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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and ..., Volum 8
Visualitzaciˇ completa - 1817
Andronicus Antony Apem appear Attendants bear better blood bring brother Brutus CŠs CŠsar Casca Cassius Char Cleo Cleopatra comes dead dear death dost doth emperor Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes face fall fear follow fool fortune friends give gods gold gone hand hath hear heart heaven hold honour JOHNSON keep king Lavinia leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcus Mark master means nature never night noble once peace play Poet poor pray present queen Roman Rome SCENE Senators Serv Sold soldier sons speak stand stay STEEVENS strange sweet sword tears tell thee thine thing thou thou art thou hast thought Timon Titus tongue true turn WARBURTON wrong
PÓgina 48 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, 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?
PÓgina 17 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
PÓgina 49 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
PÓgina 5 - Help me, Cassius, or I sink.' I, as ./Eneas, our great ancestor, Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear ; so, from the waves of Tiber...
PÓgina 41 - 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...
PÓgina 54 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
PÓgina 39 - 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.
PÓgina 42 - Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. 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.