Julius Caesar: With Introduction, Notes, and Questions for ReviewScott, Foresman and Company, 1916 - 205 oldal |
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7. oldal
... hear little or nothing about him until the time of his marriage , which probably took place in December , 1582. His wife , Ann Hathaway , of whom the boy - poet admiringly wrote Ann Hathaway , she hath a way To charm all hearts , Ann ...
... hear little or nothing about him until the time of his marriage , which probably took place in December , 1582. His wife , Ann Hathaway , of whom the boy - poet admiringly wrote Ann Hathaway , she hath a way To charm all hearts , Ann ...
31. oldal
... is turn'd to hear , " I. ii . 17 ; " Cæsar shall forth , " II . ii . 10 ; ' Cæsar doth not wrong , " III . i . 47 ; and 66 See note , page 25 . Danger knows full well That Caesar is more dangerous than INTRODUCTION 31 10 14.
... is turn'd to hear , " I. ii . 17 ; " Cæsar shall forth , " II . ii . 10 ; ' Cæsar doth not wrong , " III . i . 47 ; and 66 See note , page 25 . Danger knows full well That Caesar is more dangerous than INTRODUCTION 31 10 14.
69. oldal
... hear them . The conspirators then assassinate Cæsar and proclaim " Peace , freedom , and liberty . ' Antony , who had fled during the confusion , asks and receives permission to converse with them in safety . On seeing Cæsar's corpse he ...
... hear them . The conspirators then assassinate Cæsar and proclaim " Peace , freedom , and liberty . ' Antony , who had fled during the confusion , asks and receives permission to converse with them in safety . On seeing Cæsar's corpse he ...
75. oldal
... hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? * And do you now strew flowers in his way Thats comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ...
... hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? * And do you now strew flowers in his way Thats comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ...
77. oldal
... hear a tongue , shriller than all the music , Cry " Cæsar ! " Speak ; Cæsar is turn'd to hear . Sooth . Beware the ides of March . Cæs . What man is that ? Bru . A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March . Cas . Set him before me ...
... hear a tongue , shriller than all the music , Cry " Cæsar ! " Speak ; Cæsar is turn'd to hear . Sooth . Beware the ides of March . Cæs . What man is that ? Bru . A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March . Cas . Set him before me ...
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According to Plutarch Artemidorus assassination battle of Philippi bear blood born Brutus and Cassius Cæs Caius Calpurnia Capitol Casca Catholic CESAR character Cicero Cinna citizens Cleopatra conspirators crown dangerous dead death Decius Brutus doth drama enemies English Enter Exeunt Exit fear fire Forum friends gentle give gods Greek grief hand hath hear heart honour ides of March Julius Cæsar King Lepidus Ligarius look lord Lucilius Lucius Lupercal Lupercalia Marcus Mark Antony Marullus mean Messala Metellus Cimber nature Nervii night noble Brutus Octavius Pindarus play Plutarch poet Pompey Pompey's Portia proscription Publius Roman Rome SCENE senate senate-house Shakespeare sick speak speech spirit stand Strato sword syllables tell thee things thou art Titinius to-day tragedy Trebonius trisyllable triumph triumvirs unto Volumnius wife words wrong Young Cato
Népszerű szakaszok
81. oldal - 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.
79. oldal - 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.
128. oldal - 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.
125. oldal - 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.
129. oldal - Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it; It is not meet you know how 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!
122. oldal - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue) A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...
127. oldal - 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.
125. oldal - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death , shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my bes't lover" for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
139. oldal - Bru. You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
141. oldal - I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast: within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold: If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth: I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart: Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.