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... The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Twenty-one Volumes, with the ... - Page 359by William Shakespeare - 1813Full view
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...Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity. These are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you...vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marred, as you see, with traitors. Antony plucks off the matale FIRST PLEBEIAN O piteous spectacle!...