The Tragedie of Anthonie and CleopatraLippincott, 1907 - 614 Seiten Presents the romantic tragedy about the relationship between Mark Antony and the Queen of Egypt. |
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ABBOTT Actium Agrippa Alex Alexandria Alexas Antony and Cleopatra Antony's Augustus battle of Actium Cæfar CAPELL Casar Char character Charmian Cleo Cleop Coll COLLIER conj death DEIGHTON Dolabella Dolla Dyce edition editors Egypt emendation Enob Enobarbus Enter Eros et cet Exeunt eyes Folio Friends Fulvia giue give hath haue heart honour Iras Johns JOHNSON Julius Cæsar king Ktly Lepidus Lines end Lord loue Madam MALONE meaning Menas noble Octavia passage patra play Plutarch poet Pompey Pope et seq present Proculeius Ptolemy queen Roman Rome Rowe et seq says Scene seems sense Separate line Sextus Pompeius Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Sing soldiers soul speak speech Steev STEEVENS subs thee Theob THEOBALD thou tragedy Varr Ventidius vnto vpon WALKER Crit Warb WARBURTON warre woman word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 345 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Seite 178 - 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 27 - And he sent them to Bethlehem, and said, Go, and search diligently for the young child, and when ye have found him, bring me word again, that I may come and worship him also.
Seite 294 - Nay, do not think I flatter ; For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast but thy good spirits, To feed and clothe thee ? Why should the poor be flatter'd ? No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning.
Seite xv - 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...
Seite 485 - 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.
Seite 117 - I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Seite 307 - As an unperfect actor on the stage Who with his fear is put besides his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart...
Seite 578 - Egypt, thou knew'st too well My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings, And thou should'st tow me after ; o'er my spirit Thy full supremacy thou knew'st, and that Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods Command me. Cleo. O ! my pardon. Ant. Now I must To the young man send humble treaties, dodge And palter in the shifts of lowness, who With half the bulk o...
Seite 135 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...