The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Том 6Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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... Char . Lord Alexas , sweet Alexas , most any thing Alexas , almost most absolute Alexas , where's the soothsayer that you praised so to the queen ? O , that I knew this husband , which , you say , must change his horns with garlands ! 1 ...
... Char . Lord Alexas , sweet Alexas , most any thing Alexas , almost most absolute Alexas , where's the soothsayer that you praised so to the queen ? O , that I knew this husband , which , you say , must change his horns with garlands ! 1 ...
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... Char . O excellent ! I love long life better than figs . Sooth . You have seen and proved a fairer former fortune Than that which is to approach . Char . Then , belike , my children shall have no names : 4 Pr'ythee , how many boys and ...
... Char . O excellent ! I love long life better than figs . Sooth . You have seen and proved a fairer former fortune Than that which is to approach . Char . Then , belike , my children shall have no names : 4 Pr'ythee , how many boys and ...
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... Char . Amen . Alex . Lo , now ! if it lay in their hands to make me a cuckold , they would make themselves whores , but they'd do't . Éno . Hush ! here comes Antony . Char . Not he , the queen . Enter CLEOPATRA . Cleo . Saw you my lord ...
... Char . Amen . Alex . Lo , now ! if it lay in their hands to make me a cuckold , they would make themselves whores , but they'd do't . Éno . Hush ! here comes Antony . Char . Not he , the queen . Enter CLEOPATRA . Cleo . Saw you my lord ...
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... Char . I did not see him since . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : -I did not send you ; -If you find him sad , Say , I am dancing ; if in mirth , report That I am sudden sick : Quick , and return . [ Exit ALEX ...
... Char . I did not see him since . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : -I did not send you ; -If you find him sad , Say , I am dancing ; if in mirth , report That I am sudden sick : Quick , and return . [ Exit ALEX ...
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... Char . In each thing give him way , cross him in nothing . Cleo . Thou teachest like a fool : the way to lose him . Char . Tempt him not so too far : I wish , forbear ; In time we hate that which we often fear . Enter ANTONY . But here ...
... Char . In each thing give him way , cross him in nothing . Cleo . Thou teachest like a fool : the way to lose him . Char . Tempt him not so too far : I wish , forbear ; In time we hate that which we often fear . Enter ANTONY . But here ...
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Antium Aufidius bear blood Brutus Cæsar Caius Capitol cardinal Casca Cassius CESAR Cham Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus death doth duke Egypt enemy Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear follow fortune friends Fulvia Gent give gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iras JOHNS Julius Cæsar K.Hen Kath king king's lady Lart Lepidus look lord Lord Chamberlain madam Marcius Mark Antony master mean Menenius Messala never night noble o'the Octavia peace Plutarch Pompey Pr'ythee pray Q.Kath queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senators Serv Shakspeare Sir THOMAS LOVEL Sold soldier speak stand STEEV sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius tongue tribunes unto voices Volces VOLUMNIA WARB What's wife Wolsey word
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Сторінка 54 - 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.
Сторінка 47 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Сторінка 44 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Сторінка 29 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Сторінка 54 - 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?
Сторінка 45 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad : 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For if you should, O, what would come of it ! 4 Cit.
Сторінка 98 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world: * his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail' and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Сторінка 42 - 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 44 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; 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.
Сторінка 9 - If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake ; His coward...