The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volum 6 |
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Pàgina 5
... night ? Cassius . Shall I entreat a word ? [ They whisper . ] Decius . Here lies the east : doth not the day break here ? Casca . No. Cinna . O pardon , sir , it doth ; and yon gray lines , That fret the clouds , are messengers of day ...
... night ? Cassius . Shall I entreat a word ? [ They whisper . ] Decius . Here lies the east : doth not the day break here ? Casca . No. Cinna . O pardon , sir , it doth ; and yon gray lines , That fret the clouds , are messengers of day ...
Pàgina 15
... nights . Yond ' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much ; such men are dangerous . Ant . Fear him not , Cæsar ; he's not dangerous ; He is a noble Roman , and well given . Cæs . ' Would he were fatter . - But I fear him ...
... nights . Yond ' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much ; such men are dangerous . Ant . Fear him not , Cæsar ; he's not dangerous ; He is a noble Roman , and well given . Cæs . ' Would he were fatter . - But I fear him ...
Pàgina 16
... night - caps , and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because Cæsar refused the crown , that it had almost choked Cæsar ; for he swooned , and fell down at it . And for mine own part , I 16 [ ACT I. JULIUS CÆSAR .
... night - caps , and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because Cæsar refused the crown , that it had almost choked Cæsar ; for he swooned , and fell down at it . And for mine own part , I 16 [ ACT I. JULIUS CÆSAR .
Pàgina 18
... night , Casca ? Casca . No , I am promised forth . Cas . Will you dine with me to - morrow ? Casca . Ay , if I be alive , and your mind hold , and your dinner worth the eating . Cas . Good ; I will expect you . Casca . Do so . Farewell ...
... night , Casca ? Casca . No , I am promised forth . Cas . Will you dine with me to - morrow ? Casca . Ay , if I be alive , and your mind hold , and your dinner worth the eating . Cas . Good ; I will expect you . Casca . Do so . Farewell ...
Pàgina 19
... night , never till now , Did I go through a tempest dropping fire . Either there is a civil strife in heaven ; Or else the world , too saucy with the gods , Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any thing more ...
... night , never till now , Did I go through a tempest dropping fire . Either there is a civil strife in heaven ; Or else the world , too saucy with the gods , Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any thing more ...
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The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., Volum 1 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1850 |
The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., Volum 2 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1850 |
The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., Volum 3 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1850 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 56 - Stand back ! room ! bear back ! Ant. 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...
Pàgina 292 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Pàgina 72 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Pàgina 86 - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Pàgina 52 - ... believe: censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Pàgina 67 - For certain sums of gold, which you denied me : 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 : I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me : was that done like Cassius...
Pàgina 50 - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue! — A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury, and fierce civil strife, Shall cumber all the parts of Italy; Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile, when they behold Their infants quartered with the hands of war; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds ; And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate" by his side, come hot from hell, Shall in these confines, with a monarch's...
Pàgina 55 - 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.
Pàgina 66 - All this ? Ay, more. Fret till your proud heart break ; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humor?
Pàgina 35 - 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.