The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Julius Cæser. Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. PericlesHilliard, Gray,, 1839 |
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Pagina 14
... thou art shamed ! Rome , thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age , since the great flood , But it was famed with more than with one man ? When could they say , till now , that talked of Rome , That her wide ...
... thou art shamed ! Rome , thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age , since the great flood , But it was famed with more than with one man ? When could they say , till now , that talked of Rome , That her wide ...
Pagina 22
... hast thou led me ? Before a willing bondman ; My answer must be made.2 And dangers are to me indifferent . But , O grief ! I , perhaps , speak this then I know But I am armed , 1 i . e . sinews , muscular strength . See note on King ...
... hast thou led me ? Before a willing bondman ; My answer must be made.2 And dangers are to me indifferent . But , O grief ! I , perhaps , speak this then I know But I am armed , 1 i . e . sinews , muscular strength . See note on King ...
Pagina 32
... Thou hast no figures , nor no fantasies , 2 Which busy care draws in the brains of men ; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound . Por . Enter PORTIA . Brutus , my lord ! Bru . Portia , what mean you ? Wherefore rise you now ? It is not for ...
... Thou hast no figures , nor no fantasies , 2 Which busy care draws in the brains of men ; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound . Por . Enter PORTIA . Brutus , my lord ! Bru . Portia , what mean you ? Wherefore rise you now ? It is not for ...
Pagina 35
... Thou , like an exorcist , 1 hast conjured up My mortified spirit . Now bid me run , And I will strive with things ... thee , as we are going , To whom it must be done . Set on your foot ; Lig . And , with a heart new - fired , I follow ...
... Thou , like an exorcist , 1 hast conjured up My mortified spirit . Now bid me run , And I will strive with things ... thee , as we are going , To whom it must be done . Set on your foot ; Lig . And , with a heart new - fired , I follow ...
Pagina 40
... thee not ; thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius . There is but one mind in all these men , and it is bent against Cæsar . If thou be'st not immortal , look about you ; security gives way to conspiracy . The mighty gods defend thee ! Thy ...
... thee not ; thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius . There is but one mind in all these men , and it is bent against Cæsar . If thou be'st not immortal , look about you ; security gives way to conspiracy . The mighty gods defend thee ! Thy ...
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Andronicus Bassianus Bawd better blood Boult brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleon Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline dead death DIONYZA dost doth emendation emperor empress ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fortune friends give gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honor Iach Imogen Julius Cæsar king lady Lavinia Lepidus live look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Marcus Marina Mark Antony means mistress never night noble Octavia old copy reads Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio Plutarch Pompey Posthumus pray prince prince of Tyre queen revenge Roman Rome SCENE Shakspeare speak Steevens sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus tongue unto villain weep word
Populaire passages
Pagina 74 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Pagina 90 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar ; He, only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them.
Pagina 69 - For certain sums of gold, which you denied me : 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 : I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me : was that done like Cassius...
Pagina 56 - 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. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious : If it were so, it was a grievous fault ; And grievously hath Caesar answered it.
Pagina 296 - Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Pagina 58 - Caesar loved him. This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
Pagina 70 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb, That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Pagina 8 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey ? Many a time and oft Have you climbed up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Pagina 57 - 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 122 - So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings : at the helm A seeming mermaid steers : the 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, Enthroned in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air ; which, but for vacancy, Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, And made a gap in nature.