The Works of Shakespear: Coriolanus. Julius Cesar. Antony and Cleopatra. CymbelineRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... leave me but the bran . What fay you to't ? 2 Cit . It was an anfwer ; -how apply you this ? Men . The Senators of Rome are this good belly , And you the mutinous Members ; for examine Their Counfels , and their Cares ; digeft things ...
... leave me but the bran . What fay you to't ? 2 Cit . It was an anfwer ; -how apply you this ? Men . The Senators of Rome are this good belly , And you the mutinous Members ; for examine Their Counfels , and their Cares ; digeft things ...
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... leave your Honours . If We and Caius Marcius chance to meet , ' Tis fworn between us , we shall ever ftrike ' Till one can do no more . All . The Gods affist you ! Auf . And keep your Honours safe ! I Sen. Farewel . 2 Sen. Farewel . All ...
... leave your Honours . If We and Caius Marcius chance to meet , ' Tis fworn between us , we shall ever ftrike ' Till one can do no more . All . The Gods affist you ! Auf . And keep your Honours safe ! I Sen. Farewel . 2 Sen. Farewel . All ...
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... leave to retire myself . Vol . Indeed , thou shalt not : Methinks , I hither hear your Hufband's Drum : I see him pluck Aufidius down by th ' hair : ( As children from a bear ) the Volfci fhunning him : Methinks , I fee him ftamp thus ...
... leave to retire myself . Vol . Indeed , thou shalt not : Methinks , I hither hear your Hufband's Drum : I see him pluck Aufidius down by th ' hair : ( As children from a bear ) the Volfci fhunning him : Methinks , I fee him ftamp thus ...
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... leave pricking it for pity . Come you fhall go with us . Vir . No , good Madam , pardon me ; indeed , I will not forth . Val . In truth , la , go with me , and I'll tell you ex- cellent news of your Hufband . Vir . Oh , good Madam ...
... leave pricking it for pity . Come you fhall go with us . Vir . No , good Madam , pardon me ; indeed , I will not forth . Val . In truth , la , go with me , and I'll tell you ex- cellent news of your Hufband . Vir . Oh , good Madam ...
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... leave the Foe , And make my wars on you : look to't , come on ; If you'll ftand faft , we'll beat them to their wives , As they us to our trenches followed . Another Alarm , and Marcius follows them to the gates . So now the gates are ...
... leave the Foe , And make my wars on you : look to't , come on ; If you'll ftand faft , we'll beat them to their wives , As they us to our trenches followed . Another Alarm , and Marcius follows them to the gates . So now the gates are ...
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Afide againſt anſwer Aufidius beft Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Caius cauſe Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Cominius Coriolanus Cymbeline death defire doth Enobarbus Eros Exeunt Exit faid falfe fear feem fervice fhall fhew fhould fince firft flain foldier fome fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fword Gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'ns himſelf honour i'th Iach Imogen Lady laft Lart lefs Lepidus lord Lucius Madam mafter Marcius Mark Antony Meffenger Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble o'th Octavia peace Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey pr'ythee pray prefent purpoſe Queen Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thing thofe thoſe Titinius Volfcians Volumnius whofe whoſe worfe yourſelf
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Сторінка 127 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Сторінка 149 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Сторінка 169 - 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!
Сторінка 171 - Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They, that have done this deed, are honourable; What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
Сторінка 138 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Сторінка 171 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, 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 169 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Сторінка 301 - 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: For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping.
Сторінка 305 - He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself; but hark thee, Charmian. [Whispers CHARMIAN. Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
Сторінка 165 - 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.