The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, 7. kötetC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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6. oldal
... Cafar , and to rejoice in his triumph . Mar. Wherefore rejoice ! what conqueft brings he home ? What tributaries follow him to Rome , To grace in captive bonds his chariot - wheels ? You blocks , you ftones , you worse than fenfeless ...
... Cafar , and to rejoice in his triumph . Mar. Wherefore rejoice ! what conqueft brings he home ? What tributaries follow him to Rome , To grace in captive bonds his chariot - wheels ? You blocks , you ftones , you worse than fenfeless ...
7. oldal
... Cafar's trophies ; I'll about , And drive away the vulgar from the streets : . So do you too , where you perceive them thick . Thefe growing feathers , pluckt from Cæfar's wing , Will make him fly an ordinary pitch ; Who else would foar ...
... Cafar's trophies ; I'll about , And drive away the vulgar from the streets : . So do you too , where you perceive them thick . Thefe growing feathers , pluckt from Cæfar's wing , Will make him fly an ordinary pitch ; Who else would foar ...
8. oldal
... Cafar fays , do this ; it is perform'd . Caf . Set on , and leave no Ceremony out . Scoth . Cafar , Caf . Ha ! who calls ? Cafe . Bid every noise be still ; peace yet again . Caf . Who is it in the prefs , that calls on me ? I hear a ...
... Cafar fays , do this ; it is perform'd . Caf . Set on , and leave no Ceremony out . Scoth . Cafar , Caf . Ha ! who calls ? Cafe . Bid every noise be still ; peace yet again . Caf . Who is it in the prefs , that calls on me ? I hear a ...
11. oldal
... Cafar cry'd , " Help me , Caffius , or 1 fink . " I , as Eneas , our great Anceitor , Did from the flames of Trey upon his fhoulder The old Anchifes bear , fo , from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Cafar : and this man Is now become ...
... Cafar cry'd , " Help me , Caffius , or 1 fink . " I , as Eneas , our great Anceitor , Did from the flames of Trey upon his fhoulder The old Anchifes bear , fo , from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Cafar : and this man Is now become ...
12. oldal
... Cafar ! what should be in that Cafar ? Why should that name be founded , 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 ...
... Cafar ! what should be in that Cafar ? Why should that name be founded , 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 ...
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Achilles Ægypt againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer becauſe Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Calchas call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Creffida Cymbeline death defire Diomede doth Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes faid fear feem felf fenfe fhall fhew fhould flain foldier fome fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword give Gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'ns Hector himſelf honour Iach Imogen lady Lord Lucius Madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble o'th Octavius paffage Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poet Poft Pofthumus Pompey prefent Priam purpoſe Queen reafon Roman Rome ſay SCENE changes ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe Ther theſe thing thofe thoſe Titinius Troi Troilus Ulyffes whofe word
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120. oldal - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool. And what they undid, did. AGR. O, rare for Antony! ENO. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
363. oldal - And posts, like the commandment of a King, Sans check, to good and bad: but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea. shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture!
54. 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.
53. oldal - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
89. oldal - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
120. oldal - ... 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, Enthron'd i...
85. oldal - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
12. 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 them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
363. oldal - And therefore is the glorious planet Sol In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other : whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander.
52. oldal - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.