The Works of Shakespeare, Zväzok 7J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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Strana 11
... huge legs , and peep about To find ourselves difhonourable graves . Men at fome times are mafters of their fates : The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars , But But in ourselves , that we are underlings . Brutus JULIUS CESAR . II.
... huge legs , and peep about To find ourselves difhonourable graves . Men at fome times are mafters of their fates : The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars , But But in ourselves , that we are underlings . Brutus JULIUS CESAR . II.
Strana 30
... Dear my lord , Make me acquainted with your caufe of grief . Bru . I am not well in health , and that is all . Por . Brutus is wife , and , were he not in health , He would embrace the means to come by it . Bru . Why , fo I do : good ...
... Dear my lord , Make me acquainted with your caufe of grief . Bru . I am not well in health , and that is all . Por . Brutus is wife , and , were he not in health , He would embrace the means to come by it . Bru . Why , fo I do : good ...
Strana 31
... dear to me , as are the ruddy drops That vifit my fad heart . Por . If this were true , then fhould I know this fe- cret . I grant , I am a woman ; but withal , A woman that lord Brutus took to wife : I grant , I am a woman ; but withal ...
... dear to me , as are the ruddy drops That vifit my fad heart . Por . If this were true , then fhould I know this fe- cret . I grant , I am a woman ; but withal , A woman that lord Brutus took to wife : I grant , I am a woman ; but withal ...
Strana 35
... dear , dear , love To your proceeding bids me tell you this : And reason to my love is liable . Caf . How foolish do your Fears feem now , Cal pburnia ? I am ashamed , I did yield to them . Give me my Robe , for I will go : Enter Brutus ...
... dear , dear , love To your proceeding bids me tell you this : And reason to my love is liable . Caf . How foolish do your Fears feem now , Cal pburnia ? I am ashamed , I did yield to them . Give me my Robe , for I will go : Enter Brutus ...
Strana 49
... dear friend of Cafar's , to him I fay , that Brutus's love to Cafar was no less than his . If then that friend demand , why Brutus rofe againft Cæfar , this is my Anfwer : Not that I lov'd Cafar lefs , but that I lov'd Rome more . Had ...
... dear friend of Cafar's , to him I fay , that Brutus's love to Cafar was no less than his . If then that friend demand , why Brutus rofe againft Cæfar , this is my Anfwer : Not that I lov'd Cafar lefs , but that I lov'd Rome more . Had ...
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Strana 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...
Strana 47 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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...
Strana 49 - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.