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... dead ; Fierce fiery warriors fought upon the clouds , In ranks , and squadrons , and right form of war , Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol ; The noise of battle hurtled * in the air , Horses did neigh , and dying men did groan , And ...
... dead ; Fierce fiery warriors fought upon the clouds , In ranks , and squadrons , and right form of war , Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol ; The noise of battle hurtled * in the air , Horses did neigh , and dying men did groan , And ...
Page 282
... Cas . Et tu , Brute ! Then fall , Cæsar ! Cin . Liberty ! Freedom ! Tyranny is dead ! — Run hence , proclaim , cry it about the streets . [ Dies . 66 Cas . Some to the common pulpits , and 282 [ Part II . JULIUS CÆSAR .
... Cas . Et tu , Brute ! Then fall , Cæsar ! Cin . Liberty ! Freedom ! Tyranny is dead ! — Run hence , proclaim , cry it about the streets . [ Dies . 66 Cas . Some to the common pulpits , and 282 [ Part II . JULIUS CÆSAR .
Page 286
... dead , to live all free men ? As Cæsar 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 ...
... dead , to live all free men ? As Cæsar 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 ...
Page 288
... dead , to wrong myself , and you , Than I will wrong such honourable men . 320 330 But here's a parchment with the seal of Cæsar ; I found it in his closet , - ' tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament- Which , pardon me ...
... dead , to wrong myself , and you , Than I will wrong such honourable men . 320 330 But here's a parchment with the seal of Cæsar ; I found it in his closet , - ' tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament- Which , pardon me ...
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... dead . Cas . Ha ! Portia ? Bru . She is dead . Cas . How ' scaped I killing when I crossed you so ? — O insupportable and touching loss ! - Upon what sickness ? Bru . Impatient of my absence , - And grief that young Octavius with Mark ...
... dead . Cas . Ha ! Portia ? Bru . She is dead . Cas . How ' scaped I killing when I crossed you so ? — O insupportable and touching loss ! - Upon what sickness ? Bru . Impatient of my absence , - And grief that young Octavius with Mark ...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 273 - I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.
Page 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,
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...