The Works of William Shakespeare, 5. köideE. Moxon, 1857 |
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... true joy for his return to Rome.- Thou great defender of this Capitol , Stand gracious to the rites that we intend ! — Romans , of five - and - twenty valiant sons , Half of the number that King Priam had , Behold the poor remains ...
... true joy for his return to Rome.- Thou great defender of this Capitol , Stand gracious to the rites that we intend ! — Romans , of five - and - twenty valiant sons , Half of the number that King Priam had , Behold the poor remains ...
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... true badge : Thrice - noble Titus , spare my first - born son . Tit . Patient yourself , madam , and pardon me . These are their brethren , whom you Goths beheld Alive and dead ; and for their brethren slain Religiously they ask a ...
... true badge : Thrice - noble Titus , spare my first - born son . Tit . Patient yourself , madam , and pardon me . These are their brethren , whom you Goths beheld Alive and dead ; and for their brethren slain Religiously they ask a ...
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... true - betrothed love , and now my wife ? But let the laws of Rome determine all ; Meanwhile I am possess'd of that is mine . Sat. ' Tis good , sir : you are very short with us ; But , if we live , we'll be as sharp with you . Bas . My ...
... true - betrothed love , and now my wife ? But let the laws of Rome determine all ; Meanwhile I am possess'd of that is mine . Sat. ' Tis good , sir : you are very short with us ; But , if we live , we'll be as sharp with you . Bas . My ...
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... true , -the raven doth not hatch a lark : Yet have I heard , -O , could I find it now ! - The lion , mov'd with pity , did endure To have his princely paws par'd all away : Some say that ravens foster forlorn children , The whilst their ...
... true , -the raven doth not hatch a lark : Yet have I heard , -O , could I find it now ! - The lion , mov'd with pity , did endure To have his princely paws par'd all away : Some say that ravens foster forlorn children , The whilst their ...
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... true - divining heart , Aaron and thou look down into this den , And see a fearful sight of blood and death . Quin . Aaron is gone ; and my compassionate heart Will not permit mine eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by ...
... true - divining heart , Aaron and thou look down into this den , And see a fearful sight of blood and death . Quin . Aaron is gone ; and my compassionate heart Will not permit mine eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by ...
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Page 489 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Page 545 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, — A thought, which, quarter'd, hath, but one part wisdom, And, ever, three parts coward, — I do not know Why yet I live to say, This thing's to do; Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means, To do't.
Page 347 - 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...
Page 336 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill : Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? 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 319 - 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 516 - That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?
Page 535 - Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination and a form indeed, 60 Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man: This was your husband.
Page 334 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer: Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all freemen?
Page 294 - You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things! 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 livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome: And when you saw his chariot but appear, Have you not made an universal shout, That Tiber trembled underneath her banks, To hear the replication...
Page 299 - But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus and Caesar: what should be in that 'Caesar'? Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.