The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Volum 6 |
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Pàgina 4
I say unto you , what he hath done famously , he did it to that end ; though soft - conscienc'd Men can be content to say , it was for his Country : he did it to please his Mother , and to be partly proud ; which he is , even to the ...
I say unto you , what he hath done famously , he did it to that end ; though soft - conscienc'd Men can be content to say , it was for his Country : he did it to please his Mother , and to be partly proud ; which he is , even to the ...
Pàgina 8
And though that all at once , You , my good Friends , ( this says the belly ) mark me2 Cit . Ay , Şir , well , well . Men . Though all at once cannot See what I do deliver out to each , Yet I can make my audit up , that all From me do ...
And though that all at once , You , my good Friends , ( this says the belly ) mark me2 Cit . Ay , Şir , well , well . Men . Though all at once cannot See what I do deliver out to each , Yet I can make my audit up , that all From me do ...
Pàgina 10
Hang ' em : they say ! They'll fit by th ' fire , and presume to know What's done i'th ' Capitol ; who's ... But , I beseech you , What says the other troop ? Mar. They are diffolv'd ; hang ' em , They said they were an hungry , ligh'd ...
Hang ' em : they say ! They'll fit by th ' fire , and presume to know What's done i'th ' Capitol ; who's ... But , I beseech you , What says the other troop ? Mar. They are diffolv'd ; hang ' em , They said they were an hungry , ligh'd ...
Pàgina 29
No more , I say ; For that I have not wash'd my Nose that bled , Or foil'd some debile wretch , which , without note Here's many else have done ; you shout me forth In acclamations hyperbolical ; As if I lov'd , my little should be ...
No more , I say ; For that I have not wash'd my Nose that bled , Or foil'd some debile wretch , which , without note Here's many else have done ; you shout me forth In acclamations hyperbolical ; As if I lov'd , my little should be ...
Pàgina 33
I can't say , your Worships have deliver'd the matter well , when I find the ass in compound with the major part of your fyllables ; and tho I must be content to bear with those , that say , you are reverend grave men ; yet they lie ...
I can't say , your Worships have deliver'd the matter well , when I find the ass in compound with the major part of your fyllables ; and tho I must be content to bear with those , that say , you are reverend grave men ; yet they lie ...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 169 - 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 172 - 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 129 - 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 128 - 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 240 - 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 130 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was...
Pàgina 130 - 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 241 - ... 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 174 - 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 170 - 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.