The Tragedy of Julius CaesarHeath, 1911 - 143 Seiten |
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... Alarum . Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA . 100 110 120 [ Exeunt . Bru . Ride , ride , Messala , ride , and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side . Let them set on at once ; for I perceive But cold demeanour in Octavius ' wing ...
... Alarum . Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA . 100 110 120 [ Exeunt . Bru . Ride , ride , Messala , ride , and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side . Let them set on at once ; for I perceive But cold demeanour in Octavius ' wing ...
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... Alarum . Re - enter MESSALA , with BRUTUS , young CATO , STRATO , VOLUMNIUS , and LUCILIUS . Bru . Where , where , Messala , doth his body lie ? Mes . Lo , yonder , and Titinius mourning it . Bru . Titinius ' face is upward . Cato . He ...
... Alarum . Re - enter MESSALA , with BRUTUS , young CATO , STRATO , VOLUMNIUS , and LUCILIUS . Bru . Where , where , Messala , doth his body lie ? Mes . Lo , yonder , and Titinius mourning it . Bru . Titinius ' face is upward . Cato . He ...
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... Alarum still . Cli . Fly , fly , my lord ; there is no tarrying here . Bru . Farewell to you ; and you ; and you , Volumnius . Strato , thou hast been all this while asleep ; Farewell to thee too , Strato . Countrymen , My heart doth ...
... Alarum still . Cli . Fly , fly , my lord ; there is no tarrying here . Bru . Farewell to you ; and you ; and you , Volumnius . Strato , thou hast been all this while asleep ; Farewell to thee too , Strato . Countrymen , My heart doth ...
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... Alarum . Retreat . Enter OCTAVIUS , ANTONY , MESSALA , LUCILIUS , and the army . Oct. What man is that ? Mes . My master's man . Strato , where is thy master ? Stra . Free from the bondage you are in , Messala : The conquerors can but ...
... Alarum . Retreat . Enter OCTAVIUS , ANTONY , MESSALA , LUCILIUS , and the army . Oct. What man is that ? Mes . My master's man . Strato , where is thy master ? Stra . Free from the bondage you are in , Messala : The conquerors can but ...
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... alarum ( stage - direction , pas- sim ) , call to arms ; another form of ' alarm ' ( cf. through , thorough : flip , fillip , & c . ) : from It . all'arme . and , an ( i . 2. 268 ) = if . The same word is used for the conditional ...
... alarum ( stage - direction , pas- sim ) , call to arms ; another form of ' alarm ' ( cf. through , thorough : flip , fillip , & c . ) : from It . all'arme . and , an ( i . 2. 268 ) = if . The same word is used for the conditional ...
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Alarum Antony and Cleopatra Antony's Artemidorus bear blood Brutus and Cassius Cæs Caius Calpurnia Capitol Casca Cassius Cato Cicero Cinna common conspirators Coriolanus danger death Decius Decius Brutus doth drachma Edited Enter BRUTUS Exeunt Exit favour fear fire follow Fourth Cit frequently friends give Glossary gods hand hath hear heart hence honourable humour ides of March Julius Cæsar Lepidus Ligarius live look lord Lucilius Lucius Marcus Brutus Mark Antony means Messala Metellus Cimber mighty modern never night noble Brutus North's Plutarch Octavius Philippi phrase Pindarus play Pompey's Portia Publius Re-enter Roman Rome scansion scansion see Appendix scene senate sense Shake Shakespeare Soothsayer speak speech spirit stand Strato sword syllable tell thee things Third Cit thou art Titinius to-day Trebonius unto verb Volumnius word wrong
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Seite 51 - 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 53 - 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; I tell you that which you yourselves do know...
Seite 58 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And sell the mighty space of our large honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?
Seite 50 - ... 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!
Seite 52 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished 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?
Seite 50 - 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 ? O 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 50 - He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff. Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Seite 14 - 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...
Seite 46 - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue, A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...
Seite 60 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...