The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, Volume 5J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintot, C. Hitch, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, R. and B. Wellington, E. New, and B. Dod, 1745 |
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Page 200
... Pompey pass the streets of Rome : And when you saw his chariot but appear , Have you not made an univerfal fhout ... Pompey's blood ? Be gone , I tradesman's 2 comes in triumph Run Run to your houses , fall upon your knees , 200 JULIUS ...
... Pompey pass the streets of Rome : And when you saw his chariot but appear , Have you not made an univerfal fhout ... Pompey's blood ? Be gone , I tradesman's 2 comes in triumph Run Run to your houses , fall upon your knees , 200 JULIUS ...
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... Pompey's porch . For now this fearful night , There is no ftir , or walking in the streets ; And the complexion of the element Is feav'rous , like the work we have in hand , Moft bloody , fiery , and most terrible . Enter Enter Cinna ...
... Pompey's porch . For now this fearful night , There is no ftir , or walking in the streets ; And the complexion of the element Is feav'rous , like the work we have in hand , Moft bloody , fiery , and most terrible . Enter Enter Cinna ...
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... Pompey's porch , where you fhall find us . Is 9 ' Decimus Brutus , and Trebonius there ? Cin . All but Metellus Cimber , and he's gone To feek you at your houfe . Well , I will hie , And fo bestow these papers as you bad me . Caf . That ...
... Pompey's porch , where you fhall find us . Is 9 ' Decimus Brutus , and Trebonius there ? Cin . All but Metellus Cimber , and he's gone To feek you at your houfe . Well , I will hie , And fo bestow these papers as you bad me . Caf . That ...
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... Pompey ; I wonder none of you have thought of him . Bru . Now , good Metellus , go along to him : He loves me well ; and I have giv'n him reasons ; Send him but hither , and I'll fashion him . Caf . The morning comes upon's ; we'll ...
... Pompey ; I wonder none of you have thought of him . Bru . Now , good Metellus , go along to him : He loves me well ; and I have giv'n him reasons ; Send him but hither , and I'll fashion him . Caf . The morning comes upon's ; we'll ...
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... Pompey's bafis lyes along , No worthier than the duft ! Bru . So oft as that fhall be , So often fhall the knot of us be call'd The men that gave their country liberty . Dec. What , fhall we forth ? Caf . Ay , every man away . Brutus ...
... Pompey's bafis lyes along , No worthier than the duft ! Bru . So oft as that fhall be , So often fhall the knot of us be call'd The men that gave their country liberty . Dec. What , fhall we forth ? Caf . Ay , every man away . Brutus ...
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Page 248 - 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...
Page 205 - 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...
Page 242 - 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.
Page 509 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Page 488 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Page 484 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Page 216 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day that brings forth the adder And that craves wary walking. Crown him that, And then, I grant, we put a sting in him That at his will he may do danger with.
Page 485 - When Duncan is asleep (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him), his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Page 205 - 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 384 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...