Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. PericlesHilliard, Gray,, 1836 |
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... praying on his side , Because I knew the man , were slighted off . Bru . You wronged yourself to write in such a case . Cas . In such a time as this , it is not meet That every nice ' offence should bear his comment . Bru . Let me tell ...
... praying on his side , Because I knew the man , were slighted off . Bru . You wronged yourself to write in such a case . Cas . In such a time as this , it is not meet That every nice ' offence should bear his comment . Bru . Let me tell ...
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... pray you , sirs , lie in my tent , and sleep ; It may be I shall raise you by and by On business to my brother Cassius . Var . So please you , we will stand , and watch your pleasure . Bru . I will not have it so : lie down , good sirs ...
... pray you , sirs , lie in my tent , and sleep ; It may be I shall raise you by and by On business to my brother Cassius . Var . So please you , we will stand , and watch your pleasure . Bru . I will not have it so : lie down , good sirs ...
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... prayed him for the studies sake which brought them acquainted together , that he would helpe him to put his hande to his sword , to thrust it in him to kill him . Volumnius de- nied his request , and so did many others : and amongest ...
... prayed him for the studies sake which brought them acquainted together , that he would helpe him to put his hande to his sword , to thrust it in him to kill him . Volumnius de- nied his request , and so did many others : and amongest ...
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... pray thee , Hold thou my sword - hilts , ' whilst I run on it . Vol . That's not an office for a friend , my lord . [ Alarum still . joyceth my hart that no one of my friends hath failed me at my neede , and I do not complayne of my ...
... pray thee , Hold thou my sword - hilts , ' whilst I run on it . Vol . That's not an office for a friend , my lord . [ Alarum still . joyceth my hart that no one of my friends hath failed me at my neede , and I do not complayne of my ...
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... Pray then , foresee me one . Sooth . You shall be yet far fairer than you are . Char . He means , in flesh . Iras . No , you shall paint when you are old . Char . Wrinkles forbid ! Alex . Vex not his prescience ; be attentive . Char ...
... Pray then , foresee me one . Sooth . You shall be yet far fairer than you are . Char . He means , in flesh . Iras . No , you shall paint when you are old . Char . Wrinkles forbid ! Alex . Vex not his prescience ; be attentive . Char ...
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Andronicus Bassianus Bawd better blood Boult brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleon Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline dead death deed DIONYZA dost doth emendation emperor empress ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fortune friends give gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honor Iach Imogen Julius Cæsar king lady Lavinia Lepidus live look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Marcus Marina Mark Antony means mistress never night noble Octavia old copy reads Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio Plutarch Pompey Posthumus pray prince prince of Tyre queen revenge Roman Rome SCENE Shakspeare speak Steevens sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus unto villain weep word
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60 페이지 - 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 poor dumb mouths...
60 페이지 - 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.
56 페이지 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man. 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.
37 페이지 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
121 페이지 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
54 페이지 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
67 페이지 - I an itching palm ? You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last. Bru. The name of Cassius honors this corruption. And chastisement doth therefore hide his head. Cos. Chastisement ! Bru. Remember March, the ides of March remember ! Did not great Julius bleed for justice...
57 페이지 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, 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!
45 페이지 - Tis furnished well with men, And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive ; Yet, in the number, I do know but one That unassailable holds on his rank, Unshaked of motion; and, that I am he, Let me a little show it, even in this ; That I was constant, Cimber should be banished, And constant do remain to keep him so.
13 페이지 - Tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their color fly ; * And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world, Did lose his lustre. I did hear him groan ; Ay, and that tongue of his, that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried, Give me some drink, Titinius ; As a sick girl.