 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pàgines
...his face, iven at the base of Pompey's statna,' Arhich all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. 3, what a fall was there, my countrymen !. Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason fiourish'd over us.4 3, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint5 of... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pàgines
...murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence The life o' the building. O, what fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. REMEMBRANCE. Remember thee ? Yea, from the table of my memory... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 556 pàgines
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statua 6, Which all the while ran blood7, great Caesar fell. 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 dint8 of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pàgines
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's atat.ua 6, Which all the while ran blood7, great Caesar fell. 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 dint8 of pity... | |
 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - 530 pàgines
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. — O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 pàgines
...face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue—- Which all the while ran blood — Great Caesar fell ! Oh what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us, fell down ; Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us ! Oh, now you weep, and I perceive you feel '•i.• !••;... | |
 | 1826 - 238 pàgines
...Cesar fell. •**•-./ E'en at the base of Pompey's statue, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd offer 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 Cesar's vesture wounded... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 578 pàgines
...Even at the base of Pompey's statua, Which all the while ran blood", great Caesar fell, O, what a fell 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... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 pàgines
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the while ran blood) great Cesar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel, The dint of pity;... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 pàgines
...his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the while ran blood) great Cesar fell. 0 what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel, The dint of pity;... | |
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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. 
