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Pagina 19
When think you that the sword goes up again ?Never , till Cæsar's three and thirty wounds Be well aveng'd ; or till another Cæsar Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors . Bru . Cæsar , thou canst not die by traitors ' hands ...
When think you that the sword goes up again ?Never , till Cæsar's three and thirty wounds Be well aveng'd ; or till another Cæsar Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors . Bru . Cæsar , thou canst not die by traitors ' hands ...
Pagina 47
[ Falls on his sword . ] Thus I do escape the sorrow Of Antony's death . [ Dies . Thrice nobler than myself ! Ant . Thou teachest me , O valiant Eros , what I should , and thou could'st not . My Queen and Eros Have , by their brave ...
[ Falls on his sword . ] Thus I do escape the sorrow Of Antony's death . [ Dies . Thrice nobler than myself ! Ant . Thou teachest me , O valiant Eros , what I should , and thou could'st not . My Queen and Eros Have , by their brave ...
Pagina 101
Thou liest , abhorred tyrant ; with my sword I'll prove the lie thou speakest . [ They fight , and young SEYWARD is slain . Macb . Thou wast born of woman.But swords I smile at , weapons laugh to scorn , Brandish'd by man that's of a ...
Thou liest , abhorred tyrant ; with my sword I'll prove the lie thou speakest . [ They fight , and young SEYWARD is slain . Macb . Thou wast born of woman.But swords I smile at , weapons laugh to scorn , Brandish'd by man that's of a ...
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