The Works of Shakespeare: Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. Venus and Adonis. Rape of Lucrece. Sonnets. Lover's complaint. Passionate Pilgrim. Sonnets to sundry notes of music. Song. Verses among the additional poems to Chester's Love's martyr, 1601G. Routledge & sons, limited, 1891 |
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... brings he home ? What tributaries follow him to Rome , To grace in captive bonds his chariot - wheels ? You blocks , you stones , you worse than senseless things ! O , you hard hearts , you cruel men of Rome , Knew you not Pompey ? Many ...
... brings he home ? What tributaries follow him to Rome , To grace in captive bonds his chariot - wheels ? You blocks , you stones , you worse than senseless things ! O , you hard hearts , you cruel men of Rome , Knew you not Pompey ? Many ...
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... to spurn at him , But for the general . He would be crown'd : - How that might change his nature , there's the question . It is the bright day that brings forth the adder ; And that craves wary walking . Crown him ? —
... to spurn at him , But for the general . He would be crown'd : - How that might change his nature , there's the question . It is the bright day that brings forth the adder ; And that craves wary walking . Crown him ? —
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... bring me word . Luc . I will , sir . Bru . The exhalations , whizzing in the air , Give so much light that I may read by them . [ Exit . [ Opens the letter , and reads . ' Brutus , thou sleep'st ; awake , and see thyself . Shall Rome ...
... bring me word . Luc . I will , sir . Bru . The exhalations , whizzing in the air , Give so much light that I may read by them . [ Exit . [ Opens the letter , and reads . ' Brutus , thou sleep'st ; awake , and see thyself . Shall Rome ...
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... bring him to the Capitol . Cas . Nay , we will all of us be there to fetch him . Bru . By the eighth hour : Is that the uttermost ? Cin . Be that the uttermost , and fail not then . Met . Caius Ligarius doth bear Cæsar hard , Who rated ...
... bring him to the Capitol . Cas . Nay , we will all of us be there to fetch him . Bru . By the eighth hour : Is that the uttermost ? Cin . Be that the uttermost , and fail not then . Met . Caius Ligarius doth bear Cæsar hard , Who rated ...
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... bring me their opinions of success . Serv . I will , my lord . Enter CALPHURNIA . [ Exit . Cal . What mean you , Cæsar ? Think you to walk forth ? You shall not stir out of your house to - day . Cæs . Cæsar shall forth : The things that ...
... bring me their opinions of success . Serv . I will , my lord . Enter CALPHURNIA . [ Exit . Cal . What mean you , Cæsar ? Think you to walk forth ? You shall not stir out of your house to - day . Cæs . Cæsar shall forth : The things that ...
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Aaron Andronicus art thou Bassianus Bawd bear beauty behold blood Boult brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Casca Cassius Char Charmian cheeks CHIRON Cleo CLEON Cleopatra dead dear death deed Demet DIONYZA doth Egypt emperor empress ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes face fair fear fortune foul friends Fulvia gentle give gods Goths grace grief hand hath hear heart heaven honour JULIUS CÆSAR king kiss Lavinia Lepidus lips live look lord love's Lucius Lucrece LYSIMACHUS madam Marc Marcus Marina Mark Antony ne'er never night noble Octavia Pericles pity Pompey poor pray prince queen quoth Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE shalt shame sorrow speak sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought thyself Titinius Titus TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue unto weep wilt words
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427 ページ - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
32 ページ - 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.
398 ページ - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
50 ページ - 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, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on ; I tell you that which you yourselves do know ; Show you Sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths...
100 ページ - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
48 ページ - 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.
49 ページ - 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.
57 ページ - And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
47 ページ - 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.
49 ページ - 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...