The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 10Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... thy hand , here's my purse . Hast any of thy late master's garments in thy possession ? Pis . I have , my lord , at my lodging , the same suit he wore when he took leave of my lady and mistress . Clo . The first service thou dost me ...
... thy hand , here's my purse . Hast any of thy late master's garments in thy possession ? Pis . I have , my lord , at my lodging , the same suit he wore when he took leave of my lady and mistress . Clo . The first service thou dost me ...
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... thy brother . Re - enter GUIDERIUS , with CLOTEN's Head . Gui . This Cloten was a fool ; an empty purse , There was no ... hast thou done ? Gui . I am perfect , what : cut off one Cloten's head , Son to the queen , after his own report ...
... thy brother . Re - enter GUIDERIUS , with CLOTEN's Head . Gui . This Cloten was a fool ; an empty purse , There was no ... hast thou done ? Gui . I am perfect , what : cut off one Cloten's head , Son to the queen , after his own report ...
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... thou had'st not done't ! though va- lour Becomes thee well enough . Arv . ' Would I had done't , So the revenge alone pursued me ! —Polydore , I love thee brotherly ; but envy much , Thou hast robb'd me of this deed : I would , revenges ...
... thou had'st not done't ! though va- lour Becomes thee well enough . Arv . ' Would I had done't , So the revenge alone pursued me ! —Polydore , I love thee brotherly ; but envy much , Thou hast robb'd me of this deed : I would , revenges ...
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... Thou thy worldly task hast done , Home art gone , and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - sweepers , come to dust . Arv . Fear no more the frown o'the great , Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more ...
... Thou thy worldly task hast done , Home art gone , and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - sweepers , come to dust . Arv . Fear no more the frown o'the great , Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more ...
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... thee ! Thou , Conspir'd with that irregulous devil , Cloten , Hast here cut off my lord .--- To write , and read , Be henceforth treacherous ! --- Damn'd Pisanio Hath with his forged letters , --- damn'd Pisanio --- From this most ...
... thee ! Thou , Conspir'd with that irregulous devil , Cloten , Hast here cut off my lord .--- To write , and read , Be henceforth treacherous ! --- Damn'd Pisanio Hath with his forged letters , --- damn'd Pisanio --- From this most ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
1st Cit 1st Sold 2d Cit 2d Sold 4th Cit AGRIPPA ALEXAS BELARIUS blood brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar call'd Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cinna Cleo Cleopatra Clitus Cloten CYMBELINE dead death doth Egypt ENOBARBUS Enter ANTONY Enter CESAR Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell fear fortune friends Fulvia give gods Guard GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach IACHIMO Imogen Iras Julius Cæsar king lady Leonatus Lepidus look lord LUCILIUS Lucius madam Mark Antony master Mess Messala mistress never night noble o'the Octavia on't Parthia peace Pisanio Pompey Post POSTHUMUS pr'ythee pray PROCULEIUS queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE soldier Sooth speak stand sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Trebonius villain What's word
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Página 193 - 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. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill ; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious ? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 193 - 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. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 194 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Página 196 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors
Página 145 - 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.
Página 194 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament — Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds And dip their napkins in his sacred blood, Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.
Página 197 - 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...
Página 232 - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He, only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, This was a man!
Página 147 - Would he were fatter : — But I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
Página 188 - Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy — Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue — A curse shall light upon the limbs of men ; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy ; Blood and destruction shall be so in use And dreadful objects so familiar That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quartered with the hands of war; All pity choked with custom of fell...