The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere: Tragedies, vol. 2. Troilus and Cressida. Cymbeline. Coriolanus. Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Titus Andronicus. PericlesC. Knight, 1852 |
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... thing yesterday ; think on ' t . CRES . So I do . PAN . I'll be sworn ' t is true ; he will weep you , an ' t were a man born in April . CRES . And I'll spring up in his tears , an ' t were a nettle against May . [ A retreat sounded ...
... thing yesterday ; think on ' t . CRES . So I do . PAN . I'll be sworn ' t is true ; he will weep you , an ' t were a man born in April . CRES . And I'll spring up in his tears , an ' t were a nettle against May . [ A retreat sounded ...
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... Things won are done , joy's soul lies in the doing : That she belov'd knows nought that knows not this , — Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is : That she was never yet that ever knew Love got so sweet , as when desire did sue ...
... Things won are done , joy's soul lies in the doing : That she belov'd knows nought that knows not this , — Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is : That she was never yet that ever knew Love got so sweet , as when desire did sue ...
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... thing of courage , As rous'd with rage , with rage doth sympathise , And , with an accent tun'd in self - same key , Returns to chiding fortune . ULYSS . Agamemnon , - Thou great commander , nerve and bone of Greece , Heart of our ...
... thing of courage , As rous'd with rage , with rage doth sympathise , And , with an accent tun'd in self - same key , Returns to chiding fortune . ULYSS . Agamemnon , - Thou great commander , nerve and bone of Greece , Heart of our ...
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... thing meets In mere oppugnancy : The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores , And make a sop of all this solid globe : to be written earlier , which is a satire upon actors and dramatic writers from first to last ...
... thing meets In mere oppugnancy : The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores , And make a sop of all this solid globe : to be written earlier , which is a satire upon actors and dramatic writers from first to last ...
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... thing of no bowels , thou ! AJAX . You dog ! THER . You scurvy lord ! AJAX . You cur ! THER . Mars his idiot ! do , rudeness ; do , camel ; do , do . [ Beating him . Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS . ACHIL . Why , how now , Ajax ...
... thing of no bowels , thou ! AJAX . You dog ! THER . You scurvy lord ! AJAX . You cur ! THER . Mars his idiot ! do , rudeness ; do , camel ; do , do . [ Beating him . Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS . ACHIL . Why , how now , Ajax ...
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AARON Achilles AGAM AJAX Andronicus Antony Appears arms Aufidius BAWD blood BOULT brother Brutus called CASCA Cassius CLEO Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus CRES Cressida Cymbeline dead death DEMET Diomed dost doth Enter EROS Exeunt Exit eyes fear folio fortune friends give gods GUIDERIUS hand Hark hath hear heart heaven HECT Hector honour IACH Imogen Julius Cæsar king lady Lavinia Lepidus look lord Lucius madam Marcius Mark Antony never night noble Octavius old copies Pandarus Patroclus peace Pericles Pisanio Pompey Posthumus pray prince quarto queen reading Roman Rome SCENE senate Shakspere Shakspere's soldier speak stand Steevens sweet sword Tamora tell thee THER thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus tongue TRAGEDIES.-VOL tribunes Troilus Troy ULYSS unto Volces weep word
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Сторінка 395 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours...
Сторінка 385 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that on the Lupercal, 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.
Сторінка 385 - 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?
Сторінка 388 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
Сторінка 349 - Caesar ; so were you ; We both have fed as well ; and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he: For once, upon a raw and gusty day, The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores, Caesar said to me, " Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?
Сторінка 384 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand, why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer ; — Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves ; than that Caesar were dead, to live all...
Сторінка 384 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. 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.
Сторінка 397 - I could weep My spirit from mine eyes ! — There is my dagger. And here my naked breast ; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus...
Сторінка 396 - I did send to you For certain sums of gold, which you denied me ; — 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 ? Should I have answer...
Сторінка 461 - Never; he will not; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : Other women cloy The appetites they feed ; but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her ; that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish.