The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Volume 6Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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Pagina 27
... thee . Wol . My lord , - [ Music . Dance . Cham . Your grace ? Wol . Pray , tell them thus much from me : There should be one amongst them , by his person , More worthy this place than myself ; to whom , If I but knew him , with my love ...
... thee . Wol . My lord , - [ Music . Dance . Cham . Your grace ? Wol . Pray , tell them thus much from me : There should be one amongst them , by his person , More worthy this place than myself ; to whom , If I but knew him , with my love ...
Pagina 45
... thee out , ) 7 The queen of earthly queens : -She is noble born ; And , like her true nobility , she has Carried herself towards me . Wol . Most gracious sir , In humblest manner I require your highness , That it shall please you to ...
... thee out , ) 7 The queen of earthly queens : -She is noble born ; And , like her true nobility , she has Carried herself towards me . Wol . Most gracious sir , In humblest manner I require your highness , That it shall please you to ...
Pagina 60
... thee , and thy best parts bound together , ) Weigh'd not a hair of his . Plague of your policy ! You sent me deputy for Ireland ; Far from his succour , from the king , from all That might have mercy on the fault thou gavʼst him ...
... thee , and thy best parts bound together , ) Weigh'd not a hair of his . Plague of your policy ! You sent me deputy for Ireland ; Far from his succour , from the king , from all That might have mercy on the fault thou gavʼst him ...
Pagina 64
... thee from me , Cromwell ; I am a poor fallen man , unworthy now To be thy lord and master . Seek the king ; That sun , I pray , may never set ! I have told him What , and how true thou art he will advance thee ; Some little memory of me ...
... thee from me , Cromwell ; I am a poor fallen man , unworthy now To be thy lord and master . Seek the king ; That sun , I pray , may never set ! I have told him What , and how true thou art he will advance thee ; Some little memory of me ...
Pagina 65
... thee , Say , Wolsey , -that once trod the ways of glory , And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour , - Found thee a way , out of his wreck , to rise in ; A sure and safe one , though thy master miss'd it . Mark but my fall , and ...
... thee , Say , Wolsey , -that once trod the ways of glory , And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour , - Found thee a way , out of his wreck , to rise in ; A sure and safe one , though thy master miss'd it . Mark but my fall , and ...
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Antium Aufidius bear blood Brutus Cæsar Caius Capitol cardinal Casca Cassius CESAR Cham Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus death doth duke Egypt enemy Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear follow fortune friends Fulvia Gent give gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iras JOHNS Julius Cæsar K.Hen Kath king king's lady Lart Lepidus look lord Lord Chamberlain madam Marcius Mark Antony master mean Menenius Messala never night noble o'the Octavia peace Plutarch Pompey Pr'ythee pray Q.Kath queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senators Serv Shakspeare Sir THOMAS LOVEL Sold soldier speak stand STEEV sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius tongue tribunes unto voices Volces VOLUMNIA WARB What's wife Wolsey word
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Pagina 54 - For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.
Pagina 47 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Pagina 44 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Pagina 29 - 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.
Pagina 54 - I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Pagina 45 - 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 ! 4 Cit.
Pagina 98 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world: * his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail' and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Pagina 42 - 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.
Pagina 44 - 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.
Pagina 9 - If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake ; His coward...