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Enter Marnus Andronicus , Lucius , Quintus , and Marcus . Mar. Oh , Titus , fee ,
oh , see , what thou hast done ! In a bad quarrel Nain a virtuous son . Tit . No ,
foolish tribune , no . No son of mine , - Nor thou , nor these confederates in the
deed ...
Enter Marnus Andronicus , Lucius , Quintus , and Marcus . Mar. Oh , Titus , fee ,
oh , see , what thou hast done ! In a bad quarrel Nain a virtuous son . Tit . No ,
foolish tribune , no . No son of mine , - Nor thou , nor these confederates in the
deed ...
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But who comes with our brother Marcus here ? Enter Marcus and Lavinia , Mar.
Titus , prepare thy noble eyes . to weep , Or , if not so , thy noble heart to break ; I
bring consuming sorrow to thine age . Tit . Will it consume me ? let me see it then
...
But who comes with our brother Marcus here ? Enter Marcus and Lavinia , Mar.
Titus , prepare thy noble eyes . to weep , Or , if not so , thy noble heart to break ; I
bring consuming sorrow to thine age . Tit . Will it consume me ? let me see it then
...
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Ah , Marcus , Marcus ! brother , well I wot , Thy napkin cannot drink a tear of mine
, For thou , poor man , hast drown'd it with thine own . Luc . Ah , my Lavinia , I will
wipe thy cheeks . Tit . Mark , Marcus , mark ; I understand her signs ; Had the a ...
Ah , Marcus , Marcus ! brother , well I wot , Thy napkin cannot drink a tear of mine
, For thou , poor man , hast drown'd it with thine own . Luc . Ah , my Lavinia , I will
wipe thy cheeks . Tit . Mark , Marcus , mark ; I understand her signs ; Had the a ...
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Marcus , unknit that sorrow - wreathen knot ; Thy niece and I , poor creatures ,
want our hands , And cannot passionate our ten - fold grief With folded arms .
This poor right hand of mine Is left to tyrannize upon my breast ; And when my
heart ...
Marcus , unknit that sorrow - wreathen knot ; Thy niece and I , poor creatures ,
want our hands , And cannot passionate our ten - fold grief With folded arms .
This poor right hand of mine Is left to tyrannize upon my breast ; And when my
heart ...
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Marcus , we are but shrubs , no cedars we , No big - bon'd men , fram'd of the
Cyclops ' size , But metal , Marcus , steel to the very back ; ' Yet wrung with
wrongs more than our backs can bear . And fith there is no justice in earth nor
hell , We ...
Marcus , we are but shrubs , no cedars we , No big - bon'd men , fram'd of the
Cyclops ' size , But metal , Marcus , steel to the very back ; ' Yet wrung with
wrongs more than our backs can bear . And fith there is no justice in earth nor
hell , We ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 251 - 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...
Seite 63 - 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 65 - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason ! — Bear with me ; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Seite 70 - 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.
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 84 - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Seite 42 - 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.
Seite 70 - 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 70 - 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...
Seite 10 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Timon of Athens. Titus Andronicus Band 8 von The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Herausgeber | Samuel Johnson, George Steevens |
| Verlag | C. Bathurst, 1773 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 28. Dez. 2006 |
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