 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 pàgines
...20 Which all the while ran blood, great Caesai fell. 0, what a fall was there, my countrymen 1 1'hen 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 1 he dint of pity ' : these are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 pàgines
...his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the while ran blood) great Caesar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen...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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 pàgines
...mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the. while ran blood) great Caesar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen...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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 pàgines
...his face} Even at the base of Pompy's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. Oh ! what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I and...you weep ; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; these are gracious crops. Kind souls; what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded... | |
 | J. H. Rice - 1808 - 520 pàgines
...joiPompey's statu^/, S . .• . .? i •» \ "\Yhich all the,w;hiie ran blood, great Ctetftlr fell.. ' Oh, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! — Then, I,...you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason llourish'd over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 378 pàgines
...mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statua,1 'Which all the while ran blood,2 great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen...you, and all of us fell down, 'Whilst bloody treason flourish'd3 over us. O, now you weep.; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity :4 these are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 384 pàgines
...muffling up his lace, Even at the base of Pompey's suuui,1 / Which all the while ran blood,2 great Cxsar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then...you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd3 over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity :4 these are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 382 pàgines
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Fompey's statua,1 Which all the while ran blood,2 great Ca:sar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'di over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity :4 these are gracious... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 336 pàgines
...his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen...you, and all of us fell down; Whilst bloody treason Itourisli'd over us. O, now you weep ! and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; these are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 392 pàgines
...mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey Vstatua, •Which all the while ran blood t great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I , and you , and all of us it'll down, "Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over. us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel... | |
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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. 
