 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.  The Speaker: Or, Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English ... - Pàgina 378per William Enfield - 1785 - 405 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 578 pàgines
...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 4 : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture... | |
 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - 530 pàgines
...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 : these are gracious drops, Kind souls ! What, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded... | |
 | 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 - 554 pàgines
...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 : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 556 pàgines
...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 : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's... | |
 | John Barber - 1828 - 310 pàgines
...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 ; these are gracious drops. Kind souls; what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's «esture wounded... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 pàgines
...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; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Cesar's vesture wounded?... | |
 | Caleb Bingham - 1829 - 234 pàgines
...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 ! — These are gracious drops. Kind souls ! What, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 pàgines
...my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.4 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 Csssar's vesture wounded?... | |
 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 820 pàgines
...; It nurseth sadness ; and your body's print. Like to a grave, the yielding down doth dint. Donne. Now you weep ; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity. S/iaktpeare. Julius Caeiai , Neither vainly hope To be invulnerable in these bright arms, Though tempered... | |
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