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The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the ...
Повний перегляд - 1808
Antony arms ATTENDANTS bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cæsar cardinal Casca Cassius cause Cloten comes Cord Coriolanus court daughter dear death doth duke Edgar Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear Flourish follow give Glost Gloster gods grace GUARDS Guid hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven highness hold honour hope I'll Iach Imog Imogen Italy keep Kent king lady Lear leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcius Mark master mean meet mother nature never night noble once peace Pisanio play poor Post pray present Queen Roman Rome SCENE soldier speak stand sure sword tell thank thee thing thou thou art thought true Trumpets voice worthy
Сторінка 39 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Сторінка 34 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Сторінка 25 - 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 68 - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.
Сторінка 22 - 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.
Сторінка 24 - 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.
Сторінка 24 - 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. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
Сторінка 28 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : 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...
Сторінка 24 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.