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Page 49
Most sweet voices — Better it is to die , better to ftarve , Than crave the hire ,
which first we do deserve . Why in this woolvish Gown should I stand here , To
beg of Hob and Dick , that do appear , Their needless Vaucher ? Custom calls
me to't ...
Most sweet voices — Better it is to die , better to ftarve , Than crave the hire ,
which first we do deserve . Why in this woolvish Gown should I stand here , To
beg of Hob and Dick , that do appear , Their needless Vaucher ? Custom calls
me to't ...
Page 179
You say , you are a better foldier ; Let it appear fo ; make your Vaunting true , And
it Thall please me well . For mine own part , I shall be glad to learn of noble men .
Caf . You wrong me every way you wrong mc , Brutus ; I said , an elder soldier ...
You say , you are a better foldier ; Let it appear fo ; make your Vaunting true , And
it Thall please me well . For mine own part , I shall be glad to learn of noble men .
Caf . You wrong me every way you wrong mc , Brutus ; I said , an elder soldier ...
Page 188
Not that we love words better , as you do . Bru . Good words are better than bad
Itrokes , Okta , vius . Ant . In your bad ftrokes , Brutus , you give good words .
Witness the hole you made in Cæsar's heart , Crying , " long live ! hail , Cæfar ? ”
Caf .
Not that we love words better , as you do . Bru . Good words are better than bad
Itrokes , Okta , vius . Ant . In your bad ftrokes , Brutus , you give good words .
Witness the hole you made in Cæsar's heart , Crying , " long live ! hail , Cæfar ? ”
Caf .
Page 207
Well , if you were but an inch of fortune better than I , where would you chuse it ?
Iras . Not in my husband's nose . Char . Our worser thoughts heav'ns mend !
Alexas , Come , lis fortune ; his fortune . O , let him marry a Woman that cannot go
...
Well , if you were but an inch of fortune better than I , where would you chuse it ?
Iras . Not in my husband's nose . Char . Our worser thoughts heav'ns mend !
Alexas , Come , lis fortune ; his fortune . O , let him marry a Woman that cannot go
...
Page 394
Than be so , Better to cease to be . Pray , Sir , to th ' army ; I and my brother are
not known ; yourself So out of thought , and thereto so o'er - grown , Cannot be
question'd . Aru . By this Sun that shines , I'll thither ; what thing is it , that I never
Did ...
Than be so , Better to cease to be . Pray , Sir , to th ' army ; I and my brother are
not known ; yourself So out of thought , and thereto so o'er - grown , Cannot be
question'd . Aru . By this Sun that shines , I'll thither ; what thing is it , that I never
Did ...
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Page 127 - 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.
Page 149 - 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 169 - It will inflame you, it will make you mad: 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
Page 171 - Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They, that have done this deed, are honourable; What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
Page 138 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Page 171 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Page 169 - 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 301 - 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: For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping.
Page 305 - He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself; but hark thee, Charmian. [Whispers CHARMIAN. Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
Page 165 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Bibliographic information
| Title | The Works of Shakespear: Coriolanus. Julius Cesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline Volume 8 of The Works of Shakespear, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Robert Martin, 1768 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
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