The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Volum 6Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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Pàgina 33
... mark : But is't not cruel , That she should feel the smart of this ? The cardinal Will have his will , and she must fall . 1 Gen. ' Tis woful . We are too open here to argue this ; Let's think in private more . SCENE II . [ Exeunt . An ...
... mark : But is't not cruel , That she should feel the smart of this ? The cardinal Will have his will , and she must fall . 1 Gen. ' Tis woful . We are too open here to argue this ; Let's think in private more . SCENE II . [ Exeunt . An ...
Pàgina 65
... Mark but my fall , and that that ruin'd me . Cromwell , I charge thee , fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels , how can man then , The image of his Maker , hope to win by't ? Love thyself last cherish those hearts that hate ...
... Mark but my fall , and that that ruin'd me . Cromwell , I charge thee , fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels , how can man then , The image of his Maker , hope to win by't ? Love thyself last cherish those hearts that hate ...
Pàgina 73
... Mark you her eyes ? Grif . She is going , wench ; pray , pray . Pat . Heaven comfort her ! Enter a Messenger . Mes . An't like your grace , - Kath . You are a saucy fellow : Deserve we no more reverence ? Grif . You are to blame ...
... Mark you her eyes ? Grif . She is going , wench ; pray , pray . Pat . Heaven comfort her ! Enter a Messenger . Mes . An't like your grace , - Kath . You are a saucy fellow : Deserve we no more reverence ? Grif . You are to blame ...
Pàgina 80
... marks . I'll to the queen . [ Exit King . Lady . An hundred marks ! By this light , I'll have more . An ordinary groom is for such payment . I will have more , or scold it out of him . Said I for this , the girl is like to him ? I will ...
... marks . I'll to the queen . [ Exit King . Lady . An hundred marks ! By this light , I'll have more . An ordinary groom is for such payment . I will have more , or scold it out of him . Said I for this , the girl is like to him ? I will ...
Pàgina 8
... mark me , - Cit . Ay , sir ; well , well . Men . Though all at once cannot See what I do deliver out to each ; Yet I can make my audit up , that all From me do back receive the flower of all , And leave me but the bran . What say you to ...
... mark me , - Cit . Ay , sir ; well , well . Men . Though all at once cannot See what I do deliver out to each ; Yet I can make my audit up , that all From me do back receive the flower of all , And leave me but the bran . What say you to ...
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Antium Aufidius bear blood Brutus Cæsar Caius Capitol cardinal Casca Cassius CESAR Cham Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus death doth duke Egypt enemy Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear follow fortune friends Fulvia Gent give gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iras JOHNS Julius Cæsar K.Hen Kath king king's lady Lart Lepidus look lord Lord Chamberlain madam Marcius Mark Antony master mean Menenius Messala never night noble o'the Octavia peace Plutarch Pompey Pr'ythee pray Q.Kath queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senators Serv Shakspeare Sir THOMAS LOVEL Sold soldier speak stand STEEV sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius tongue tribunes unto voices Volces VOLUMNIA WARB What's wife Wolsey word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 54 - For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.
Pàgina 47 - 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.
Pàgina 44 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Pàgina 29 - 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.
Pàgina 54 - I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Pàgina 45 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad : 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For if you should, O, what would come of it ! 4 Cit.
Pàgina 98 - 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.
Pàgina 42 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Pàgina 44 - 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.
Pàgina 9 - If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake ; His coward...