The Dramatic Works: Of Shakespeare, in Six Volumes; with Notes by Joseph Rann, ...at the Clarendon Press, M DCC LXXXVI. To be had of Mess. Rivington, London; Mess. Prince and Cooke and C. Selwin Rann, Oxford; and of Mess. Pearson and Rollason, Birmingham, 1786 |
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... Cleo . If it be love indeed , tell me how much . Ant . There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd . Cleo . I'll fet da bourn how far to be belov'd . Ant . Then must thou needs find out new heaven , new earth . Enter an Attendant ...
... Cleo . If it be love indeed , tell me how much . Ant . There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd . Cleo . I'll fet da bourn how far to be belov'd . Ant . Then must thou needs find out new heaven , new earth . Enter an Attendant ...
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... Cleo . Excellent falfhood ! Why did he marry Fulvia , and not love her ? I'll feem the fool I am not . Will be himself . i Antony Ant . But stirr'd by Cleopatra.- [ Afide . Now , for the love of love , and his foft hours , Let's not ...
... Cleo . Excellent falfhood ! Why did he marry Fulvia , and not love her ? I'll feem the fool I am not . Will be himself . i Antony Ant . But stirr'd by Cleopatra.- [ Afide . Now , for the love of love , and his foft hours , Let's not ...
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... Cleo . Saw you my lord ? Eno . No , lady . Cleo . Was he not here ? Char . No , madam . Cleo . He was difpos'd to mirth ; but on the fudden A Roman thought hath ftruck him . - Enobarbus- Eno . Madam . Cleo . Seek him , and bring him ...
... Cleo . Saw you my lord ? Eno . No , lady . Cleo . Was he not here ? Char . No , madam . Cleo . He was difpos'd to mirth ; but on the fudden A Roman thought hath ftruck him . - Enobarbus- Eno . Madam . Cleo . Seek him , and bring him ...
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... Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not fee him fince . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : - ' I did not fend you : -If you find him fad , Say , I am dancing ; if in mirth , report That I am fudden fick : Quick , and ...
... Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not fee him fince . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : - ' I did not fend you : -If you find him fad , Say , I am dancing ; if in mirth , report That I am fudden fick : Quick , and ...
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... Cleo . O , never was there queen ' So mightily betray'd ! Yet , at the first , I faw the treasons planted . Ant . Cleopatra , - Cleo . Why should I think , you can be mine , and true , Though you ' in swearing shake the throned gods ...
... Cleo . O , never was there queen ' So mightily betray'd ! Yet , at the first , I faw the treasons planted . Ant . Cleopatra , - Cleo . Why should I think , you can be mine , and true , Though you ' in swearing shake the throned gods ...
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202 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.
195 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.
166 ÆäÀÌÁö - It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
155 ÆäÀÌÁö - Would he were fatter ; but I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius.
489 ÆäÀÌÁö - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
216 ÆäÀÌÁö - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
361 ÆäÀÌÁö - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
200 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable 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 honourable man.
202 ÆäÀÌÁö - It will inflame you, it will make you mad: 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
153 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.