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We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar ; And in the spirit of men there is no
blood : O , that we then could come by Cæsar's spirit , 3 And not dismember
Cæsar ! But , alas , Cæsar must bleed for it ! And , gentle friends , Let's kill him
boldly ...
We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar ; And in the spirit of men there is no
blood : O , that we then could come by Cæsar's spirit , 3 And not dismember
Cæsar ! But , alas , Cæsar must bleed for it ! And , gentle friends , Let's kill him
boldly ...
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And Cæsar's spirit , ranging for revenge , With Até by his side , come hot from hell
, Shall in these confines , with a monarch's voice , Cry Havock , 6 and let slip the
dogs of war ; 5 And Cesar's spirit , ranging for revenge , & c . ] umbraque erraret ...
And Cæsar's spirit , ranging for revenge , With Até by his side , come hot from hell
, Shall in these confines , with a monarch's voice , Cry Havock , 6 and let slip the
dogs of war ; 5 And Cesar's spirit , ranging for revenge , & c . ] umbraque erraret ...
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Now I have taken heart , thou vanishest : Ill spirit , I would hold more talk with thee
.Boy ! Lucius Varro ! Claudius ! Sirs , awake ! Claudius ! 8 Then I shall see thee
again ? ] Shakspeare has on this occa . sion deserted his original . It does not ...
Now I have taken heart , thou vanishest : Ill spirit , I would hold more talk with thee
.Boy ! Lucius Varro ! Claudius ! Sirs , awake ! Claudius ! 8 Then I shall see thee
again ? ] Shakspeare has on this occa . sion deserted his original . It does not ...
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The Fool runs out from the Hovel . Fool . Come not in here , nuncle , here's a spirit
. Help me , help me ! Kent . Give me thy hand . - Who's there ? Fool . A spirit , a
spirit ; he says his name's poor Tom . Kent . What art thou that dost grumble there
...
The Fool runs out from the Hovel . Fool . Come not in here , nuncle , here's a spirit
. Help me , help me ! Kent . Give me thy hand . - Who's there ? Fool . A spirit , a
spirit ; he says his name's poor Tom . Kent . What art thou that dost grumble there
...
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1603 . shortly after they ( the seven spirits ] were all cast forth , and in such
manner as Ma . ... or some other creature , that had the resemblance of that sinne
whereof he was the chief author : whereupon the spirit of pride departed in the
forme ...
1603 . shortly after they ( the seven spirits ] were all cast forth , and in such
manner as Ma . ... or some other creature , that had the resemblance of that sinne
whereof he was the chief author : whereupon the spirit of pride departed in the
forme ...
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ancient answer Antony appears bear believe better blood brother Brutus Cæsar called Casca Cassius cause comes common copies Cordelia Corn daughters death doth Edgar edition editors Enter expression eyes fall father fear fire folio Fool fortune give Gloster gods hand hast hath head hear heart Henry hold honour Johnson Kent kind king Lear less live look lord Malone Mark Mason master means mind nature never night noble observed omitted once passage perhaps play poor present quartos reason Rome says scene seems seen sense Shakspeare signifies speak speech spirit stand Steevens suppose sword tell thee thing thou thought true turn Warburton word
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Página 7 - Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day with patient expectation To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Página 14 - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Página 15 - Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd!
Página 76 - 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 honourable men,) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Página 330 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
Página 79 - 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 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.
Página 161 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune — often the surfeit of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...
Página 93 - All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Página 76 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him?
Página 93 - Bru. You say, you are a better soldier : Let it appear so ; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well : For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way, you wrong me, Brutus ; I said, an elder soldier, not a better : Did I say, better ? Bru.