The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Volum 6A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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Pàgina 349
... Clot . If my fhirt were bloody , then to fhift itA Have I hurt him ? 2 Lord . No , faith : Not fo much as his patience . [ Afide . I Lord . Hurt him ? his body's a paffable carkafs , if he be not hurt . It is a thorough - fare for fteel ...
... Clot . If my fhirt were bloody , then to fhift itA Have I hurt him ? 2 Lord . No , faith : Not fo much as his patience . [ Afide . I Lord . Hurt him ? his body's a paffable carkafs , if he be not hurt . It is a thorough - fare for fteel ...
Pàgina 350
... Clot . Nay , come , let's go together . v aded fuzi za find b u de 2 Lord . Well , my Lord , ou l 3131 975 l 1001 [ Exeunt Imo . I A SCENE , Imogen's Apartments . NA then adora sred bloow Ind Enter Imogen , and Pifaniod mo T mid nogu ...
... Clot . Nay , come , let's go together . v aded fuzi za find b u de 2 Lord . Well , my Lord , ou l 3131 975 l 1001 [ Exeunt Imo . I A SCENE , Imogen's Apartments . NA then adora sred bloow Ind Enter Imogen , and Pifaniod mo T mid nogu ...
Pàgina 367
... Clot . When a gentleman is difpos'd to fwear , it is not for any ftanders - by to curtail his oaths . 2 Lord . No , my lord : nor crop the ears Ha ? of them . [ afide . Glot . 1 Clot . Whorfon dog ! I give him fatisfaction CYMBELINE ...
... Clot . When a gentleman is difpos'd to fwear , it is not for any ftanders - by to curtail his oaths . 2 Lord . No , my lord : nor crop the ears Ha ? of them . [ afide . Glot . 1 Clot . Whorfon dog ! I give him fatisfaction CYMBELINE ...
Pàgina 368
... Clot . I am not vext more at any thing in the earth , -a pox on't ! I had rather not be fo noble as I am ; they dare ... Clot . Say'ft thou ? પાક 1 [ afide . 2 Lord . It is not fit your lordship fhould undertake every companion , that ...
... Clot . I am not vext more at any thing in the earth , -a pox on't ! I had rather not be fo noble as I am ; they dare ... Clot . Say'ft thou ? પાક 1 [ afide . 2 Lord . It is not fit your lordship fhould undertake every companion , that ...
Pàgina 372
... Clot . It would make any man cold to lofe I Lord . But not every man patient , after the noble temper of your lordship ; you are moft hot , and fu- rious , when you win . nto Clot . Winning will put any man into courage : If I could get ...
... Clot . It would make any man cold to lofe I Lord . But not every man patient , after the noble temper of your lordship ; you are moft hot , and fu- rious , when you win . nto Clot . Winning will put any man into courage : If I could get ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 171 - 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.
Pàgina 174 - 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 131 - 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 130 - 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 242 - 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 132 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was...
Pàgina 132 - 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 243 - ... silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Pàgina 176 - 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 ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Pàgina 172 - 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.