 I know not, gentlemen, what you intend, Who else must be let blood, who else is rank : If I myself, there is no hour so fit As Caesar's death's hour ; nor no instrument Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich With the most noble blood of all...  Primer First (-Fourth, Sixth) reader - Сторінка 316автори: Public school series - 1874Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Joseph Kenny Meadows, William Shakespeare - 1845 - 248 стор.
...'.. : :i'*" л. i' JULIUS (LfflSAE. ACT III. SCENE 1. ANTONY. Ant. О mighty Caesar ! dost thou He so low ? Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs,...: If I myself, there is no hour so fit As Caesar's death's hour ; nor no instrument Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich With the most noble... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 570 стор.
...purpose. Re-enter ANTOHY. Bru. But here comes Antony. — Welcome, Mark Antony. Ant. 0 mighty Caesar ! Dost thou lie so low ? Are all thy conquests, glories,...: If I myself, there is no hour so fit As Caesar's death's hour ; nor no instrument Of half that worth, as those your swords, made rich With the most... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 стор.
...purpose. Re-enter ANTONY. Bru. But here comes Antony. — Welcome, Mark Antony. Ant. О mighty Caesar ! c eke must be let blood, who else is rank : If I myself, there is no hour so fit. As CiPsar's death's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 456 стор.
...purpose. Re-enter ANTONY. Bru. But here comes Antony. — Welcome, Mark Antony. Ant. O mighty Caesar ! dost thou lie so low ? Are all thy conquests, glories,...rank: If I myself, there is no hour so fit As Caesar's death's hour ; nor no instrument Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich With the most noble... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 532 стор.
...much; and my misgiving still Falls shrewdly to the purpose. Re-enter ANTONY. Ant. O mighty Caesar! dost thou lie so low? Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Shrunk to this little measure?—Fare thee well.— I know not, gentlemen, what you intend ; Who else must be let blood,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 670 стор.
...purpose. Re-enter ANTONY. Bru. But here comes Antony. — Welcome, Mark Antony. Ant. 0 mighty Caesar ! dost thou lie so low ? Are all thy conquests, glories,...: If I myself, there is no hour so fit As Caesar's death's hour ! nor no instrument Of half that worth, as those your swords, made rich With the most... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 стор.
...To sink into a cold inactive clod? IILACKKTI ANTONY OVER THE DEAD BODY OF C^SAR. O MIGHTT Caesar ! dost thou lie so low ! Are all thy conquests, glories,...is rank ; If I myself, there is no hour so fit As Ccesar's death-hour ; nor no instrument Of half that worth, as those your swords, made rich With the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 530 стор.
...purpose. Re-enter ANTONY. Bru. But here comes Antony. — Welcome, Mark Antony. Ant. O mighty Csesar ! dost thou lie so low? Are all thy conquests, glories,...intend ; Who else must be let blood, who else is rank : 1 i Johnson explains this :-— " Who else may be supposed to have overtopped his equals, and grown... | |
 | Pat Cook - 1988 - 68 стор.
...JOLENE. Mom? Mom . . . ! STEVEN. No, Jolene. Stay here. JOLENE. But Mom . . . LILLIAN. [As they exit] "Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee I know not, gentlemen, what you intend. Who else must be let blood? Who else is ra^k?" [She then looks... | |
 | Naomi Conn Liebler - 1995 - 279 стор.
...accordingly. Caesar's body is thus at once mystified and demystified, elevated and deposed: "O mighty Caesar! dost thou lie so low? / Are all thy conquests, glories,.../ Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well!" (III. i. 148-50). This emergent economy of the body inscribes perfectly the ritual crisis enacted in... | |
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