The Works of Shakespeare, Volumen7J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... ? Cafca . No , I am promis'd forth . Caf . Will you dine with me to morrow ? Cafca . Ay , if I be alive , and your mind hold , and your dinner be worth the eating . Caf . Caf . Good , I will expect you . Cafca JULIUS CESAR . 15.
... ? Cafca . No , I am promis'd forth . Caf . Will you dine with me to morrow ? Cafca . Ay , if I be alive , and your mind hold , and your dinner be worth the eating . Caf . Caf . Good , I will expect you . Cafca JULIUS CESAR . 15.
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... morrow , if you please to speak with me , I will come home to you ; or , if you will , Come home to me , and I will wait for [ Exit . you . Caf . I will do fo ; till then , think of the world . [ Exit Brutus . Well , Brutus , thou art ...
... morrow , if you please to speak with me , I will come home to you ; or , if you will , Come home to me , and I will wait for [ Exit . you . Caf . I will do fo ; till then , think of the world . [ Exit Brutus . Well , Brutus , thou art ...
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... morrow ? Cafca . He doth : for he did bid Antonius Send word to you , he would be there to morrow . Cic . Good night then , Cafca ; this disturbed sky Is not to walk in . Cafca . Farewel , Cicero . Caf . Who's there ? Cafca . A Roman ...
... morrow ? Cafca . He doth : for he did bid Antonius Send word to you , he would be there to morrow . Cic . Good night then , Cafca ; this disturbed sky Is not to walk in . Cafca . Farewel , Cicero . Caf . Who's there ? Cafca . A Roman ...
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... morrow Mean to establish Cæfar as a King : And he shall wear his Crown by fea and land , In every place , fave here in Italy . Caf . I know , where I will wear this dagger then . Caffius from bondage will deliver Caffius . Therein , ye ...
... morrow Mean to establish Cæfar as a King : And he shall wear his Crown by fea and land , In every place , fave here in Italy . Caf . I know , where I will wear this dagger then . Caffius from bondage will deliver Caffius . Therein , ye ...
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... morrow , boy , the Ides of March ? ( 6 ) Luc . I know not , Sir . ( 6 ) Is not to morrow , boy , the firft of March ? ] I dare pronounce a palpable Blunder here , which none of the Editors have ever been aware of . Brutus enquires ...
... morrow , boy , the Ides of March ? ( 6 ) Luc . I know not , Sir . ( 6 ) Is not to morrow , boy , the firft of March ? ] I dare pronounce a palpable Blunder here , which none of the Editors have ever been aware of . Brutus enquires ...
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Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.