The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 7J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... fpeaks . Caf . Calphurnia , Calp . Here , my lord . Caf . Stand you directly in Antonius ' way , When he doth run his Courfe- Antonius , Ant . Cæfar , my lord . A 4 Caf . Caf . Forget not in your speed , Antonius , ULIUS CAESAR , 7.
... fpeaks . Caf . Calphurnia , Calp . Here , my lord . Caf . Stand you directly in Antonius ' way , When he doth run his Courfe- Antonius , Ant . Cæfar , my lord . A 4 Caf . Caf . Forget not in your speed , Antonius , ULIUS CAESAR , 7.
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... Stand close a while , for here comes one in hafte . Caf . ' Tis Cinna , I do know him by his gate ; He is a friend . Cinna , where hafte you fo ? Cin . To find out you : who's that , Metellus Cimber ? Caf . No , it is Cafca , one ...
... Stand close a while , for here comes one in hafte . Caf . ' Tis Cinna , I do know him by his gate ; He is a friend . Cinna , where hafte you fo ? Cin . To find out you : who's that , Metellus Cimber ? Caf . No , it is Cafca , one ...
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... Stands , as the Capitol , directly here . Bru . Give me your hands all over , one by one . Caf . And let us fwear our refolution . Bru . No , not an oath : if that the face of men , The fufferance of our fouls , the time's abufe- If ...
... Stands , as the Capitol , directly here . Bru . Give me your hands all over , one by one . Caf . And let us fwear our refolution . Bru . No , not an oath : if that the face of men , The fufferance of our fouls , the time's abufe- If ...
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... stand up against the spirit of Cefar , And in the spirit of man there is no blood : O , that we then could come by Cæfar's fpirit , And not difmember Cæfar ! but alas ! Cefar muft bleed for it - And , gentle friends , Let's kill him ...
... stand up against the spirit of Cefar , And in the spirit of man there is no blood : O , that we then could come by Cæfar's fpirit , And not difmember Cæfar ! but alas ! Cefar muft bleed for it - And , gentle friends , Let's kill him ...
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... stand , To fee him pafs on to the Capitol . Por . Thou haft fome fuit to Cefar , haft thou not ? Art . That I have , Lady , if it will please Cafar To be fo good to Cafar , as to hear me : I fhall befeech him to befriend himself . Por ...
... stand , To fee him pafs on to the Capitol . Por . Thou haft fome fuit to Cefar , haft thou not ? Art . That I have , Lady , if it will please Cafar To be fo good to Cafar , as to hear me : I fhall befeech him to befriend himself . Por ...
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Page 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...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.