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One hour's storm will drown the fragrant meads , What will whole months of tears
thy father's eyes ? Do not draw back , for we will mourn with thee : Oh , could our
mourning ease thy misery ! [ Exeunt , A C T III . SCENE I. 1 A street in Rome .
One hour's storm will drown the fragrant meads , What will whole months of tears
thy father's eyes ? Do not draw back , for we will mourn with thee : Oh , could our
mourning ease thy misery ! [ Exeunt , A C T III . SCENE I. 1 A street in Rome .
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That shall distil from these two ancient urns , Than youthful April shall with all his
showers ; In summer's drought I'll drop upon thee ftill ; In winter , with warm tears I'
ll melt the snow ; And keep eternal spring - time on thy face , So thou refuse to ...
That shall distil from these two ancient urns , Than youthful April shall with all his
showers ; In summer's drought I'll drop upon thee ftill ; In winter , with warm tears I'
ll melt the snow ; And keep eternal spring - time on thy face , So thou refuse to ...
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Sweet father , cease your tears ; for , at your grief , See , how my wretched fifter
sobs and weeps . Mar. ... Ah , Marcus , Marcus ! brother , well I wot , Thy napkin
cannot drink a tear of mine , For thou , poor man , hast drown'd it with thine own .
Sweet father , cease your tears ; for , at your grief , See , how my wretched fifter
sobs and weeps . Mar. ... Ah , Marcus , Marcus ! brother , well I wot , Thy napkin
cannot drink a tear of mine , For thou , poor man , hast drown'd it with thine own .
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... girl , kill it with groans ; Or get some little knife between thy teeth , And just
against thy heart make chou a hole , That all the tears that thy poor eyes let fall ,
May run into that sink , and soaking in , Drown the lamenting fool in sea salt tears
.
... girl , kill it with groans ; Or get some little knife between thy teeth , And just
against thy heart make chou a hole , That all the tears that thy poor eyes let fall ,
May run into that sink , and soaking in , Drown the lamenting fool in sea salt tears
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I pry'd me through the crevice of a wall , When for his hand he had his two sons '
heads ; Beheld his tears , and laugh'd so heartily , That both mine eyes were
rainy like to his . And when I told the emperess of this sport , She swooned almost
at ...
I pry'd me through the crevice of a wall , When for his hand he had his two sons '
heads ; Beheld his tears , and laugh'd so heartily , That both mine eyes were
rainy like to his . And when I told the emperess of this sport , She swooned almost
at ...
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Página 251 - 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...
Página 63 - 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.
Página 65 - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason ! — Bear with me ; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Página 70 - 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.
Página 11 - 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.
Página 84 - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Página 42 - 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.
Página 70 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend...
Página 70 - 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...
Página 10 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Timon of Athens. Titus Andronicus Volume 8 de The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editores | Samuel Johnson, George Steevens |
| Editora | C. Bathurst, 1773 |
| Original de | Biblioteca Pública de Nova York |
| Digitalizado | 28 dez. 2006 |
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