The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pagina 58
... present My honeft grief to him ; and , as my Lord , Still ferve him with my life . My deareft mafter Tim . Away ! what art thou ? Flav . Have you forgot me , Sir ? Tim . Why doft afk that ? I have forgot all men . Then if thou granteft ...
... present My honeft grief to him ; and , as my Lord , Still ferve him with my life . My deareft mafter Tim . Away ! what art thou ? Flav . Have you forgot me , Sir ? Tim . Why doft afk that ? I have forgot all men . Then if thou granteft ...
Pagina 143
... present My throat to thee , and to thy ancient malice : Which not to cut , would fhew thee but a fool , Since I have ever follow'd thee with hate , Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breaft , And cannot live , but to thy fhame ...
... present My throat to thee , and to thy ancient malice : Which not to cut , would fhew thee but a fool , Since I have ever follow'd thee with hate , Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breaft , And cannot live , but to thy fhame ...
Pagina 179
... present , I would not ( fo with love I might intreat you ) Be any further mov'd . What you have said , I will confider ; what you have to fay , I will with patience hear , and find a time Both meet to hear , and answer fuch high things ...
... present , I would not ( fo with love I might intreat you ) Be any further mov'd . What you have said , I will confider ; what you have to fay , I will with patience hear , and find a time Both meet to hear , and answer fuch high things ...
Pagina 207
... present act , You fee we do ; yet fee you but our hands , And this the bleeding bufinefs they have done : Our hearts you fee not , they are pitiful ; And pity to the general wrong of Rome , ( As fire drives out fire , fo pity , pity ) ...
... present act , You fee we do ; yet fee you but our hands , And this the bleeding bufinefs they have done : Our hearts you fee not , they are pitiful ; And pity to the general wrong of Rome , ( As fire drives out fire , fo pity , pity ) ...
Pagina 250
... present pleasure , By revolution lowring does become The oppofite of it felf ; fhe's good , being gone ; The hand could pluck her back , that fhov'd her on . I must from this enchanting Queen break off . Ten thoufand harms , more than ...
... present pleasure , By revolution lowring does become The oppofite of it felf ; fhe's good , being gone ; The hand could pluck her back , that fhov'd her on . I must from this enchanting Queen break off . Ten thoufand harms , more than ...
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Pagina 217 - 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: I only speak right on...
Pagina 179 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Pagina 213 - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable 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 ! — Bear with me ; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Pagina 198 - 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.
Pagina 241 - 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!
Pagina 336 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...
Pagina 222 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, 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...
Pagina 211 - Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him : but, as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition.
Pagina 178 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Pagina 328 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.