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Page 153
And , in the brunt of seventeen battles since , He lurch ' d all swords o ' the
garland . For this last , Before and in Corioli , let me say , I cannot speak him
home : He stopp ' d the fliers ; And , by his rare example , made the coward Turn
terror into ...
And , in the brunt of seventeen battles since , He lurch ' d all swords o ' the
garland . For this last , Before and in Corioli , let me say , I cannot speak him
home : He stopp ' d the fliers ; And , by his rare example , made the coward Turn
terror into ...
Page 241
The man is noble , and his fame folds in This orb o ' the earth . ' His last offence to
us Shall have judicious hearing . – Stand , Aufidius , And trouble not the peace .
Cor . O , that I had him , With six Aufidiuses , or more , his tribe , To use my ...
The man is noble , and his fame folds in This orb o ' the earth . ' His last offence to
us Shall have judicious hearing . – Stand , Aufidius , And trouble not the peace .
Cor . O , that I had him , With six Aufidiuses , or more , his tribe , To use my ...
Page 421
Now I must To the young man send humble treaties , dodge And palter in the
shifts of lowness ; who With half the bulk o ' the world play ' d as I pleas ' d ,
Making , and marring fortunes . You did know , How much you were my
conqueror ; and ...
Now I must To the young man send humble treaties , dodge And palter in the
shifts of lowness ; who With half the bulk o ' the world play ' d as I pleas ' d ,
Making , and marring fortunes . You did know , How much you were my
conqueror ; and ...
Page 449
The shirt of Nessus is upon me : Teach me , Alcides , thou mine ancestor , thy
rage : Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o ' the moon ; ' And with those hands ,
that grasp ' d the heaviest club , Subdue my worthiest self . The witch shall die ;
To ...
The shirt of Nessus is upon me : Teach me , Alcides , thou mine ancestor , thy
rage : Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o ' the moon ; ' And with those hands ,
that grasp ' d the heaviest club , Subdue my worthiest self . The witch shall die ;
To ...
Page 459
0 , see , my women , The crown o ' the earth doth melt : - My lord ! - O , wither ' d is
the garland of the war , The soldier ' s pole is fallen ; young boys , and girls , Are
level now with men : the odds is gone , And there is nothing left remarkable ...
0 , see , my women , The crown o ' the earth doth melt : - My lord ! - O , wither ' d is
the garland of the war , The soldier ' s pole is fallen ; young boys , and girls , Are
level now with men : the odds is gone , And there is nothing left remarkable ...
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Page 288 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me : But Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. 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 246 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their...
Page 289 - Who, you all know, are honourable men : I will not do them wrong ; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.
Page 364 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Page 447 - 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.
Page 291 - Caesar lov'd him. This was the most unkindest cut of all: For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
Page 246 - 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 ourselve»dishonourable graves. , Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus, and Caesar: what should be in that Caesar?
Page 292 - 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 ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
Page 288 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears : I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 290 - 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.
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| Title | The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with a selection of notes from the most emient commentators, &c., by A. Chalmers, Volume 8 The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with a selection of notes from the most emient commentators, &c., by A. Chalmers, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editors | George Steevens, Alexander Chalmers |
| Published | 1805 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 17 May 2006 |
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