The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Volumul 6A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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Pagina 71
... Wife , your Son , these Senators , the Nobles . And you will rather fhew our general lowts How you can frown , than spend a fawn upon ' em , For the inheritance of their loves , and fafeguard Of what that Want might ruin ! Men . Noble ...
... Wife , your Son , these Senators , the Nobles . And you will rather fhew our general lowts How you can frown , than spend a fawn upon ' em , For the inheritance of their loves , and fafeguard Of what that Want might ruin ! Men . Noble ...
Pagina 73
... Wife . I'll return Consul , Or never truft to what my tongue can do I'th ' way of flattery further . tom Vol . Do your will . - T [ Exit Volumnia . Com , Away , the Tribunes do attend you : arm Your felf to anfwer mildly ; for they're ...
... Wife . I'll return Consul , Or never truft to what my tongue can do I'th ' way of flattery further . tom Vol . Do your will . - T [ Exit Volumnia . Com , Away , the Tribunes do attend you : arm Your felf to anfwer mildly ; for they're ...
Pagina 78
... Wife's estimate , her womb's increase , And treasure of my loins : then if I would Speak that Sic . We know your drift . Speak what ? Bru . There's no more to be faid , but he is banifh'd As enemy to the People , and his Country , It ...
... Wife's estimate , her womb's increase , And treasure of my loins : then if I would Speak that Sic . We know your drift . Speak what ? Bru . There's no more to be faid , but he is banifh'd As enemy to the People , and his Country , It ...
Pagina 80
... wife of Hercules , Six of his labours you'd have done , and fav'd Your husband fo much fweat . Cominius , Droop not ; adieu : farewel , my wife ! my mother ! I'll do well yet . Thou old and true Menenius , Thy tears are falter than a ...
... wife of Hercules , Six of his labours you'd have done , and fav'd Your husband fo much fweat . Cominius , Droop not ; adieu : farewel , my wife ! my mother ! I'll do well yet . Thou old and true Menenius , Thy tears are falter than a ...
Pagina 81
... Wife , my dearest Mother , and My Friends of noble touch : when I am forth , Bid me farewel , and smile . I pray you , come . While I remain above the ground , you fhall Hear from me ftill , and never of me ought But what is like me ...
... Wife , my dearest Mother , and My Friends of noble touch : when I am forth , Bid me farewel , and smile . I pray you , come . While I remain above the ground , you fhall Hear from me ftill , and never of me ought But what is like me ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
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Pasaje populare
Pagina 171 - 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.
Pagina 174 - 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.
Pagina 131 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Pagina 130 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Pagina 242 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid, did. Agr: O, rare for Antony! Eno: Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Pagina 132 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was...
Pagina 132 - 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.
Pagina 243 - ... silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Pagina 176 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Pagina 172 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.