The English of Shakespeare: Illustrated in a Philological Commentary on His Julius Cæsar

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Chapman and Hall, 1857 - 352 頁

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第 53 頁 - 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 : As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun, and the moist star, Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands, Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse...
第 340 頁 - No, Cassius, no : think not, thou noble Roman, That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome ; He bears too great a mind. But this same day Must end that work the ides of March begun ; And whether we shall meet again I know not. Therefore our everlasting farewell take. For ever, and for ever, farewell, Cassius ! If we do meet again, why, we shall smile ; If not, why then this parting was well made.
第 291 頁 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roared ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, Help me, Cassius, or I sink.
第 330 頁 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touched 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 319 頁 - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue! — A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury, and fierce civil strife, Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...
第 8 頁 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
第 336 頁 - How ill this taper burns ! Ha ! who comes here ? I think it is the weakness of mine eyes That shapes this monstrous apparition. It comes upon me. Art thou any thing ? Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil, That mak'st my blood cold and my hair to stare ? Speak to me what thou art.
第 331 頁 - 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.
第 325 頁 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
第 11 頁 - ... (before) you were abused with diverse stolen and surreptitious copies, maimed and deformed by the frauds and stealths of injurious impostors that exposed them: even those are now offered to your view cured, and perfect of their limbs ; and all the rest, absolute in their numbers, as he conceived them.

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