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... wrong , the proud man's contumely , The pangs of despised love , the law's delay , The insolence of office , and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes , When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin ? Who would ...
... wrong , the proud man's contumely , The pangs of despised love , the law's delay , The insolence of office , and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes , When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin ? Who would ...
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... wrong , Deny their office : only you do lack That mercy , which fierce fire and iron extends , Creatures of note , for mercy - lacking uses . Hub . Well , see to live ; I will not touch thine eyes For all the treasure that thine uncle ...
... wrong , Deny their office : only you do lack That mercy , which fierce fire and iron extends , Creatures of note , for mercy - lacking uses . Hub . Well , see to live ; I will not touch thine eyes For all the treasure that thine uncle ...
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... wrong'd me doth appear in this : You have condemned and noted Lucius Pella , For taking bribes here of the Sardians ; Wherein my letters , praying on his side , Because I knew the man , were slighted off . Bru . You wronged yourself to ...
... wrong'd me doth appear in this : You have condemned and noted Lucius Pella , For taking bribes here of the Sardians ; Wherein my letters , praying on his side , Because I knew the man , were slighted off . Bru . You wronged yourself to ...
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... wrong me every way ; you wrong me , Brutus ; I said an elder soldier , not a better : Did I say better ? I Bru . If you did , I care not . Cas . When Cæsar lived he durst not thus have moved me . Bru . Peace , peace ; you durst not so ...
... wrong me every way ; you wrong me , Brutus ; I said an elder soldier , not a better : Did I say better ? I Bru . If you did , I care not . Cas . When Cæsar lived he durst not thus have moved me . Bru . Peace , peace ; you durst not so ...
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... wrong thee , nor exchange My lot with living being : I can bear However wretchedly , ' tis still to bear In life what others could not brook to dream , But perish in their slumber . C. Hunter . And with this- This cautious feeling for ...
... wrong thee , nor exchange My lot with living being : I can bear However wretchedly , ' tis still to bear In life what others could not brook to dream , But perish in their slumber . C. Hunter . And with this- This cautious feeling for ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Acres Adras Æsop answer arms art thou behold black crows blood brave Brutus Bull Cæsar Casca Cassius Cato cheers cried danger dare dark dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth Enter Exit eyes father fear Gabor gentleman give hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour Jaff justice king ladies Lioni live look lord Loud Mark Antony ne'er never night noble o'er once Pangloss Papillion peace pray prince Puff R. B. SHERIDAN Rienzi rise Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians SHAKESPERE Shylock SIEGENDORF Sir Anth Sir Fret Sir Luc slave smile Sneer soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought tongue traitor Twas Tyke Venice voice word young Zounds
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 261 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Seite 28 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Seite 35 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Seite 154 - Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
Seite 236 - I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Seite 259 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour ; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Ctesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Seite 170 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...
Seite 174 - 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 170 - 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 18 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...