Dramatic Works of ShakespeareWilliam Paterson, 1883 |
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Alcibiades Apemantus Athens Ayre Banquo beare beleeve blood Brut Brutus businesse Cæsar Casar Cask Caska Cassi Cinna dayes dead death deed deere do's Dogge dost doth Enter Macbeth Exeunt Exit eyes farre Father feare flye Foole Friends generall give Gods greefe ha's Hamlet hand hast hath heare heart Heaven hee's heere honest Honor Horatio Ides of March is't King Lady Laer Laertes Lenox live looke Lord Timon Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd Macduffe Mach madnesse Mark Antony Messala morrow Mother Murther neere night Noble Ophe Ophelia Poet Polon Polonius poore pray prythee Queene Reynol Rosin Rosse Scana Scena shew sleepe Sonne Soule speake Spirit Stew Sunne Sword tell Thane thee There's thine things thinke thou art thy selfe Titinius Unkle Vertue Villaine wee'l Weyard Wife wisedome words
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Sivu 94 - 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.
Sivu 123 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind Which I respect not.
Sivu 111 - 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.
Sivu 122 - 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 honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?
Sivu 88 - Caesar must bleed for it. And, gentle friends, Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully; Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds...
Sivu 163 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Sivu 238 - What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form, and moving, how express and admirable! in action, how like an angel! in apprehension, how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals ! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me, nor woman neither; though, by your smiling, you seem to say so.
Sivu 251 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Sivu 252 - 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 villainous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Sivu 224 - There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave, To tell us this. Ham. Why, right; you are in the right ; And so, without more circumstance at all, I hold it fit, that we shake hands, and part...