The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected..., 第 6 卷Phillips, Sampson, 1851 |
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... Lucius , an incident of this kind is introduced , which , though wholly immaterial to the plot or conduct of the scene , is perfectly con- genial to the character of the agent , and beautifully illustrative of it . The sedate and ...
... Lucius , an incident of this kind is introduced , which , though wholly immaterial to the plot or conduct of the scene , is perfectly con- genial to the character of the agent , and beautifully illustrative of it . The sedate and ...
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... LUCIUS , DARDANIUS , Servants to Brutus . PINDARUS , Servant to Cassius . CALPHURNIA , Wife to Cæsar . PORTIA , Wife to Brutus . Senators , Citizens , Guards , Attendants , & c . SCENE , during a great part of the Play , at Rome ...
... LUCIUS , DARDANIUS , Servants to Brutus . PINDARUS , Servant to Cassius . CALPHURNIA , Wife to Cæsar . PORTIA , Wife to Brutus . Senators , Citizens , Guards , Attendants , & c . SCENE , during a great part of the Play , at Rome ...
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... Lucius Junius Brutus . " 3 1. e . guess . 4 Ruminate on this . 5 As , according to Tooke , is an article , and means the same as that , which , or it ; accordingly we find it often so employed by old writers , and particularly in our ...
... Lucius Junius Brutus . " 3 1. e . guess . 4 Ruminate on this . 5 As , according to Tooke , is an article , and means the same as that , which , or it ; accordingly we find it often so employed by old writers , and particularly in our ...
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... Lucius ! ho ! I cannot , by the progress of the stars , Give guess how near to day . - Lucius , I say ! — I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly.- When , Lucius , when ? Awake , I say . What , Lucius ! 1 Orchard and garden appear ...
... Lucius ! ho ! I cannot , by the progress of the stars , Give guess how near to day . - Lucius , I say ! — I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly.- When , Lucius , when ? Awake , I say . What , Lucius ! 1 Orchard and garden appear ...
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... LUCIUS Luc . Called you , my lord ? Bru . Get me a taper in my study , Lucius , When it is lighted , come and call me here . Luc . I will , my lord . [ Exit . Bru . It must be by his death ; and for my part , I know no personal cause to ...
... LUCIUS Luc . Called you , my lord ? Bru . Get me a taper in my study , Lucius , When it is lighted , come and call me here . Luc . I will , my lord . [ Exit . Bru . It must be by his death ; and for my part , I know no personal cause to ...
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第 60 頁 - 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; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths...
第 60 頁 - 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.
第 58 頁 - Ant. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on : 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the " Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
第 14 頁 - 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 them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
第 57 頁 - But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar ; I found it in his closet, '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.
第 56 頁 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man. 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.
第 57 頁 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad: 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
第 36 頁 - 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.
第 121 頁 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
第 209 頁 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title ! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.