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 |
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Page 156
We have power in ourselves to do it , but it is a power that we have no power to
do : for if he show us his wounds , and tell us his deeds , we are to put our
tongues into those wounds , and speak for them ; so , if he tell us his noble deeds
, we ...
We have power in ourselves to do it , but it is a power that we have no power to
do : for if he show us his wounds , and tell us his deeds , we are to put our
tongues into those wounds , and speak for them ; so , if he tell us his noble deeds
, we ...
Page 257
Such men as he be never at heart ' s ease , bruch Whiles they behold a greater
than themselves ; And therefore are they very dangerous . damu I rather tell thee
what is to be fear ' d , die wir bis Than what I fear , for always I am Cæsar . doua ...
Such men as he be never at heart ' s ease , bruch Whiles they behold a greater
than themselves ; And therefore are they very dangerous . damu I rather tell thee
what is to be fear ' d , die wir bis Than what I fear , for always I am Cæsar . doua ...
Page 281
Here ' s Decius Brutus , he shall tell them so . Dec . Cæsar , all hail ! Good
morrow , worthy Cæsar : I come to fetch you to the senate - house . Cæs . And
you are come in very happy time , To bear my greeting to the senators , And tell
them ...
Here ' s Decius Brutus , he shall tell them so . Dec . Cæsar , all hail ! Good
morrow , worthy Cæsar : I come to fetch you to the senate - house . Cæs . And
you are come in very happy time , To bear my greeting to the senators , And tell
them ...
Page 348
Nay , come , tell Iras hers . Alex . We ' ll know all our fortunes . Eno . Mine , and
most of our fortunes , to - night , shall be - drunk to bed . Iras . There ' s a palm
presages chastity , if nothing else . Char . Even as the o ' erflowing Nilus
presageth ...
Nay , come , tell Iras hers . Alex . We ' ll know all our fortunes . Eno . Mine , and
most of our fortunes , to - night , shall be - drunk to bed . Iras . There ' s a palm
presages chastity , if nothing else . Char . Even as the o ' erflowing Nilus
presageth ...
Page 464
Antony Did tell me of you , bade me trust you ; but I do not greatly care to be
deceiv ' d , That have no use for trusting . If your inaster Would have a queen his
beggar , you must tell him , That majesty , to keep decorum , must No less beg
than a ...
Antony Did tell me of you , bade me trust you ; but I do not greatly care to be
deceiv ' d , That have no use for trusting . If your inaster Would have a queen his
beggar , you must tell him , That majesty , to keep decorum , must No less beg
than a ...
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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.