The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, 6. kötetA. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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5. oldal
... there's all the love they bear us . Men . Either you must Confefs your felves wond'rous malicious , Or be accus'd of folly . I fhall tell you A pretty Tale , ( it may be , you have heard it ; ) But fince it ferves my purpose , I will ...
... there's all the love they bear us . Men . Either you must Confefs your felves wond'rous malicious , Or be accus'd of folly . I fhall tell you A pretty Tale , ( it may be , you have heard it ; ) But fince it ferves my purpose , I will ...
6. oldal
... There was a time , when all the body's members Rebell'd against the belly ; thus accus'd it ; -- That only , like a Gulf , it did remain I'th ' midft o'th ' body , idle and unactive , Still cupboarding the Viand , never bearing Like ...
... There was a time , when all the body's members Rebell'd against the belly ; thus accus'd it ; -- That only , like a Gulf , it did remain I'th ' midft o'th ' body , idle and unactive , Still cupboarding the Viand , never bearing Like ...
10. oldal
... there's Grain- enough ! Would the Nobility lay afide their ruth , And let me ufe my fword , I'd make a quarry With thousands of thefe quarter'd Slaves , as high As I could pitch my lance . Men . Nay , thefe are almoft thoroughly ...
... there's Grain- enough ! Would the Nobility lay afide their ruth , And let me ufe my fword , I'd make a quarry With thousands of thefe quarter'd Slaves , as high As I could pitch my lance . Men . Nay , thefe are almoft thoroughly ...
17. oldal
... there can be none yet . Val . Verily , I do not jeft with you ; there came news from him last night . Vir . Indeed , Madam- Val . In earnest , it's true ; I heard a Senator speak it . Thus it is the Volfcians have an army forth ...
... there can be none yet . Val . Verily , I do not jeft with you ; there came news from him last night . Vir . Indeed , Madam- Val . In earnest , it's true ; I heard a Senator speak it . Thus it is the Volfcians have an army forth ...
18. oldal
... they shall pound us up ; our Gates , Which yet seem fhut , we have but pinn'd with rushes ; They'll open of themselves . Hark you , far off [ Alarum far off . There There is Aufidius . Lift , what work he makes 18 CORIOLANUS .
... they shall pound us up ; our Gates , Which yet seem fhut , we have but pinn'd with rushes ; They'll open of themselves . Hark you , far off [ Alarum far off . There There is Aufidius . Lift , what work he makes 18 CORIOLANUS .
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Népszerű szakaszok
171. oldal - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
174. 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.
131. oldal - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
130. 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.
242. 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...
132. oldal - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was...
132. oldal - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
243. 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...
176. oldal - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
172. oldal - 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.