The Shakespeare reader: with notes, historical and grammatical by W.S. Dalgleish, Bind 3 |
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Side 274
... dear Brutus , is not in our stars , But in ourselves , that we are underlings . * Brutus , and Cæsar : what should be in that " Cæsar " ? Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together , -yours is as fair a name ...
... dear Brutus , is not in our stars , But in ourselves , that we are underlings . * Brutus , and Cæsar : what should be in that " Cæsar " ? Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together , -yours is as fair a name ...
Side 280
... dear , dear love To your proceeding bids me tell you this ; And reason to my love is liable . Cæs . How foolish do your fears seem now , Calpurnia ! I am ashamed I did yield to them.- Give me my robe , for I will go.— 370 Enter PUBLIUS ...
... dear , dear love To your proceeding bids me tell you this ; And reason to my love is liable . Cæs . How foolish do your fears seem now , Calpurnia ! I am ashamed I did yield to them.- Give me my robe , for I will go.— 370 Enter PUBLIUS ...
Side 286
... dear friend of Cæsar's , to him I say , that Brutus ' love to Cæsar was no less than his . If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Cæsar , this is my answer : Not that I loved Cæsar less , but that I loved Rome more . Had you ...
... dear friend of Cæsar's , to him I say , that Brutus ' love to Cæsar was no less than his . If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Cæsar , this is my answer : Not that I loved Cæsar less , but that I loved Rome more . Had you ...
Side 288
... dear abide it . Sec . Cit . Poor soul ! his eyes are red as fire with weeping . Third Cit . There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony . Fourth Cit . Now mark him , he begins again to speak . Ant . But yesterday the word of Cæsar ...
... dear abide it . Sec . Cit . Poor soul ! his eyes are red as fire with weeping . Third Cit . There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony . Fourth Cit . Now mark him , he begins again to speak . Ant . But yesterday the word of Cæsar ...
Side 296
... dear brother ! This was an ill beginning of the night : Never come such division ' tween our souls ! Let it not , Brutus . Bru . Cas . Good night , my lord . Bru . Everything is well . 210 Good night , good brother . [ Exeunt all but ...
... dear brother ! This was an ill beginning of the night : Never come such division ' tween our souls ! Let it not , Brutus . Bru . Cas . Good night , my lord . Bru . Everything is well . 210 Good night , good brother . [ Exeunt all but ...
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bear blood Brutus and Cassius Caes Casca Cassius Clitus Cordelia crown daughter dead dear death Decius deed Doct dost doth Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell father fear fire follow fool foul Fourth Cit friends Gent Ghost give Glou Gloucester Goneril GUILDENSTERN Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven honour Horatio ides of March intransitive verbs is't Julius Cæsar Kent King KING LEAR Lady Laer Laertes Lear live look lord Lucius Macb Macbeth madness Marcus Brutus Mark Antony means mother murder night noble o'er Octavius Ophelia participle Philippi pity play poisoned Polonius poor pray Publius Queen Regan Richard II Roman Rome Scene SCENE-A Shakespeare sleep soul speak sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine Third Cit thou art Titinius to-night tongue verb Volumnius Witch word wrong
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Side 286 - 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.
Side 310 - That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Side 273 - I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.
Side 273 - 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,
Side 289 - 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...
Side 358 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man.
Side 275 - 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...
Side 317 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Side 333 - See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Side 402 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses,- and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...