The Plays & Poems of Shakespeare: Pericles, Prince of Tyre. Coriolanus. Julius CaesarH:O. Bohn, 1857 |
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Side 33
... turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . Per . Why , are all your beggars whipped then ? 2 Fish . O , not all , my friend , not all ; for if ali your beggars were whipped , I would wish no better office than to be beadle ...
... turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . Per . Why , are all your beggars whipped then ? 2 Fish . O , not all , my friend , not all ; for if ali your beggars were whipped , I would wish no better office than to be beadle ...
Side 59
... turning o'er authorities , I have , Together with my practice , made familiar To me and to my aid , the bless'd infusions That dwell in vegetives , in metals , stones ; And I can speak of the disturbances That Nature works , and of her ...
... turning o'er authorities , I have , Together with my practice , made familiar To me and to my aid , the bless'd infusions That dwell in vegetives , in metals , stones ; And I can speak of the disturbances That Nature works , and of her ...
Side 71
... turn To any living creature : believe me , la , I never kill'd a mouse , nor hurt a fly : I trod upon a worm against my will , But I wept for it . How have I offended , Wherein my death might yield her profit , or 1 A ship - boy . My ...
... turn To any living creature : believe me , la , I never kill'd a mouse , nor hurt a fly : I trod upon a worm against my will , But I wept for it . How have I offended , Wherein my death might yield her profit , or 1 A ship - boy . My ...
Side 78
... turn ; therefore say what a paragon she is , and thou hast the harvest out of thine own report . Boult . I warrant you , mistress , thunder shall not so awake the beds of eels , as my giving out her beauty stir up the lewdly - inclined ...
... turn ; therefore say what a paragon she is , and thou hast the harvest out of thine own report . Boult . I warrant you , mistress , thunder shall not so awake the beds of eels , as my giving out her beauty stir up the lewdly - inclined ...
Side 79
... turn a child again . I think Cleon . Were I chief lord of all the spacious world , I'd give it to undo the deed . O lady , Much less in blood than virtue , yet a princess To equal any single crown o ' the earth , I ' the justice of ...
... turn a child again . I think Cleon . Were I chief lord of all the spacious world , I'd give it to undo the deed . O lady , Much less in blood than virtue , yet a princess To equal any single crown o ' the earth , I ' the justice of ...
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Alarum Antiochus Antium Aufidius Bawd bear beseech blood Boult Brutus Cæsar Caius Marcius call'd Capitol Casca Cassius Cinna Citizens Cleon Cominius consul Coriolanus Corioli daughter death deed Dionyza doth Edile enemy Enter Exeunt Exit eyes farewell farther fear fellow Fish florish friends give gods Gower Hark hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honor Julius Cæsar king lady Lartius look lord Lucilius Lucius Lysimachus Marina Mark Antony master Menenius Messala Mitylene mother ne'er never night noble Octavius peace Pentapolis Pericles pr'ythee pray prince prince of Tyre Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senate SHAK SICINIUS speak stand sword tell Thai Thaisa Tharsus thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius TITUS LARTIUS tongue tribunes Tyre unto Virgilia voices Volces Volscian Volumnia What's wife word worthy
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Side 294 - But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus and Caesar : What should be in that Caesar? 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.
Side 348 - 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...
Side 370 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Side 363 - 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. Cos. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said an elder soldier, not a better. Did I say better?
Side 345 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death , shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my bes't lover" for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Side 362 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Side 323 - 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.
Side 347 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor * to do him reverence.
Side 344 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I slew him: There is tears, for his love; joy, for his fortune; honour, for his valour; and death, for his ambition.
Side 286 - The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome: And when you saw his chariot but appear, Have you not made a universal shout, That Tiber trembled underneath her banks, To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores?