The Aldus Shakespeare: With Copious Notes and Comments, Volume 16Bigelow Smith, 1909 |
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... thou not that thou art Brutus ? Thinkest thou that they be cobblers , tapsters , and such like base mechanical people , that write these bills and scrolls which are found daily in thy Prætor's chair , and not the noblest men and best ...
... thou not that thou art Brutus ? Thinkest thou that they be cobblers , tapsters , and such like base mechanical people , that write these bills and scrolls which are found daily in thy Prætor's chair , and not the noblest men and best ...
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... thou then determined to do , to fly or to die ? " Brutus an- swered , " I trust , I know not how , a certain rule of phi- losophy , by the which I did greatly blame Cato for killing himself , as being no lawful act , touching the gods ...
... thou then determined to do , to fly or to die ? " Brutus an- swered , " I trust , I know not how , a certain rule of phi- losophy , by the which I did greatly blame Cato for killing himself , as being no lawful act , touching the gods ...
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... thou art shamed ! Rome , thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age , since the great flood , But it was famed with more than with one man ? " Cæsar has become a wolf , because the Romans are sheep ; a lion ...
... thou art shamed ! Rome , thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age , since the great flood , But it was famed with more than with one man ? " Cæsar has become a wolf , because the Romans are sheep ; a lion ...
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... thou ? First Com . Why , sir , a carpenter . Mar. Where is thy leather apron and thy rule ? What dost thou with thy best apparel on ? You , sir , what trade are you ? 9 Sec . Com . Truly , sir , in respect of a fine workman , I am but ...
... thou ? First Com . Why , sir , a carpenter . Mar. Where is thy leather apron and thy rule ? What dost thou with thy best apparel on ? You , sir , what trade are you ? 9 Sec . Com . Truly , sir , in respect of a fine workman , I am but ...
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... thou knave ? thou naughty knave , what trade ? Sec . Com . Nay , I beseech you , sir , be not out with me : yet , if you be out , sir , I can mend you . Mar. What mean'st thou by that ? mend me , 20 thou saucy fellow ! Sec . Com . Why ...
... thou knave ? thou naughty knave , what trade ? Sec . Com . Nay , I beseech you , sir , be not out with me : yet , if you be out , sir , I can mend you . Mar. What mean'st thou by that ? mend me , 20 thou saucy fellow ! Sec . Com . Why ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Alarum Antony's battle bear blood Brutus and Cassius Cæs Cæsar's body Cæsar's death Caius Calpurnia Capitol Casca Cato cause character Cicero Cinna Clitus conj conspiracy conspirators Coriolanus crown dead Decius deed doth drama enemies Exeunt Exit eyes fear fell fire follow Fourth Cit friends ghost give gods Hamlet hand hast hath hear heart honor ides of March ISRAEL GOLLANCZ Julius Cæsar kill king Lepidus Ligarius live look lord Lucilius Marcus Brutus Mark Antony Marullus matter means Messala Metellus Cimber mind night noble Brutus Octavius oration Philippi Pindarus play Plutarch Poet Pompey Pompey's Portia Publius pulpit reason Roman Rome scene Senate Shakespeare slain speak speech spirit stand Strato sword tell thee thing Third Cit thou art thought tion Titinius to-day tragedy Trebonius unto Volumnius word wrong
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Página 30 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council, and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Página 5 - You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things ! O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey ? "Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Página 70 - Who, you all know, are honorable men : I will not do them wrong ; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honorable men.
Página 73 - What private griefs they have, alas ! I know not, That made them do it ; they are wise and honourable, 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.
Página 16 - He reads much; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music: Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing.
Página 84 - And not for justice ? 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?
Página 68 - 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. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 65 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand, why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer,— Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
Página 71 - Caesar lov'd you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
Página 72 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...