The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Band 7J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... spirit that is in Antony . Let me not hinder , Caffius , your defires ; I'll leave you . Caf . Brutus , I do obferve you now of lates I have not from your eyes that gentleness And fhew of love , as I was wont to have . You bear too ...
... spirit that is in Antony . Let me not hinder , Caffius , your defires ; I'll leave you . Caf . Brutus , I do obferve you now of lates I have not from your eyes that gentleness And fhew of love , as I was wont to have . You bear too ...
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... spirits : Our yoke and fuff'rance fhew us womanish . Cafea . Indeed , they fay , the Senators to - morrow Mean to establish ... spirit : 4 and children calculate ; ] Calculate here fignifies to foretel or prophefy : For the cuftom of ...
... spirits : Our yoke and fuff'rance fhew us womanish . Cafea . Indeed , they fay , the Senators to - morrow Mean to establish ... spirit : 4 and children calculate ; ] Calculate here fignifies to foretel or prophefy : For the cuftom of ...
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... spirit of Cæfar , And in the spirit of man there is no blood : O , that we then could come by Cafar's fpirit , And not difmember Cafar ! but alas ! Cæfar muft bleed for it . And , gentle friends , Let's kill him boldly , but not ...
... spirit of Cæfar , And in the spirit of man there is no blood : O , that we then could come by Cafar's fpirit , And not difmember Cafar ! but alas ! Cæfar muft bleed for it . And , gentle friends , Let's kill him boldly , but not ...
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... spirits , and formal conftancy . And fo , good - morrow to you every one . [ Exeunt . Manet Brutus . Boy ! Lucius ! -Faft afleep . It is no matter , Enjoy the honey heavy dew of Slumber . Thou haft no figures , nor no fantafies , Which ...
... spirits , and formal conftancy . And fo , good - morrow to you every one . [ Exeunt . Manet Brutus . Boy ! Lucius ! -Faft afleep . It is no matter , Enjoy the honey heavy dew of Slumber . Thou haft no figures , nor no fantafies , Which ...
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... spirit from mine eyes ! There is my dagger , And here my naked breast within , a heart Dearer than Plutus ' Mine , richer than gold ; If that thou be'ft a Roman , take it forth . I , that deny'd thee gold , will give my heart ; Strike ...
... spirit from mine eyes ! There is my dagger , And here my naked breast within , a heart Dearer than Plutus ' Mine , richer than gold ; If that thou be'ft a Roman , take it forth . I , that deny'd thee gold , will give my heart ; Strike ...
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Achilles Ægypt Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anfwer Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Calchas caufe Char Charmion Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Creffida Cymbeline defire Diomede doth Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fear feems fenfe fhall fhew fhould fome fpeak fpeech fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword give Gods Guiderius Hanmer hath hear heart heav'ns Hector himſelf honour Iach itſelf kifs lady laft Lord Madam mafter Mark Antony moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft noble Octavius paffage Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey prefent Priam purpoſe quarto Queen reafon Roman Rome SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD Ther Therfites theſe thing thofe thoſe thou Titinius Troi Troilus Ulyf uſe WARB WARBURTON whofe word
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Seite 64 - 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 ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Seite 10 - I did hear him groan ; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Seite 65 - 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...
Seite 55 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy...
Seite 62 - 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.
Seite 11 - 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.
Seite 11 - 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.
Seite 58 - Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves; than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? 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.
Seite 101 - 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!
Seite 39 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.