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Alexas ancient Antony's bear blood BOSWELL Brutus Caesar CASCA Cassius CHAR Charmian CLEo Cleopatra Coriolanus Cymbeline death doth edition editors Egypt emendation Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fear fortune friends Fulvia give gods Hamlet hand hath hear heart honour IRAS JOHNSON Julius Julius Caesar King Henry King Lear Lepidus look lord Lucius Macbeth madam MALONE Mark Antony MASON means MESS Messala metre musick never night noble Octavia old copy old reading old translation passage play Plutarch poet Pompey pray Proculeius queen Roman Rome SCENE second folio sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Sir Thomas Hanmer SoLD soldier speak speech spirit stand STEEVENS suppose sword tell thee Theobald thing thou art thou hast thought Timon of Athens Titinius translation of Plutarch Troilus and Cressida unto WAREURTON word
第15页 - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : 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,
第100页 - 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...
第33页 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
第233页 - 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113页 - 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...
第15页 - 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.
第262页 - By certain scales i' the pyramid : they know, By the height, the lowness, or the mean, if dearth Or foison follow '. The higher Nilus swells, The more it promises : as it ebbs, the seedsman Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain, And shortly comes to harvest. — Lep. You have strange serpents there. Ant. Ay, Lepidus. Lep. Your serpent of Egypt is bred, now, of your mud by the operation of your sun : so is your crocodile.
第18页 - Would he were fatter! but I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...