The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Volum 6Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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Pàgina 29
... tell you in a little . The great duke Came to the bar ; where , to his accusations , He pleaded still , not guilty , and alleg'd Many sharp reasons to defeat the law . The king's attorney , on the contrary , Urg'd on the examinations ...
... tell you in a little . The great duke Came to the bar ; where , to his accusations , He pleaded still , not guilty , and alleg'd Many sharp reasons to defeat the law . The king's attorney , on the contrary , Urg'd on the examinations ...
Pàgina 31
... tell him , You met him half in heaven : my vows and prayers Yet are the king's ; and , till my soul forsake me , Shall cry for blessings on him : May he live Longer than I have time to tell his years ! Ever belov'd , and loving , may ...
... tell him , You met him half in heaven : my vows and prayers Yet are the king's ; and , till my soul forsake me , Shall cry for blessings on him : May he live Longer than I have time to tell his years ! Ever belov'd , and loving , may ...
Pàgina 44
... tell you , You tender more your person's honour , than Your high profession spiritual : That again I do refuse you for my judge ; and here , Before you all , appeal unto the pope , To bring my whole cause ' fore his holiness , And to be ...
... tell you , You tender more your person's honour , than Your high profession spiritual : That again I do refuse you for my judge ; and here , Before you all , appeal unto the pope , To bring my whole cause ' fore his holiness , And to be ...
Pàgina 50
... tell me what ye wish for both , my ruin : Is this your christian counsel ? out upon ye ! Heaven is above all yet ; there sits a Judge , That no king can corrupt . Cam . Your rage mistakes us . [ 3 ] Do you think that any Englishman dare ...
... tell me what ye wish for both , my ruin : Is this your christian counsel ? out upon ye ! Heaven is above all yet ; there sits a Judge , That no king can corrupt . Cam . Your rage mistakes us . [ 3 ] Do you think that any Englishman dare ...
Pàgina 58
... tell me , If what I now pronounce , you have found true : And , if you may confess it , say withal , If you are bound to us , or no . ? What say you Wol . My sovereign , 1 confess , your royal graces , Shower'd on me daily , have been ...
... tell me , If what I now pronounce , you have found true : And , if you may confess it , say withal , If you are bound to us , or no . ? What say you Wol . My sovereign , 1 confess , your royal graces , Shower'd on me daily , have been ...
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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...