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... dead , to wrong myself and you ; Than I will wrong fuch honourable men . But here's a parchment , with the feal of Cæfar , I found it in his closet , ' tis his Will ; Let but the Commons hear this Teftament , ( Which , pardon me , I do ...
... dead , to wrong myself and you ; Than I will wrong fuch honourable men . But here's a parchment , with the feal of Cæfar , I found it in his closet , ' tis his Will ; Let but the Commons hear this Teftament , ( Which , pardon me , I do ...
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... dead . -Porcia's dead . Caf . How ' fcap'd I killing , when I croft you fo ? O infupportable and touching lofs ! Upon what fickness ? Bru . Impatient of my absence ; And grief , that young Octavius with Mark Antony Have made themselves ...
... dead . -Porcia's dead . Caf . How ' fcap'd I killing , when I croft you fo ? O infupportable and touching lofs ! Upon what fickness ? Bru . Impatient of my absence ; And grief , that young Octavius with Mark Antony Have made themselves ...
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... dead ; and by that order of profcription . Had you your letters from your wife , my lord ? Bru . No , Meffala . Mef . Nor nothing in your letters writ of her ? Bru . Nothing , Meffala . Mef . That , methinks , is ftrange . Bru . Why ask ...
... dead ; and by that order of profcription . Had you your letters from your wife , my lord ? Bru . No , Meffala . Mef . Nor nothing in your letters writ of her ? Bru . Nothing , Meffala . Mef . That , methinks , is ftrange . Bru . Why ask ...
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... dead Caffius [ Low alarums . Bru . Are yet two Romans living , such as these ? Thou laft of all the Romans ! fare thee well ; It is impoffible , that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow . Friends , I owe more tears To this dead man , than ...
... dead Caffius [ Low alarums . Bru . Are yet two Romans living , such as these ? Thou laft of all the Romans ! fare thee well ; It is impoffible , that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow . Friends , I owe more tears To this dead man , than ...
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... dead , He will be found like Brutus , like himself . Ant . This is not Brutus , friend , but , I affure you A prize no lefs in worth ; keep this man safe , Give him all kindness . I had rather have Such men my friends than enemies . Go ...
... dead , He will be found like Brutus , like himself . Ant . This is not Brutus , friend , but , I affure you A prize no lefs in worth ; keep this man safe , Give him all kindness . I had rather have Such men my friends than enemies . Go ...
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Seite 52 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
Seite 47 - 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.
Seite 168 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Seite 59 - What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Seite 10 - 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 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Seite 184 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas, That grew the more by reaping...
Seite 49 - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Seite 82 - O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
Seite 176 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Seite 9 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.