The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Dr. Johnson, G. Steevens, and Others, Том 8H. Durell, 1817 |
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... Cleo . I would , I had thy inches ; thou shouldst know , There were a heart in Egypt . Ant . Hear me , queen : The strong necessity of time commands Our services a while ; but my full heart Remains in use with you . Our Italy Shines o ...
... Cleo . I would , I had thy inches ; thou shouldst know , There were a heart in Egypt . Ant . Hear me , queen : The strong necessity of time commands Our services a while ; but my full heart Remains in use with you . Our Italy Shines o ...
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... Cleo . You can do better yet ; but this is meetly . Ant . Now , by my sword , - Cleo . And target , -Still he mends ; But this is not the best : Look , pr'ythee , Charmian , How this Herculean Roman does become The carriage of his chafe ...
... Cleo . You can do better yet ; but this is meetly . Ant . Now , by my sword , - Cleo . And target , -Still he mends ; But this is not the best : Look , pr'ythee , Charmian , How this Herculean Roman does become The carriage of his chafe ...
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... Cleo . Charmian , - Char . Madam.— Cleo . Ha , ha ! — [ 8 ] There is frequently observable on the surface of stagnant pools that have re- mained long undisturbed , a reddish gold coloured slime ; to this appearance the poet here refers ...
... Cleo . Charmian , - Char . Madam.— Cleo . Ha , ha ! — [ 8 ] There is frequently observable on the surface of stagnant pools that have re- mained long undisturbed , a reddish gold coloured slime ; to this appearance the poet here refers ...
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... Cleo . That I might sleep out this great gap of time , My Antony is away . Char . You think of him Too much . Cleo . O , treason ! Char . Madam , I trust , not so . Cleo . Thou , eunuch , Mardian ! Mar. What's your highness ' pleasure ?
... Cleo . That I might sleep out this great gap of time , My Antony is away . Char . You think of him Too much . Cleo . O , treason ! Char . Madam , I trust , not so . Cleo . Thou , eunuch , Mardian ! Mar. What's your highness ' pleasure ?
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... Cleo . How much unlike art thou Mark Antony ! Yet , coming from him , that great medicine hath With his tinct gilded thee.3- How goes it with my brave Mark Antony ? Alex . Last thing he did , dear queen , He kiss'd , the last of many ...
... Cleo . How much unlike art thou Mark Antony ! Yet , coming from him , that great medicine hath With his tinct gilded thee.3- How goes it with my brave Mark Antony ? Alex . Last thing he did , dear queen , He kiss'd , the last of many ...
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Сторінка 54 - 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 For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
Сторінка 46 - 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 23 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Сторінка 55 - 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 11 - Help me, Cassius, or I sink.' I, as ./Eneas, our great ancestor, Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear ; so, from the waves of Tiber...
Сторінка 47 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Сторінка 60 - 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 45 - 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 48 - Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was 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 The dint of pity; these are gracious drops.
Сторінка 56 - 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?