The Tragedy of Julius CaesarHeath, 1895 - 143 pages |
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... gods ? " Cassius can proclaim with Epicurean fervour that " The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars , But in ourselves , that we are underlings " ; but even he is thoroughly possessed with the sense of doom at the end of the play ...
... gods ? " Cassius can proclaim with Epicurean fervour that " The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars , But in ourselves , that we are underlings " ; but even he is thoroughly possessed with the sense of doom at the end of the play ...
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... gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude . Flav . Go , go , good countrymen , and , for this fault , Assemble all the poor men of your sort ; Draw them to Tiber banks , and weep your tears Into the channel ...
... gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude . Flav . Go , go , good countrymen , and , for this fault , Assemble all the poor men of your sort ; Draw them to Tiber banks , and weep your tears Into the channel ...
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... gods so speed me as I love The name of honour more than I fear death . Cas . I know that virtue to be in you ... god , and Cassius is A wretched creature and must bend his body , If Cæsar carelessly but nod on him . He had a fever when ...
... gods so speed me as I love The name of honour more than I fear death . Cas . I know that virtue to be in you ... god , and Cassius is A wretched creature and must bend his body , If Cæsar carelessly but nod on him . He had a fever when ...
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... gods , it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone . Bru . Another general shout ! I do believe that these applauses are 120 130 [ Shout . Flourish . For some new ...
... gods , it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone . Bru . Another general shout ! I do believe that these applauses are 120 130 [ Shout . Flourish . For some new ...
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... a civil strife in heaven , Or else the world , too saucy with the gods , Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any thing more wonderful ? 10 Casca . A common slave — you know him well 330 [ Act I. JULIUS CÆSAR .
... a civil strife in heaven , Or else the world , too saucy with the gods , Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any thing more wonderful ? 10 Casca . A common slave — you know him well 330 [ Act I. JULIUS CÆSAR .
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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 Clitus common conspirators danger death Decius Decius Brutus doth drachma Enter BRUTUS Exeunt Exit favour fear fire follow Fourth Cit frequently friends give Glossary gods hand hast hath hear heart hence honourable humour ides of March Julius Cæsar Lepidus Ligarius live look lord Lucil Lucilius Lucius Lupercalia Marcus Brutus Mark Antony means Messala Metellus Cimber 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 speak speech spirit stand Strato sword syllable tell thee things Third Cit thou art Titinius to-day Trebonius unto verb Volumnius weak stress word wrong
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Page 61 - 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...
Page 59 - 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.
Page 60 - 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 Ceesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 66 - 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?
Page 73 - How ill this taper burns ! Ha ! who comes here ? I think it is the weakness of mine eyes That shapes this monstrous apparition. It comes upon me. Art thou any thing ? Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil, That mak'st my blood cold and my hair to stare ? Speak to me what thou art.
Page 58 - 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.
Page 22 - 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...
Page 68 - 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...
Page 43 - 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.
Page 26 - 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...