The dramatic works of William Shakspeare. Whittingham's ed, Band 6 |
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... dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air , I banish you ; And here remain with your uncertainty ! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts ! Your enemies , with nodding of their plumes , Fan you into despair ! Have the ...
... dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air , I banish you ; And here remain with your uncertainty ! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts ! Your enemies , with nodding of their plumes , Fan you into despair ! Have the ...
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... dead with nothing . Worthy Marcius , Had we no quarrel else to Rome , but that Thou art thence banish'd , we would muster all From twelve to seventy ; and , pouring war Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome , Like a bold flood o'er - beat ...
... dead with nothing . Worthy Marcius , Had we no quarrel else to Rome , but that Thou art thence banish'd , we would muster all From twelve to seventy ; and , pouring war Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome , Like a bold flood o'er - beat ...
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... , Which to this hour bewail the injury , Yet he shall have a noble memory.- Assist . [ Exeunt , bearing the Body of Coriolanus . A dead March sounded . The tragedy of Coriolanus is one of the most amusing SCENE 5 . 107 CORIOLANUS .
... , Which to this hour bewail the injury , Yet he shall have a noble memory.- Assist . [ Exeunt , bearing the Body of Coriolanus . A dead March sounded . The tragedy of Coriolanus is one of the most amusing SCENE 5 . 107 CORIOLANUS .
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... dead , And we are govern'd with our mothers ' spirits ; Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish . Casca . Indeed , they say , the senators to - morrow Mean to establish Cæsar as a king : And he shall wear his crown by sea , and land ...
... dead , And we are govern'd with our mothers ' spirits ; Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish . Casca . Indeed , they say , the senators to - morrow Mean to establish Cæsar as a king : And he shall wear his crown by sea , and land ...
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... dead ; Fierce fiery warriors fight 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 fight 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 ...
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Andronicus Aufidius Bassianus bear blood brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Caius call'd Calphurnia Capitol Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cinna Cleo Cleopatra Cloten Cominius Coriolanus Cymbeline dead death deed dost doth emperor Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear friends give gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach Imogen Julius Cæsar lach lady Lart Lavinia Lepidus look lord Lucius madam Marcius Mark Antony Menenius Mess mother never noble o'the Octavia Parthia peace Pisanio Pompey Posthumus pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter revenge Roman Rome Saturninus SCENE Senators soldier sons speak stand sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus tongue tribunes unto villain Volces What's word worthy
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 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.
Seite 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?
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 51 - That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct, As water is in water.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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...
Seite 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.