Julius CaesarGlobe school book Company, 1901 - 158 Seiten |
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... thou art fled to brutish beasts " ( III , ii , 103 ) . Also in V , iv , Carlo Buffone , just before his lips are sealed up , says , addressing Macilente , " Et tu Brute ! " Here again the reference to the present play ( III , i , 77 ) ...
... thou art fled to brutish beasts " ( III , ii , 103 ) . Also in V , iv , Carlo Buffone , just before his lips are sealed up , says , addressing Macilente , " Et tu Brute ! " Here again the reference to the present play ( III , i , 77 ) ...
Seite xxxi
... Thou knowst , being stopp'd , impatiently doth rage ; But when his fair course is not hindered , He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones , Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage . And so by many ...
... Thou knowst , being stopp'd , impatiently doth rage ; But when his fair course is not hindered , He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones , Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage . And so by many ...
Seite xxxii
... thou grew'st unto the shores o ' the haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write , And I not have it , ' twere a paper lost , As offer'd mercy is . " This means , " ' twere a paper lost , which would be as wel- come to me ...
... thou grew'st unto the shores o ' the haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write , And I not have it , ' twere a paper lost , As offer'd mercy is . " This means , " ' twere a paper lost , which would be as wel- come to me ...
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... Thou hast hit it ; for there's no better sign of a brave mind than a hard hand . * * * A drum is heard . Enter Cade , Dick Butcher , and Smith the Weaver , with infinite numbers . Cade . We John Cade , so termed of our supposed father ...
... Thou hast hit it ; for there's no better sign of a brave mind than a hard hand . * * * A drum is heard . Enter Cade , Dick Butcher , and Smith the Weaver , with infinite numbers . Cade . We John Cade , so termed of our supposed father ...
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... thou art . Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erect- ing a grammar school ; and , whereas , before , our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally , thou hast caused printing to be used ...
... thou art . Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erect- ing a grammar school ; and , whereas , before , our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally , thou hast caused printing to be used ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
adjective Artemidorus back stage battle bear blood Brutus and Cassius Brutus's Cade Caes Caesar Caius called Calpurnia Capitol Casca Cassius Cato character Cicero Cimber Cinna common conspiracy conspirators danger Decius Brutus doth drama Elizabethan enemies English Enter Exeunt Exit fear feast of Lupercal fire Folio Fourth Cit friends funeral give gods hand hath hear heart honour humour ides of March incident Julius Cæsar Lepidus Ligarius look lord Lucilius Lucius Marcus Marcus Brutus Mark Antony market-place meaning Messala Metellus mind night noble Octavius Philippi Pindarus play Plutarch poet Pompey Pompey's Portia present Roman Rome scene seems Senate Shake Shakespeare slain Soothsayer speak speech Strato sword syllable tell theater thee thing Third Cit thou art thought Titinius to-day transferred epithet Trebonius unto verb verse Volumnius William Shakespeare word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 49 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Seite 49 - Who is here so base, that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude , that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended.
Seite 63 - 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 honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Seite 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.
Seite 64 - 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.
Seite 55 - 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.
Seite xlvi - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school; and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tall}1, thou hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
Seite 9 - If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Seite 55 - 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 ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
Seite 64 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.