Julius CaesarH. Holt, 1904 - 92 Seiten |
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... villager Than to repute himself a son of Rome Under these hard conditions as this time Is like to lay upon us . Cas . I am glad that my weak words Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus JULIUS CÆSAR Act . I. Sc . ii .
... villager Than to repute himself a son of Rome Under these hard conditions as this time Is like to lay upon us . Cas . I am glad that my weak words Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus JULIUS CÆSAR Act . I. Sc . ii .
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William Shakespeare. Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus . Bru . The games are done , and Cæsar is returning . Cas . As they pass by , pluck Casca by the sleeve ; And he will , after his sour fashion , tell you What hath ...
William Shakespeare. Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus . Bru . The games are done , and Cæsar is returning . Cas . As they pass by , pluck Casca by the sleeve ; And he will , after his sour fashion , tell you What hath ...
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... fire . Either there is a civil strife in heaven , Or else the world , too saucy with the gods , Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any thing more wonderful ? Casca . A common slave — you know him well by sight- Held ...
... fire . Either there is a civil strife in heaven , Or else the world , too saucy with the gods , Incenses them to send destruction . Cic . Why , saw you any thing more wonderful ? Casca . A common slave — you know him well by sight- Held ...
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... fires , why all these gliding ghosts , Why birds and beasts from quality and kind , Why old men fool and children calculate , Why all these things change from their ordinance , Their natures and preformed faculties To monstrous quality ...
... fires , why all these gliding ghosts , Why birds and beasts from quality and kind , Why old men fool and children calculate , Why all these things change from their ordinance , Their natures and preformed faculties To monstrous quality ...
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... fire Begin it with weak straws : what trash is Rome , What rubbish and what offal , when it serves For the base matter to illuminate So vile a thing as Cæsar ! Where hast thou led me ? Before a willing bondman ; But , O grief , I ...
... fire Begin it with weak straws : what trash is Rome , What rubbish and what offal , when it serves For the base matter to illuminate So vile a thing as Cæsar ! Where hast thou led me ? Before a willing bondman ; But , O grief , I ...
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Alarum Antony and Cleopatra battle bear blood Brutus and Cassius Caius Calpurnia Capitol Casca Cassius Cicero Cinna Coriolanus Cymbeline death Decius Brutus doth Elizabethan enemy Exeunt Exit fear Fourth Cit give gods Hamlet hand hast hath hear heart Henry honour humour ides of March Julius Cæsar King Lear Lepidus Ligarius live look lord Love's Labour's Lost Low Lat Lucilius Macbeth Mark Antony means Messala Metellus Cimber night noble Brutus Octavius Othello Philippi phrase Pindarus play Plutarch poet Pompey Pompey's Portia Publius Richard Richard III Roman Rome Scene Schmidt Senate sense Shake Shakespeare speak spirit stand Stratford Strato sword syllable tell Tempest theatre thee things Third Cit thou art Tiber Titinius to-day Trebonius Troilus and Cressida unto verb Volumnius word wrong ΙΟ
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Seite 12 - 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 xviii - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Seite 23 - O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast: within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold: If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth: I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart: Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.
Seite 21 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Seite 6 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, — not without cause: What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Seite 20 - I an itching palm? You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last. BRU. The name of Cassius honours this corruption, And chastisement doth therefore hide his head. CAS. Chastisement! BRU. Remember March, the ides of March remembe: ! Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice?