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Beats down their swords . Enter TYBALT . Tyb . What ! art thou drawn 19 among
these heartless hinds ? Turn thee , Benvolio ; look upon thy death . Ben . I do but
keep the peace : put up thy sword , Or manage it to part these men with me . Tyb .
Beats down their swords . Enter TYBALT . Tyb . What ! art thou drawn 19 among
these heartless hinds ? Turn thee , Benvolio ; look upon thy death . Ben . I do but
keep the peace : put up thy sword , Or manage it to part these men with me . Tyb .
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S At my poor house look to behold this night Earth - treading stars , that make
dark heaven light . 9 Such comfort , as do lusty young men feel , When well -
apparell ' d April on the heel Of limping winter treads , even such delight Among
fresh ...
S At my poor house look to behold this night Earth - treading stars , that make
dark heaven light . 9 Such comfort , as do lusty young men feel , When well -
apparell ' d April on the heel Of limping winter treads , even such delight Among
fresh ...
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Alack ! there lies more peril in thine eye , Than twenty of their swords : look thou
but sweet , And I am proof against their enmity . Jul . I would not for the world they
saw thee here . Rom . I have night ' s cloak to hide me from their eyes ; And but ...
Alack ! there lies more peril in thine eye , Than twenty of their swords : look thou
but sweet , And I am proof against their enmity . Jul . I would not for the world they
saw thee here . Rom . I have night ' s cloak to hide me from their eyes ; And but ...
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3 Enter Nurse and PETER . O God ! she comes . - O honey nurse ! what news ?
Hast thou met with him ? Send thy man away . Nurse . Peter , stay at the gate . [
Exit PETER . Jul . Now , good sweet nurse , - 0 lord ! why look ' st thou sad ?
3 Enter Nurse and PETER . O God ! she comes . - O honey nurse ! what news ?
Hast thou met with him ? Send thy man away . Nurse . Peter , stay at the gate . [
Exit PETER . Jul . Now , good sweet nurse , - 0 lord ! why look ' st thou sad ?
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For exile hath more terror in his look , Much more than death : do not say —
banishment . Fri . Here 3 from Verona art thou banished . Be patient , for the
world is broad and wide . Rom . There is no world without Verona walls ; But
purgatory ...
For exile hath more terror in his look , Much more than death : do not say —
banishment . Fri . Here 3 from Verona art thou banished . Be patient , for the
world is broad and wide . Rom . There is no world without Verona walls ; But
purgatory ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Achilles Ajax andern answer Antony arms auch bear better bezieht blood bring Brutus Cæsar Cassius Cleo Cleopatra comes Coriolan Cres dead death doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall fear folgenden follow fortune friends für gebraucht give gods gone hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hector hier honour Imogen Italy Juliet keep king kommt lady leave lesen live look lord Madam matter mean nature never nicht night noble Nurse peace Plutarch poor Posthumus pray queen Roman Rome Romeo SCENE Serv sich Sinne soldier speak stand steht sweet sword tell thee thing thou thought Troilus true unto Wort
Passagens conhecidas
Página 46 - 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.
Página 78 - 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.
Página 65 - 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.
Página 19 - Well, honour is the subject of my story.— I cannot tell, what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.
Página 65 - 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 77 - 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"?
Página 36 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams ; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film ; Her waggoner, a small...
Página 65 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. 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 76 - Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path...
Página 68 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 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...