Shakespeare's Tragedy of Julius CaesarDent, 1903 - 131ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... ' twas bold , nor would you now That liberty to vulgar wits allow , Which works by magic supernatural things ; But Shakespeare's power sacred as a King's DRYDEN . FBADEZ Zoidw ot lod SHAKESPEARE'S TRAGEDY OF JULIUS C¨¡SAR FOXD-
... ' twas bold , nor would you now That liberty to vulgar wits allow , Which works by magic supernatural things ; But Shakespeare's power sacred as a King's DRYDEN . FBADEZ Zoidw ot lod SHAKESPEARE'S TRAGEDY OF JULIUS C¨¡SAR FOXD-
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... things ! O you hard hearts , you cruel men of Rome , Knew you not Pompey ? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements , To towers and windows , yea , to chimney - tops , Your infants in your arms , and there have ...
... things ! O you hard hearts , you cruel men of Rome , Knew you not Pompey ? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements , To towers and windows , yea , to chimney - tops , Your infants in your arms , and there have ...
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... things . Cas . " Tis just : And it is very much lamented , Brutus , That you have no such mirrors as will turn Your hidden worthiness into your eye , That you might see your shadow . I have heard Where many of the best respect in Rome ...
... things . Cas . " Tis just : And it is very much lamented , Brutus , That you have no such mirrors as will turn Your hidden worthiness into your eye , That you might see your shadow . I have heard Where many of the best respect in Rome ...
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... thing as I myself . I was born free as C©¡sar ; so were you : We both have fed as well , and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he : For once , upon a raw and gusty day , The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores , C©¡sar ...
... thing as I myself . I was born free as C©¡sar ; so were you : We both have fed as well , and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he : For once , upon a raw and gusty day , The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores , C©¡sar ...
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... things . 170 Till then , my noble friend , chew upon this : Brutus had rather be a villager Than to repute himself a son of Rome Under these hard conditions as this time Is like to lay upon us . Cas . I am glad that my weak words Have ...
... things . 170 Till then , my noble friend , chew upon this : Brutus had rather be a villager Than to repute himself a son of Rome Under these hard conditions as this time Is like to lay upon us . Cas . I am glad that my weak words Have ...
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3 ÆäÀÌÁö - Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
74 ÆäÀÌÁö - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts; I am no orator, as Brutus is; But as you know me all, a plain blunt man. That love my friend: and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood...
67 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
26 ÆäÀÌÁö - It must be by his death : and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd : — How that might change his nature, there's the question : It is the bright day that brings forth the adder ; And that craves wary walking.
3 ÆäÀÌÁö - To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores? And do you now put on your best attire? And do you now cull out a holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
63 ÆäÀÌÁö - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers ! Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times.
73 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him : then burst his mighty heart ; And, in 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 ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us.
89 ÆäÀÌÁö - Plutus' mine, richer than gold : If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth ; I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart : Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for. I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.
70 ÆäÀÌÁö - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. 0 masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage...
72 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...