The Works of Shakespeare, Nide 7J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... Enter BRUTUS . BRUTUS . HAT , Lucius ! ho ! I cannot by the progrefs of the ftars , Give guess how near to day- -Lucius , I fay ! I would , it were my fault to fleep fo foundly . When , Lucius , when ? awake , I fay ! what , Lucius ! Enter ...
... Enter BRUTUS . BRUTUS . HAT , Lucius ! ho ! I cannot by the progrefs of the ftars , Give guess how near to day- -Lucius , I fay ! I would , it were my fault to fleep fo foundly . When , Lucius , when ? awake , I fay ! what , Lucius ! Enter ...
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... Enter Lucius Luc . Sir , March is wafted fourteen days . ( 7 ) [ knocks within . Bru . ' Tis good . Go to the gate ; fome body [ Exit Lucius . knocks : Since Caffius firft did whet me against Cæfar , I have not flept . Between the ...
... Enter Lucius Luc . Sir , March is wafted fourteen days . ( 7 ) [ knocks within . Bru . ' Tis good . Go to the gate ; fome body [ Exit Lucius . knocks : Since Caffius firft did whet me against Cæfar , I have not flept . Between the ...
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... enter . They are the faction , O Confpiracy ! [ Exit Lucius Sham'st thou to fhew thy dang'rous brow by night , When Evils are most free ? O then , by day Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough , To mask thy monftrous vifage ? feek ...
... enter . They are the faction , O Confpiracy ! [ Exit Lucius Sham'st thou to fhew thy dang'rous brow by night , When Evils are most free ? O then , by day Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough , To mask thy monftrous vifage ? feek ...
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... Enter Julius Cæfar . Caf . NOR OR heav'n , nor earth , have been at peace to night ; Thrice hath Calphurnia in her fleep cry'd out , Help , ho ! they murder Cafar . " Who's within ? Enter a Servant . Ser . My lord ? Caf . Go bid the ...
... Enter Julius Cæfar . Caf . NOR OR heav'n , nor earth , have been at peace to night ; Thrice hath Calphurnia in her fleep cry'd out , Help , ho ! they murder Cafar . " Who's within ? Enter a Servant . Ser . My lord ? Caf . Go bid the ...
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... Enter Artemidorus , reading a paper . CESAR , beware of Brutus ; take beed of Caffius ; come not near Calca ; have an eye to Cinna ; truft not ( 10 ) Enter Artemidorus , ] In the Dramatis Perfona , thro ' all the Editions , Artemidorus ...
... Enter Artemidorus , reading a paper . CESAR , beware of Brutus ; take beed of Caffius ; come not near Calca ; have an eye to Cinna ; truft not ( 10 ) Enter Artemidorus , ] In the Dramatis Perfona , thro ' all the Editions , Artemidorus ...
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Achilles againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Calchas call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cymbeline death defire Diomede doth Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fear feem felf fhall fhew fhould flain fome fool fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword give Gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'ns Hector himſelf honour Iach Imogen kifs lady Lepidus lord Lucius Madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus moft morrow moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft night noble Octavia Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey pr'ythee praiſe prefent Priam purpoſe Queen reaſon Roman Rome SCENE changes ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe Ther Therfites theſe thing thofe thoſe Titinius Troi Troilus uſe whofe whoſe
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Sivu 52 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: 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...
Sivu 47 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Sivu 168 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Sivu 59 - 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 For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Sivu 10 - 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.
Sivu 184 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas, That grew the more by reaping...
Sivu 49 - 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.
Sivu 82 - O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
Sivu 176 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Sivu 9 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.