| William Shakespeare - 1848 - 532 pagini
...more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip.— Yare, yare, 1 good Iras; quick.—Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise...of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. Husband, I come. Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire, and air; my other... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 530 pagini
...worm. [Exit. Re-enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, &c. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of...praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Csesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. Husband, I come. Now to that name my courage... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 pagini
...Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt'1' grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. — Methinks I hear Antony call...of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. Husband, I come. Now to that name my courage prove my title ! I am fire, and air; my other... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 560 pagini
...leave-taking. The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip.— Yare, yare, 1 good Iras; quick.—Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise...of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. Husband, I come. Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire, and air; my other... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 pagini
...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;...To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Cesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 596 pagini
...noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Cesar, which the coils give men To excuse their after wraih: luí. O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,...Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. Лот. 1 Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Fan-well, kind Charmian ;— Iras, long farewell.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 832 pagini
...Immortal longings in me : now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare, my liege : why looks your grace so pale ? K. Rich....twenty thousand men Did triumph in my face, and they ar Cœsar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. — Husband, I come • Now to that name... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1855 - 806 pagini
...longings*6 in me. Now, no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare , *T yare , good Iras ; quick. — Methinks , I hear Antony call:...To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Cœsar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. es Husband, I come: Now to that name my... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1855 - 630 pagini
...is. act according to his nature. The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare," good Iras ; quick ! — Methinks, I hear Antony call...praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Csesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. Husband, I come : Now to that name my... | |
| Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856 - 384 pagini
...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...him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men T' excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come : Now to that name, my courage, prove my title ! I am... | |
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