The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere: Tragedies, vol. 2. Troilus and Cressida. Cymbeline. Coriolanus. Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra. Titus Andronicus. PericlesC. Knight, 1852 |
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... death ! then if she that lays thee out says thou art a fair corse , I'll be sworn and sworn upon ' t , she never shrouded any but lazars . Amen . Where ' s Achilles ? PATR . What , art thou devout ? wast thou in a prayer ? THER . Ay ...
... death ! then if she that lays thee out says thou art a fair corse , I'll be sworn and sworn upon ' t , she never shrouded any but lazars . Amen . Where ' s Achilles ? PATR . What , art thou devout ? wast thou in a prayer ? THER . Ay ...
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... death upon . Now the dry serpigo on the subject ! and war , and lechery , confound all ! AGAM . Where is Achilles ? PATR . Within his tent ; but ill - disposed , my lord . AGAM . Let it be known to him that we are here . He shent our ...
... death upon . Now the dry serpigo on the subject ! and war , and lechery , confound all ! AGAM . Where is Achilles ? PATR . Within his tent ; but ill - disposed , my lord . AGAM . Let it be known to him that we are here . He shent our ...
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... death - tokens of it Cry- " No recovery . " AGAM . Let Ajax go to him.- Dear lord , go you and greet him in his tent : " T is said , he holds you well ; and will be led , ' Gainst itself is the reading of the folio ; the quarto , down ...
... death - tokens of it Cry- " No recovery . " AGAM . Let Ajax go to him.- Dear lord , go you and greet him in his tent : " T is said , he holds you well ; and will be led , ' Gainst itself is the reading of the folio ; the quarto , down ...
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... take his hand : Witness the process of your speech , wherein You told how Diomed , in a whole week by days , Did haunt you in the field . ENE . Health to you , valiant sir , During. [ Eneas meeting Paris . ] [ SCENE IX . Death of Hector . ]
... take his hand : Witness the process of your speech , wherein You told how Diomed , in a whole week by days , Did haunt you in the field . ENE . Health to you , valiant sir , During. [ Eneas meeting Paris . ] [ SCENE IX . Death of Hector . ]
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... death . PAR . Fair Diomed , you do as chapmen do , Dispraise the thing that you desire to buy : But we in silence hold this virtue well , — We'll not commend what we intend to sellc . - Here lies our way . [ Exit . [ Exeunt . SCENE II ...
... death . PAR . Fair Diomed , you do as chapmen do , Dispraise the thing that you desire to buy : But we in silence hold this virtue well , — We'll not commend what we intend to sellc . - Here lies our way . [ Exit . [ Exeunt . SCENE II ...
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AARON Achilles AGAM AJAX Andronicus Antony Appears arms Aufidius BAWD blood BOULT brother Brutus called CASCA Cassius CLEO Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus CRES Cressida Cymbeline dead death DEMET Diomed dost doth Enter EROS Exeunt Exit eyes fear folio fortune friends give gods GUIDERIUS hand Hark hath hear heart heaven HECT Hector honour IACH Imogen Julius Cæsar king lady Lavinia Lepidus look lord Lucius madam Marcius Mark Antony never night noble Octavius old copies Pandarus Patroclus peace Pericles Pisanio Pompey Posthumus pray prince quarto queen reading Roman Rome SCENE senate Shakspere Shakspere's soldier speak stand Steevens sweet sword Tamora tell thee THER thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus tongue TRAGEDIES.-VOL tribunes Troilus Troy ULYSS unto Volces weep word
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Стр. 395 - 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 honours...
Стр. 385 - 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. You all did see, that on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Стр. 385 - And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
Стр. 388 - 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...
Стр. 349 - Caesar ; so were you ; We both have fed as well ; and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he: For once, upon a raw and gusty day, The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores, Caesar said to me, " Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?
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Стр. 384 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Стр. 397 - I could weep My spirit from mine eyes ! — There is my dagger. And here my naked breast ; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus...
Стр. 396 - I did send to you For certain sums of gold, which you denied me ; — For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection ; — I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me : was that done like Cassius ? Should I have answer...
Стр. 461 - Never; he will not; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : Other women cloy The appetites they feed ; but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her ; that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish.