The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Band 7J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... Cafar , and to rejoice in his triumph . Mar. Wherefore rejoice ? What conqueft brings he home ? What tributaries follow him to Rome . To grace in captive bonds his chariot - wheels ? You blocks , you ftones , you worse than fenfelefs ...
... Cafar , and to rejoice in his triumph . Mar. Wherefore rejoice ? What conqueft brings he home ? What tributaries follow him to Rome . To grace in captive bonds his chariot - wheels ? You blocks , you ftones , you worse than fenfelefs ...
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... Cafar's trophies . I'll about , And drive away the vulgar from the streets ? 3 - deck'd with ceremonies . ] Ce- by Cafar's trophies ; i . e . fuck as he had dedicated to the Gods . remonies , for religious ornaments . Thus afterwards he ...
... Cafar's trophies . I'll about , And drive away the vulgar from the streets ? 3 - deck'd with ceremonies . ] Ce- by Cafar's trophies ; i . e . fuck as he had dedicated to the Gods . remonies , for religious ornaments . Thus afterwards he ...
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... Cafar fays , do this ; it is perform'd . Caf . Set on , and leave no ceremony out . South . Cafar , Caf . Ha ! who calls ? Cafca . Bid every noife be fill . Peace ! Yet again . Caf . Who is it in the Prefs , that calls on me ? I hear a ...
... Cafar fays , do this ; it is perform'd . Caf . Set on , and leave no ceremony out . South . Cafar , Caf . Ha ! who calls ? Cafca . Bid every noife be fill . Peace ! Yet again . Caf . Who is it in the Prefs , that calls on me ? I hear a ...
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... Cafar . Caf . What fay'ft thou to me now ? Speak once again . Sooth . Beware the Ides of March . Caf . He is a dreamer ; let us leave him . Pafs . [ + Sennet . Exeunt Cæfar and Train . SCENE III . Manent Brutus and Caffius . Caf . Will ...
... Cafar . Caf . What fay'ft thou to me now ? Speak once again . Sooth . Beware the Ides of March . Caf . He is a dreamer ; let us leave him . Pafs . [ + Sennet . Exeunt Cæfar and Train . SCENE III . Manent Brutus and Caffius . Caf . Will ...
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... Cafar , fo 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 gufty day , The troubled Tyber chafing with his fhores , Cæfar fays to me , " dar'ft thou , Caffius ...
... Cafar , fo 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 gufty day , The troubled Tyber chafing with his fhores , Cæfar fays to me , " dar'ft thou , Caffius ...
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Achilles Ægypt Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anfwer Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Calchas caufe Char Charmion Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Creffida Cymbeline defire Diomede doth Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fear feems fenfe fhall fhew fhould fome fpeak fpeech fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword give Gods Guiderius Hanmer hath hear heart heav'ns Hector himſelf honour Iach itſelf kifs lady laft Lord Madam mafter Mark Antony moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft noble Octavius paffage Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey prefent Priam purpoſe quarto Queen reafon Roman Rome SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD Ther Therfites theſe thing thofe thoſe thou Titinius Troi Troilus Ulyf uſe WARB WARBURTON whofe word
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Seite 64 - O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Seite 10 - I did hear him groan ; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Seite 65 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 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...
Seite 55 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy...
Seite 62 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Seite 11 - 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.
Seite 11 - 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.
Seite 58 - Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves; than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? 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.
Seite 101 - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Seite 39 - 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.