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Turks honour fools , because they are By that defect secure From slavery and
toils of war , Which all the rest endure . So I , who suffer cold neglect And wounds
from CeziA's eyes , Begin extremely to respect These fools that seem so wise .
Turks honour fools , because they are By that defect secure From slavery and
toils of war , Which all the rest endure . So I , who suffer cold neglect And wounds
from CeziA's eyes , Begin extremely to respect These fools that seem so wise .
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Just as a changeling seems below the rest of men , or rather is a two - legg'd
beast ; So these gigantick souls amaz'd we find As much above the rest of human
kind ! Nature's whole strength united ! endless fame , And universal shouts ,
attend ...
Just as a changeling seems below the rest of men , or rather is a two - legg'd
beast ; So these gigantick souls amaz'd we find As much above the rest of human
kind ! Nature's whole strength united ! endless fame , And universal shouts ,
attend ...
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Among the rest , with wonder be it told , That BRUTUS is admir'd for CÆSAR's
death ; By which he yet survives in fame's immortal breath . BRUTUS , ev'n he , of
all the rest , In whom we should that deed the most detest , Is of mankind ...
Among the rest , with wonder be it told , That BRUTUS is admir'd for CÆSAR's
death ; By which he yet survives in fame's immortal breath . BRUTUS , ev'n he , of
all the rest , In whom we should that deed the most detest , Is of mankind ...
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LUCIUS . Somebody knocks at the gate : Sir , shall I open ? BRUTUS . See who '
tis first ; go boy , and bring me word . [ Exit LUCIUS , Would it were over once ; I
cannot rest : In such a plot there is no peace of mind : The harshness of this deed
...
LUCIUS . Somebody knocks at the gate : Sir , shall I open ? BRUTUS . See who '
tis first ; go boy , and bring me word . [ Exit LUCIUS , Would it were over once ; I
cannot rest : In such a plot there is no peace of mind : The harshness of this deed
...
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By John Sheffield, ... John Sheffield Duke of Buckingham. 1 1 So long a march
must weary out our strength , Which rest will give us here . Let them come on ,
And , tir'd with toil , expose their bending bodies Under our lusty arms , vigorous
and ...
By John Sheffield, ... John Sheffield Duke of Buckingham. 1 1 So long a march
must weary out our strength , Which rest will give us here . Let them come on ,
And , tir'd with toil , expose their bending bodies Under our lusty arms , vigorous
and ...
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Términos y frases comunes
againſt ANTONY appear arms bear beauty beſt better blood body BRUTUS CAESAR cares CASCA CASSIUS cauſe charms Citizen danger dear death doubt Enter ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fall fame fate fault fear fire firſt foes force give Gods grief hand happy hear heart Heav'n himſelf hold honour hope itſelf joys JUNIA juſt kill kind laſt leave liberty live look loſe LUCILIUS mankind mean mind moſt move muſt nature never night noble once pain paſſion pity pleaſe pleaſure poor PORTIA pow'r praiſe rage reaſon reſt Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſee ſeem ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſome ſoul ſpeak ſtill ſuch tears tell tender thee theſe thing thoſe thou thoughts VARIUS virtue whoſe wiſe worthy wretched yield
Pasajes populares
Página 199 - O what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?
Página 197 - 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 198 - Caesar loved 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 146 - 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 myself.
Página 88 - Read Homer once, and you can read no more ; For all books else appear so mean, so poor, Verse will seem prose : but still persist to read. And Homer will be all the books you need.
Página 64 - I as wife as many of my fex : But time and you may bolder thoughts infpire ; And I, perhaps, may yield to your defire.
Página 199 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Página 64 - For now my Pen has tir'd my tender Hand : My Woman knows the Secret of my Heart, And may hereafter better News impart.
Página 87 - A work of such inestimable worth, There are but two the world has yet brought forth ! HOMER and VIRGIL ! with what...
Página 207 - But here our author, befides other faults Of ill expreffions, and of vulgar thoughts, Commits one crime that needs an act of grace, And breaks the law of unity of place...