Dramatic Works: From the Text of Johnson, Stevens and Reed; with Glossarial Notes, Life, Etc, Nide 4Routledge, 1852 |
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Sivu 9
... sword drawn , and CICERO . Cic . Good even , Casca ; Brought§ you Cæsar home ? Why are you breathless ? and why stare you so ? Casca . Are you not moved , when all the sway of earth Shakes , like a thing unfirm ? O Cicero , I have seen ...
... sword drawn , and CICERO . Cic . Good even , Casca ; Brought§ you Cæsar home ? Why are you breathless ? and why stare you so ? Casca . Are you not moved , when all the sway of earth Shakes , like a thing unfirm ? O Cicero , I have seen ...
Sivu 15
... sword , the sun arises ; Which is a great way growing on the south , Weighing the youthful season of the year . Some two months hence , up higher toward the north He first presents his fire ; and the high east Stands , as the Capitol ...
... sword , the sun arises ; Which is a great way growing on the south , Weighing the youthful season of the year . Some two months hence , up higher toward the north He first presents his fire ; and the high east Stands , as the Capitol ...
Sivu 27
... swords : Then walk we forth , even to the market - place ; And , waving our red weapons o'er our heads , Let's all cry , Peace ! Freedom ! and Liberty ! Cas . Stoop then , and wash . * How many ages hence , Shall this our lofty scene be ...
... swords : Then walk we forth , even to the market - place ; And , waving our red weapons o'er our heads , Let's all cry , Peace ! Freedom ! and Liberty ! Cas . Stoop then , and wash . * How many ages hence , Shall this our lofty scene be ...
Sivu 28
... swords , made rich With the most noble blood of all this world . I do beseech ye , if ye bear me hard , Now , whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke , Fulfil your pleasure . Live a thousand years , I shall not find myself so apt to ...
... swords , made rich With the most noble blood of all this world . I do beseech ye , if ye bear me hard , Now , whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke , Fulfil your pleasure . Live a thousand years , I shall not find myself so apt to ...
Sivu 48
... sword against conspirators ; When think you that the sword goes up again ? - Never , till Cæsar's three and twenty wounds Be well avenged ; or till another Cæsar Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors . Bru . Cæsar , thou can'st ...
... sword against conspirators ; When think you that the sword goes up again ? - Never , till Cæsar's three and twenty wounds Be well avenged ; or till another Cæsar Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors . Bru . Cæsar , thou can'st ...
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Alcibiades Antony Apem Apemantus art thou better blood Brabantio Brutus Cæsar CAPULET Casca Cassio Cleo Cleopatra CYMBELINE daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost thou doth Emil Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fellow Flav fool fortune friends Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GUIDERIUS Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour Iach Iago is't Julius Cæsar Kent king knave lady Laer Laertes Lear live look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony married Michael Cassio mistress ne'er never night noble Nurse OTHELLO Pisanio POLONIUS Pompey poor pr'ythee pray Queen Re-enter Romeo SCENE Serv servant soul speak sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Timon Titinius to-night Tybalt villain weep What's wilt
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Sivu 436 - O, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumbshows and noise : I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant ; it outherods Herod : pray you, avoid it.
Sivu 2 - 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: 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 of your sounds, Made in her concave shores?
Sivu 436 - And let those that play your clowns, speak no more than is set down for them ; for there be of them, that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered. That's villanous ; and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Sivu 437 - As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing ; A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks : and blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Sivu 30 - A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy ; Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war ; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds : And Caesar's spirit ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry
Sivu 520 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The .immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! logo.
Sivu 491 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which, I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
Sivu 40 - All this ? ay, more : Fret, till your proud heart break ; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge ? Must I observe you ? Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour ? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you ! for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Sivu 412 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Sivu 402 - gainst that season comes Wherein our saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.