The Works of William Shakespeare, Volym 11E. H. Dumont, 1901 |
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... leaves quiver with the cooling wind , And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground : Under their sweet shade , Aaron , let us sit , And whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds Replying shrilly to the well - tun'd horns , As if a double ...
... leaves quiver with the cooling wind , And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground : Under their sweet shade , Aaron , let us sit , And whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds Replying shrilly to the well - tun'd horns , As if a double ...
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... leaves quiver with the cooling wind , And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground : Under their sweet shade , Aaron , let us sit , And whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds Replying shrilly to the well - tun'd horns , As if a double ...
... leaves quiver with the cooling wind , And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground : Under their sweet shade , Aaron , let us sit , And whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds Replying shrilly to the well - tun'd horns , As if a double ...
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... leave to sheathe my sword . Titus , unkind , and careless of thine own , Why suffer'st thou thy sons , unburied yet , To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx ? Make way to lay them by their brethren . 90 [ They open the tomb . There ...
... leave to sheathe my sword . Titus , unkind , and careless of thine own , Why suffer'st thou thy sons , unburied yet , To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx ? Make way to lay them by their brethren . 90 [ They open the tomb . There ...
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... leave , this maid is mine . Tit . How , sir ! are you in earnest then , my lord ? Bas . Ay , noble Titus , and resolved withal To do myself this reason and this right . Marc . Suum cuique ' is our Roman justice : 280 This prince in ...
... leave , this maid is mine . Tit . How , sir ! are you in earnest then , my lord ? Bas . Ay , noble Titus , and resolved withal To do myself this reason and this right . Marc . Suum cuique ' is our Roman justice : 280 This prince in ...
Sida 31
... leave . Sat. Traitor , if Rome have law , or we have power , Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape . Bas . Rape , call you it , my lord , to seize my own , My true - betrothed love , and now my wife ? But let the laws of Rome ...
... leave . Sat. Traitor , if Rome have law , or we have power , Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape . Bas . Rape , call you it , my lord , to seize my own , My true - betrothed love , and now my wife ? But let the laws of Rome ...
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Sida 73 - 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. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious: If it were so, it was a grievous fault; And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, — For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honorable men, — Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Sida 74 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? 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 honourable man.
Sida 88 - 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.
Sida 25 - And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Sida 110 - 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!
Sida 79 - Caesar loved him ! This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
Sida 55 - 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.
Sida 69 - 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 quarter'd with the hands of war; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds : And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, 270 With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry
Sida 29 - Help me, Cassius, or I sink ! ' 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.
Sida 76 - 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...