The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Twenty-one Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, to which are Added Notes, Volume 16J. Nichols and Son, 1813 |
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... march from hence , To help our fielded friends ! * - Come , blow thy blast . They sound a Parley . Enter , on the Walls , some Senators , and Others . Tullus Aufidius , is he within your walls ? 1 SEN . No , nor a man that fears you ...
... march from hence , To help our fielded friends ! * - Come , blow thy blast . They sound a Parley . Enter , on the Walls , some Senators , and Others . Tullus Aufidius , is he within your walls ? 1 SEN . No , nor a man that fears you ...
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... march ; And four shall quickly draw out my command , Which men are best inclin'd . ] I cannot but suspect this passage of corruption . Why should they march , that four might select those that were best inclin'd ? How would their ...
... march ; And four shall quickly draw out my command , Which men are best inclin'd . ] I cannot but suspect this passage of corruption . Why should they march , that four might select those that were best inclin'd ? How would their ...
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... March on , my fellows : Make good this ostentation , and you shall Divide in all with us . [ Exeunt . SCENE VII . The Gates of Corioli . TITUS LARTIUS , having set a Guard upon Corioli , going with a Drum and Trumpet toward COMI- NIUS ...
... March on , my fellows : Make good this ostentation , and you shall Divide in all with us . [ Exeunt . SCENE VII . The Gates of Corioli . TITUS LARTIUS , having set a Guard upon Corioli , going with a Drum and Trumpet toward COMI- NIUS ...
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... march in masking clothes . " The woolvish [ gown or ] toge is a gown of humility , in which Coriolanus thinks he shall appear in masquerade ; and not in his real and natural character . Woolvish cannot mean rough , hirsute , as Dr ...
... march in masking clothes . " The woolvish [ gown or ] toge is a gown of humility , in which Coriolanus thinks he shall appear in masquerade ; and not in his real and natural character . Woolvish cannot mean rough , hirsute , as Dr ...
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... March to assault thy country , than to tread ( Trust to't , thou shalt not , ) on thy mother's womb , That brought thee to this world . VIR . Ay , and on mine , 5 That brought you forth this boy , to keep your name Living to time . Bor ...
... March to assault thy country , than to tread ( Trust to't , thou shalt not , ) on thy mother's womb , That brought thee to this world . VIR . Ay , and on mine , 5 That brought you forth this boy , to keep your name Living to time . Bor ...
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Page 354 - 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 359 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. 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 Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here ! Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 356 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now, lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 354 - 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. The noble Brutus Hath told you, Caesar was ambitious; If it were so, it was a grievous fault; And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.
Page 258 - 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 live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Page 267 - tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried ' Give me some drink, Titinius,
Page 376 - 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...
Page 358 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. — Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Page 378 - O ye gods, ye gods! must I endure all this? Bru. All this ! ay, more : fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Page 271 - Would he were fatter ; but I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men : he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony ; he hears no music : Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort, As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing.