The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Band 6A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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... whose name my self Attach thee as a traiterous innovator : A foe to th ' publick weal . Obey , I charge thee , And follow to thine answer . Cor . Hence , old goat ! All . We'll furety him . Com . Ag'd Sir , hands off . [ Laying bold on ...
... whose name my self Attach thee as a traiterous innovator : A foe to th ' publick weal . Obey , I charge thee , And follow to thine answer . Cor . Hence , old goat ! All . We'll furety him . Com . Ag'd Sir , hands off . [ Laying bold on ...
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... whose power We were elected theirs , Marcius is worthy Of present death . Sic . Therefore lay hold on him ; Bear him to th ' rock Tarpeian , and from thence Into deftruction caft him . Bru . Ediles , seize him . All Ple . Yield ...
... whose power We were elected theirs , Marcius is worthy Of present death . Sic . Therefore lay hold on him ; Bear him to th ' rock Tarpeian , and from thence Into deftruction caft him . Bru . Ediles , seize him . All Ple . Yield ...
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... Whose repetition will be dogg'd with Curfes : Whose Chronicle thus writ , the man was noble - • But 1 • But with his last attempt he wip'd it 112 CORIOLANUS .
... Whose repetition will be dogg'd with Curfes : Whose Chronicle thus writ , the man was noble - • But 1 • But with his last attempt he wip'd it 112 CORIOLANUS .
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... Whose children he hath flain , their base throats tear , Giving him glory . Con . Therefore at your vantage , Ere he express himself , or move the people With what he would fay , let him feel your fword , Which we will fecond . When he ...
... Whose children he hath flain , their base throats tear , Giving him glory . Con . Therefore at your vantage , Ere he express himself , or move the people With what he would fay , let him feel your fword , Which we will fecond . When he ...
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... whose Bend doth awe the World , Did lofe its luftre ; I did hear him groan : Ay , and that tongue of his , that bad the Romans Mark him , and write his fpeeches in their books , Alas ! it cry'd " give me fome drink , Titinius As a fick ...
... whose Bend doth awe the World , Did lofe its luftre ; I did hear him groan : Ay , and that tongue of his , that bad the Romans Mark him , and write his fpeeches in their books , Alas ! it cry'd " give me fome drink , Titinius As a fick ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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!
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 132 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was...
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.