The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Հատոր 6A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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Արդյունքներ 57–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... keep you in awe , which elfe Would feed on one another ? what's their Seeking ? Men . For corn at their own rates , whereof , they fay , The City is well stor❜d . Mar. Hang ' em they fay ! They'll fit by th ' fire , and prefume to know ...
... keep you in awe , which elfe Would feed on one another ? what's their Seeking ? Men . For corn at their own rates , whereof , they fay , The City is well stor❜d . Mar. Hang ' em they fay ! They'll fit by th ' fire , and prefume to know ...
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... keep your great pretences veil'd , ' till when They needs muft fhew themselves ; which in the hatch- ing , It feem'd , appear'd to Rome . By the discovery , We fhall be fhortned in our aim , which was To take in many Towns , ere ...
... keep your great pretences veil'd , ' till when They needs muft fhew themselves ; which in the hatch- ing , It feem'd , appear'd to Rome . By the discovery , We fhall be fhortned in our aim , which was To take in many Towns , ere ...
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... keep your duties , As I have fet them down . If I do fend , dif- patch Thofe Centries to our aid ; the reft will ferve For a fhort holding ; if we lose the field , We cannot keep the town . Lieu . Fear not our care , Sir . Lart . Hence ...
... keep your duties , As I have fet them down . If I do fend , dif- patch Thofe Centries to our aid ; the reft will ferve For a fhort holding ; if we lose the field , We cannot keep the town . Lieu . Fear not our care , Sir . Lart . Hence ...
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... keep your place . I Sen. Sit , Coriolanus ; never fhame to hear What you have nobly done . Cor . Your Honours ' pardon : I had rather have my wounds to heal again , Than hear say , how I got them . Bru . Sir , I hope , My words dif ...
... keep your place . I Sen. Sit , Coriolanus ; never fhame to hear What you have nobly done . Cor . Your Honours ' pardon : I had rather have my wounds to heal again , Than hear say , how I got them . Bru . Sir , I hope , My words dif ...
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... keep their teeth clean . - So , here comes a brace : You know the cause , Sirs , of my standing here . 1 Git . We do , Sir ; tell us what hath brought you to't . Cor . Mine own defert . 2 Cit . Your own desert ? Gor . Ay , not mine own ...
... keep their teeth clean . - So , here comes a brace : You know the cause , Sirs , of my standing here . 1 Git . We do , Sir ; tell us what hath brought you to't . Cor . Mine own defert . 2 Cit . Your own desert ? Gor . Ay , not mine own ...
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Էջ 171 - 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.
Էջ 174 - 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.
Էջ 131 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Էջ 130 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Էջ 242 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid, did. Agr: O, rare for Antony! Eno: Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Էջ 132 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was...
Էջ 132 - 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.
Էջ 243 - ... silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Էջ 176 - 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. 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.
Էջ 172 - 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.