 | William Shakespeare - 1989 - 1286 pàgines
...his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statua, Which all the while ran blood, ! PETRUCHIO. And you, good sir! Pray, have you not...Katharina, fair and virtuous? BAPTISTA. I have a daugh flourish! over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious... | |
 | Allardyce Nicoll - 2002 - 196 pàgines
...grief; while, when later he succeeds in moving the crowd to compassion, he returns to the same theme: O, now you weep and I perceive you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. But Jonson ignored all this, took the words out of their context and held... | |
 | David Mahony - 2003 - 296 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!...fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. (197) O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Kind souls,... | |
 | McGuffey - 2003 - 484 pàgines
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 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 92 pàgines
...noble Caesar saw him stab, It burst his mighty heart. Great Caesar fell. Oh, what a fall there was, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, While bloody treason rose up over us. Oh, now you weep, and I know that you feel The force of pity.... | |
 | James Zager, William Shakespeare - 2005 - 70 pàgines
...noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquish'd him. Then the great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!...fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. 0 now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity. These are gracious drops. Kind souls, what... | |
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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. 
