death indifferently : ( 3 ) For , let the Gods fo fpeed me , as I love The name of honour , more than I fear death . Caf . I know that virtue to be in you , Brutus , As well as I do know your outward favour . Well , honour is ...
... look on death indifferently : ( 3 ) For , let the Gods fo fpeed me , as I love The name of honour , more than I fear death . Caf . I know that virtue to be in you , Brutus , As well as I do know your outward favour . Well , honour is ...
Pàgina 13
... look you , Caffius , The angry spot doth glow on Cafar's brow , And all the reft look like a chidden train . Calphurnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero Looks with fuch ferret , and fuch fiery eyes , As we have seen him in the capitol ...
... look you , Caffius , The angry spot doth glow on Cafar's brow , And all the reft look like a chidden train . Calphurnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero Looks with fuch ferret , and fuch fiery eyes , As we have seen him in the capitol ...
Pàgina 14
... looks fo fad . Cafca . Why , you were with him , were you not ? Bru . I fhould not then afk , Cafca what had chanc'd . Cafca . Why , there was a crown offer'd him ; and being offer'd him , he put it by with the back of his hand thus ...
... looks fo fad . Cafca . Why , you were with him , were you not ? Bru . I fhould not then afk , Cafca what had chanc'd . Cafca . Why , there was a crown offer'd him ; and being offer'd him , he put it by with the back of his hand thus ...
Pàgina 15
... look you ith ' face again . But thofe , that understood him , fmil'd at one another , and shook their heads ; ' but for mine own part , it was Greek to me . I could tell you more news too : Marallus and Flavius , for pulling fcarfs off ...
... look you ith ' face again . But thofe , that understood him , fmil'd at one another , and shook their heads ; ' but for mine own part , it was Greek to me . I could tell you more news too : Marallus and Flavius , for pulling fcarfs off ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 33 - 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 331 - And posts, like the commandment of a King, Sans check, to good and bad: but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea. shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture!
Pàgina 49 - 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.
Pàgina 54 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend...
Pàgina 22 - 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 10 - 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.
Pàgina 113 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool. And what they undid, did. AGR. O, rare for Antony! ENO. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Pàgina 53 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
Pàgina 7 - And do you now put on your best attire? And do you now cull out a holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Pàgina 372 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.