The Works of Shakespeare, Volym 7J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... what ! know you not , Being mechanical , you ought not walk Upon a labouring day , without the fign Of your profeffion ? fpeak , what trade art thou ? Car . Why , Sir , a carpenter . Mar. Where is thy leather apron , and thy rule ? What ...
... what ! know you not , Being mechanical , you ought not walk Upon a labouring day , without the fign Of your profeffion ? fpeak , what trade art thou ? Car . Why , Sir , a carpenter . Mar. Where is thy leather apron , and thy rule ? What ...
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William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). Flav . What trade , thou knave ? thou naughty knave , what trade ? Cob . Nay , I befeech you , Sir , be not out with me : yet if you be out , Sir , I can mend you . ( 2 ) Flav . What mean'ft thou ...
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). Flav . What trade , thou knave ? thou naughty knave , what trade ? Cob . Nay , I befeech you , Sir , be not out with me : yet if you be out , Sir , I can mend you . ( 2 ) Flav . What mean'ft thou ...
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... What is it , that you would impart to me ? If it be aught toward the general good , Set Honour in one eye , and Death i ' th ' other , And I will look on Death indifferently : ( 3 ) For , let the Gods fo speed me , as I love The name of ...
... What is it , that you would impart to me ? If it be aught toward the general good , Set Honour in one eye , and Death i ' th ' other , And I will look on Death indifferently : ( 3 ) For , let the Gods fo speed me , as I love The name of ...
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... what fhould be in that Cæfar ? Why should that name be founded , more than yours ? Write them together ; yours is as fair a name : Sound them , it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them , it is as heavy ; conjure with ' em , Brutus ...
... what fhould be in that Cæfar ? Why should that name be founded , more than yours ? Write them together ; yours is as fair a name : Sound them , it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them , it is as heavy ; conjure with ' em , Brutus ...
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... What hath proceeded worthy note to day . Bru . I will do fo ; but look you , Caffius , The angry fpot doth glow on Cafar's brow , And all the reft look like a chidden train . Calpburnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero Looks with fuch ...
... What hath proceeded worthy note to day . Bru . I will do fo ; but look you , Caffius , The angry fpot doth glow on Cafar's brow , And all the reft look like a chidden train . Calpburnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero Looks with fuch ...
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Sida 52 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
Sida 47 - 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.
Sida 168 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Sida 59 - What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Sida 10 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Sida 184 - 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. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas, That grew the more by reaping...
Sida 49 - 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 honourable man.
Sida 82 - O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
Sida 176 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Sida 9 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.