The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Volum 6A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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Side 20
... thou art , Were not fo rich a jewel . Thou waft a soldier ( 7 ) ( 6 ) Who fenfibly outdares his fenfeless Sword , And when it bows , stands up . ] Even The fine and easy Emendation of this Paffage , which I have inferted in the Text ...
... thou art , Were not fo rich a jewel . Thou waft a soldier ( 7 ) ( 6 ) Who fenfibly outdares his fenfeless Sword , And when it bows , stands up . ] Even The fine and easy Emendation of this Paffage , which I have inferted in the Text ...
Side 23
... thou speak'st truth , Methinks , thou speak'ft not well . How long is't fince ? Mef . Above an hour , my lord . Com . ' Tis not a mile : briefly , we heard their drums . How could'st thou in a mile confound an hour , And bring the news ...
... thou speak'st truth , Methinks , thou speak'ft not well . How long is't fince ? Mef . Above an hour , my lord . Com . ' Tis not a mile : briefly , we heard their drums . How could'st thou in a mile confound an hour , And bring the news ...
Side 26
... thou fee'ft me mask'd ; for thy revenge , Wrench up thy power to th ' highest . Auf . Wert thou the Hector , That That was the whip of your bragg'd Progeny , Thou 26 CORIOLANUS . SCENE changes to CORIOLI. ...
... thou fee'ft me mask'd ; for thy revenge , Wrench up thy power to th ' highest . Auf . Wert thou the Hector , That That was the whip of your bragg'd Progeny , Thou 26 CORIOLANUS . SCENE changes to CORIOLI. ...
Side 27
... Thou should'st not ' fcape me here . [ Here they fight , and certain Volfcians come to the aid of Aufidius . Marcius fights , ' till they be driven in breathless . Officious , and not valiant ! - you have fham'd me your condemned ...
... Thou should'st not ' fcape me here . [ Here they fight , and certain Volfcians come to the aid of Aufidius . Marcius fights , ' till they be driven in breathless . Officious , and not valiant ! - you have fham'd me your condemned ...
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... thou lov'ft : So in Anthonio and Cleopatra . Men . Wilt thou be Lord of all the World ? Pomp . What fay'ft Thou ? " Men . Wilt thou be Lord of all the World ? that's twice . And in a number more of Inftances . 3 Git . We have been call ...
... thou lov'ft : So in Anthonio and Cleopatra . Men . Wilt thou be Lord of all the World ? Pomp . What fay'ft Thou ? " Men . Wilt thou be Lord of all the World ? that's twice . And in a number more of Inftances . 3 Git . We have been call ...
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Side 171 - 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.
Side 174 - 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 in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Side 131 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Side 130 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Side 242 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid, did. Agr: O, rare for Antony! Eno: Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Side 132 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was...
Side 132 - 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.
Side 243 - ... silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Side 176 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Side 172 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.