Poems on Several Occasions: To which are Added, the Tragedies of Julius Caesar, and Marcus Brutus. By John Sheffield, ...
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John Sheffield Duke of Buckingham
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John Sheffield Buckingham
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John Sheffield Buckingham
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againſt ANTONY appear arms bear beauty beſt better blood body BRUTUS CAESAR cares CASCA CASSIUS cauſe charms CITIZEN danger dear death doubt Enter ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fall fame fate fault fear fhall fight fince fire firſt foes fome force foul fuch gentle give Gods grief hand happy hear heart Heav'n himſelf hold honour hope itſelf joys juft JUNIA juſt kill kind laſt leave liberty live look LUCILIUS mankind mean mind moſt move muſt nature never night noble once pain pity pleaſure poor PORTIA pow'r praiſe rage reaſon reſt Roman Rome SCENE ſhall ſhould ſtill tears tell tender thee theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thoughts VARIUS virtue Whofe wife worthy wretched yield
Pàgina 197 - O what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. 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?
Pàgina 195 - 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 196 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For if you should, O, what would come of it!
Pàgina 144 - 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 86 - Read Homer once, and you can read no more ; For all books else appear so mean, so poor, Verse will seem prose : but still persist to read. And Homer will be all the books you need.
Pàgina 62 - I as wife as many of my fex : But time and you may bolder thoughts infpire ; And I, perhaps, may yield to your defire.
Pàgina 197 - 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 62 - For now my Pen has tir'd my tender Hand : My Woman knows the Secret of my Heart, And may hereafter better News impart.
Pàgina 85 - A work of such inestimable worth, There are but two the world has yet brought forth ! HOMER and VIRGIL ! with what...
Pàgina 205 - But here our author, befides other faults Of ill expreffions, and of vulgar thoughts, Commits one crime that needs an act of grace, And breaks the law of unity of place...