Shakespeare's Julius CaesarMacmillan, 1900 - 205ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... words 160 170 Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus . Bru . The games are done and C©¡sar is returning . Cas . As they pass by , pluck Casca by the sleeve ; And he will , after his sour fashion , tell 12 [ ACT I. JULIUS CESAR.
... words 160 170 Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus . Bru . The games are done and C©¡sar is returning . Cas . As they pass by , pluck Casca by the sleeve ; And he will , after his sour fashion , tell 12 [ ACT I. JULIUS CESAR.
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... fire . Either there is a civil strife in heaven , Or else the world too saucy with the gods Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any thing more wonderful ¡Æ ? 10 Casca . A common slave ¡ª sight- you know him Sc . III ...
... fire . Either there is a civil strife in heaven , Or else the world too saucy with the gods Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any thing more wonderful ¡Æ ? 10 Casca . A common slave ¡ª sight- you know him Sc . III ...
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... fire remained unscorched . Besides I ha ' not since put up my sword Against the Capitol I met a lion , Who glazed upon me , and went surly by , Without annoying me : and there were drawn ¡Æ Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women ...
... fire remained unscorched . Besides I ha ' not since put up my sword Against the Capitol I met a lion , Who glazed upon me , and went surly by , Without annoying me : and there were drawn ¡Æ Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women ...
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... fires , why all these gliding ghosts Why birds and beasts from quality and kind , ¡Æ Why old men fool and children calculate , Why all these things change from their ordinance ¡Æ Their natures and preformed faculties To monstrous quality ...
... fires , why all these gliding ghosts Why birds and beasts from quality and kind , ¡Æ Why old men fool and children calculate , Why all these things change from their ordinance ¡Æ Their natures and preformed faculties To monstrous quality ...
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... fire Begin it with weak straws : what trash is Rome , What rubbish and what offal , when it serves For the base matter to illuminate So vile a thing as C©¡sar ! But , O grief , Where hast thou led me ? I perhaps speak this Before a ...
... fire Begin it with weak straws : what trash is Rome , What rubbish and what offal , when it serves For the base matter to illuminate So vile a thing as C©¡sar ! But , O grief , Where hast thou led me ? I perhaps speak this Before a ...
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ABBOTT Alarum answered art thou battle bear blood Brutus and Cassius Brutus's Caes Caesar Caius Ligarius Calpurnia Capitol Casca Cato Cicero Cinna Clitus C©«s conspirators crown danger death doth edition Elizabethan enemy English Enter BRUTUS Exeunt Exit eyes fear feast of Lupercal fire Flavius follow Fourth Cit give gods hand hear heart honor ides of March John Shakespeare Julius C©¡sar Lepidus Ligarius live look lord Lucilius Marcus Brutus Mark Antony Marullus means Messala Metellus Cimber mighty night noble Brutus Octavius Peace Philippi Pindarus play plucked PLUTARCH poet Pompey Pompey's Portia Publius Re-enter LUCIUS Roman Rome SCENE School Senate Shakespeare shout sick slain Soothsayer speak speech spirit stand Strato sword syllable tell thee things Third Cit thou art Titinius to-day Trebonius unto verb verse Volumnius William Shakespeare words wrong
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76 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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; I only speak right on. I tell you that which you yourselves do know, Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me.
86 ÆäÀÌÁö - And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
118 ÆäÀÌÁö - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
72 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
70 ÆäÀÌÁö - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, — not without cause: What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
14 ÆäÀÌÁö - He reads much; He is a great observer and he looks Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing.
90 ÆäÀÌÁö - I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast: within, a heart Dearer than 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 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest,— For Brutus is an honorable man; So are they all, all honorable men,— Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man.
74 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...
70 ÆäÀÌÁö - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.