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... thee ; so often hast thou beat me ; And wouldst do so , I think , should we encounter As often as we eat . - By the elements , If e'er again I meet him beard to beard , He is mine , or I am his : Mine emulation .. Hath not that honour ...
... thee ; so often hast thou beat me ; And wouldst do so , I think , should we encounter As often as we eat . - By the elements , If e'er again I meet him beard to beard , He is mine , or I am his : Mine emulation .. Hath not that honour ...
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... Thou art their soldier , and being bred in broils , Hast not the soft way , which , thou dost confess , Were fit for thee to use , as they to claim , In asking their good loves ; but thou wilt frame Thyself , forsooth , hereafter theirs ...
... Thou art their soldier , and being bred in broils , Hast not the soft way , which , thou dost confess , Were fit for thee to use , as they to claim , In asking their good loves ; but thou wilt frame Thyself , forsooth , hereafter theirs ...
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... thou hast said , My praises made thee first a soldier , so , To have my praise for this , perform a part , Thou hast not done before . Cor . Well , I must do't : Away , my disposition , and possess me Some harlot's spirit ! My throat of ...
... thou hast said , My praises made thee first a soldier , so , To have my praise for this , perform a part , Thou hast not done before . Cor . Well , I must do't : Away , my disposition , and possess me Some harlot's spirit ! My throat of ...
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... Thou old and true Menenius , Thy tears are salter than a younger man's And venomous to thine eyes . - My sometime general , I have seen thee stern , and thou hast oft beheld Heart - hard'ning spectacles ; tell these sad women , " Tis ...
... Thou old and true Menenius , Thy tears are salter than a younger man's And venomous to thine eyes . - My sometime general , I have seen thee stern , and thou hast oft beheld Heart - hard'ning spectacles ; tell these sad women , " Tis ...
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... thou hast spo ken words ? Sic . O blessed heavens !! Vol . More noble blows , than ever thou wise words ; And for Rome's good . - I'll tell thee what ; -Yet go : — Nay , but thou shalt stay too : -I would my son Were in Arabia , and thy ...
... thou hast spo ken words ? Sic . O blessed heavens !! Vol . More noble blows , than ever thou wise words ; And for Rome's good . - I'll tell thee what ; -Yet go : — Nay , but thou shalt stay too : -I would my son Were in Arabia , and thy ...
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Page 46 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar ; He, only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle ; and the elements So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, This was a man ! Oct.
Page 14 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer : — Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men?
Page 73 - 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.
Page 65 - We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny -us for our good ; so find we profit, By losing of our prayers.
Page 51 - That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct, As water is in water.
Page 41 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe, and eat ; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Page 32 - 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.
Page 73 - 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. For her own person, It...
Page 4 - Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Page 16 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason ! — Bear with me My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.