The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added Notes, Volumen12 |
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But it does not ; for it reads , not “ O Gods , " as Mr. Steevens supposed , but o
God , an adjuration surely not proper in the mouth of a heathen . Add to this , that
the word but is exhibited with a small initial letter , in the only authentick copy ;
and ...
But it does not ; for it reads , not “ O Gods , " as Mr. Steevens supposed , but o
God , an adjuration surely not proper in the mouth of a heathen . Add to this , that
the word but is exhibited with a small initial letter , in the only authentick copy ;
and ...
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The honour'd gods Keep Rome in safety , and the chairs of justice Supply'd with
worthy men ! plant love among us ! Throng our large temples with the shows of
peace , , And not our streets with war ! 2 fense I believe is , What be bas in bis ...
The honour'd gods Keep Rome in safety , and the chairs of justice Supply'd with
worthy men ! plant love among us ! Throng our large temples with the shows of
peace , , And not our streets with war ! 2 fense I believe is , What be bas in bis ...
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The glorious gods fit in hourly fynod ? about thy particular prosperity , and love
thee no worse than thy old father Menenius does ! O , my son ! my son ! thou art
preparing fire for us ; look thee , here's water to quench it . I was hardly moved to
...
The glorious gods fit in hourly fynod ? about thy particular prosperity , and love
thee no worse than thy old father Menenius does ! O , my son ! my son ! thou art
preparing fire for us ; look thee , here's water to quench it . I was hardly moved to
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So , in Sir Thomas North : - " There Caffius beganne to speake first , and sayd :
the gods graunt vs , O Brutus , that this day we may winne the field , and euer
after to live all the rest of our life quietly , one with another . But fith the gods haue
fo ...
So , in Sir Thomas North : - " There Caffius beganne to speake first , and sayd :
the gods graunt vs , O Brutus , that this day we may winne the field , and euer
after to live all the rest of our life quietly , one with another . But fith the gods haue
fo ...
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With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are
Added Notes William Shakespeare. I robb'd his wound of it ; behold it stain'd With
his moft noble blood . CÆs . Look you sad , friends ? The gods rebuke me , but it
is ...
With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are
Added Notes William Shakespeare. I robb'd his wound of it ; behold it stain'd With
his moft noble blood . CÆs . Look you sad , friends ? The gods rebuke me , but it
is ...
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Página 243 - 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 341 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Página 332 - 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 334 - 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 234 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. Boy ! Auf.
Página 624 - 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 272 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Página 223 - O mother, mother! What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! You have won a happy victory to Rome; But for your son— believe it, O, believe it!— Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Página 340 - 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 336 - 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.
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| Título | The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added Notes, Volumen12 The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added Notes, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | T. Longman, 1793 |
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