The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copies Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq., and Edmond Malone, Esq., with Mr. Malone's Various Readings; a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, and a Life of Shakspeare, Volum 7Longman and Company, 1847 |
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Pągina 9
... Tell me , good Brutus , can you see your face ? Bru . No , Cassius : for the eye sees not itself , But by reflection , by some other things . 5 strange a hand- ] Strange , is alien , unfamiliar , such as might become a stranger . 6 ...
... Tell me , good Brutus , can you see your face ? Bru . No , Cassius : for the eye sees not itself , But by reflection , by some other things . 5 strange a hand- ] Strange , is alien , unfamiliar , such as might become a stranger . 6 ...
Pągina 11
... 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 . I was born free as Cęsar ; so were you : We both have fed as well ; and we can both ...
... 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 . I was born free as Cęsar ; so were you : We both have fed as well ; and we can both ...
Pągina 13
... tell you What hath proceeded , worthy note , to - day . Bru . I will do so : -But , look you , Cassius , The angry spot doth glow on Cęsar's brow , And all the rest look like a chidden train : Calphurnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero ...
... tell you What hath proceeded , worthy note , to - day . Bru . I will do so : -But , look you , Cassius , The angry spot doth glow on Cęsar's brow , And all the rest look like a chidden train : Calphurnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero ...
Pągina 14
... tell thee what is to be fear'd , Than what I fear , for always I am Cęsar . Come on my right hand , for this ear is deaf , And tell me truly what thou think'st of him . [ Exeunt CESAR and his Train . CASCA stays behind . Casca . You ...
... tell thee what is to be fear'd , Than what I fear , for always I am Cęsar . Come on my right hand , for this ear is deaf , And tell me truly what thou think'st of him . [ Exeunt CESAR and his Train . CASCA stays behind . Casca . You ...
Pągina 15
... Tell us the manner of it , gentle Casca . Casca . I can as well be hanged , as tell the manner of it it was mere foolery . I did not mark it . I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown ; -yet ' twas not a crown neither , ' twas one of these ...
... Tell us the manner of it , gentle Casca . Casca . I can as well be hanged , as tell the manner of it it was mere foolery . I did not mark it . I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown ; -yet ' twas not a crown neither , ' twas one of these ...
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Aaron Andronicus Bassianus Bawd blood Boult brother Brutus Cęs Cęsar call'd Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline daughter dead death DIONYZA dost doth emperor ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fortune friends Fulvia give gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour i'the Iach Imogen Julius Cęsar king lady Lavinia Lepidus look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam MALONE Marcus Marina Mark Antony means Mess mistress musick never night noble o'the Octavia Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio Pompey Post Posthumus pr'ythee pray prince Prince of Tyre queen Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE Shakspeare speak STEEVENS sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus unto villain weep word
Passatges populars
Pągina 56 - 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.
Pągina 11 - I, as ^Eneas, our great ancestor, Did, from the flames of Troy, upon his shoulder, The old Anchises bear, so, from the waves of Tiber, Did I the tired Caesar : and this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body. 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...
Pągina 56 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, • Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man.
Pągina 75 - 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.
Pągina 226 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title ! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Pągina 59 - Caesar lov'd him. This was the most unkindest cut of all: For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart; And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statua, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.
Pągina 54 - 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. There is tears for his love ; joy for his fortune ; honour for his valour ; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended.
Pągina 69 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Pągina 129 - 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.
Pągina 6 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...