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... The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations ... - 79. oldalszerző: William Shakespeare - 1809Teljes nézet
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...his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue (Which all the while ran blood) great Caesar fell. 190 O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and...you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. O now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity. These are gracious drops....