Shakespeare's Tragedy of Julius CaesarHarper & brothers, 1872 - 189 oldal |
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ARTEMIDORUS battle bear blood Brutus and Cassius Caius Calphurnia Camb Capitol Casar Casca Cassius Cato Cicero Cinna Citizen Claudius Clitus Collier's conspirators corrector danger dead death Decius Brutus dost doth enemy Enter BRUTUS Enter LUCIUS Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear fire Flavius folio reading follow friends Ghost give gods grief hand hast hath hear heart honour humour ides of March Julius Cæsar kill king Lepidus Ligarius live look lord Lucilius Malone Mark Antony Marullus means Messala Metellus Cimber mighty mind mov'd night Nisida noble Brutus Octavius passage Philippi Pindarus play Plutarch poet Pompey Pompey's Portia resolv'd Roman Rome SCENE senators Servant Shake Shakespeare sick slain Soothsayer speak spirit stand Strato sword tell Temp Thassos thee things thou art thought thy instrument Tiber Titinius to-day to-night Trebonius unto Varro vile Volumnius wife withal woman word
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58. oldal - 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?
33. oldal - tis true, this god did shake; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre: I did hear him groan: Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
26. oldal - Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away : O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw ! But soft ! but soft ! aside : here comes the king.
55. oldal - 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!
42. oldal - It must be by his death : and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd : — How that might change his nature, there's the question : It is the bright day that brings forth the adder ; And that craves wary walking.
71. oldal - That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope.
59. 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.
55. 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.
54. oldal - And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate" by his side come hot from hell , Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry "Havoc," and let slip the dogs of war; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men , groaning for burial.
15. oldal - Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.