 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 490 стор.
...muffling up his face, « Even at the base of Pompey's statua/ Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.3 O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint4 of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 648 стор.
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statua, Which all the while ran blood, great CtEsar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then...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. 1 Cit.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 502 стор.
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statua, Which all the while ran blood,3 great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity:4 these are gracious drops. 1 For Brutus, as you know, wos Caesar's angel:] This title of endearment... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 520 стор.
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statua, Which all the while ran blood, 3 great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then...treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep; and, 1 perceive, you feel The dint of pity: 4 these are gracious drops. 1 For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 318 стор.
...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...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. 1 Cit... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 410 стор.
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...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. 1st Cit.... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 стор.
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the. while ran blood) great Caesar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...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, by traitors ! 1 Pleb.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 стор.
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the while ran blood) great Caesar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...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, by traitors... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 стор.
...his face} Even at the base of Pompy's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. Oh ! what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I and...perceive you feel The dint of pity ; these are gracious crops. Kind souls; what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? look you here... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 338 стор.
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...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 by traitors. 1 PLEBEIAN.... | |
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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. 
