The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Tom 7H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... thou ? Car . Why , Sir , a carpenter . Mar. Where is thy leather apron , and thy rule ? What doft thou with thy beft apparel on ? You , Sir , -What trade are you ? Cob . Truly , Sir , in ... thou knave ? thou naughty JULIUS CESAR. ...
... thou ? Car . Why , Sir , a carpenter . Mar. Where is thy leather apron , and thy rule ? What doft thou with thy beft apparel on ? You , Sir , -What trade are you ? Cob . Truly , Sir , in ... thou knave ? thou naughty JULIUS CESAR. ...
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... thou naughty knave , what trade ? Cob . Nay , I beseech you , Sir , be not out with me : yet if you be out , Sir , I can mend you . ( 2 ) Flav . What mean'ft thou by that ? mend me , thou faucy fellow ? Cob . Why , Sir , cobble you . Flav .
... thou naughty knave , what trade ? Cob . Nay , I beseech you , Sir , be not out with me : yet if you be out , Sir , I can mend you . ( 2 ) Flav . What mean'ft thou by that ? mend me , thou faucy fellow ? Cob . Why , Sir , cobble you . Flav .
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... thou receiv'ft Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus ! Enter Lucius . Luc . Sir , March is wafted fourteen days . ( 9 ) [ knocks within . Bru . ' Tis good . Go to the gate ; fome body knocks : [ Exit Lucius . Since Caffius firft did ...
... thou receiv'ft Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus ! Enter Lucius . Luc . Sir , March is wafted fourteen days . ( 9 ) [ knocks within . Bru . ' Tis good . Go to the gate ; fome body knocks : [ Exit Lucius . Since Caffius firft did ...
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... thou to fhew thy dang'rous brow by night , When Evils are most free ? O then , by day Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough , To mask thy monftrous vifage ? feek none , Confpiracy Hide it in fmiles and affability : For if thou path ...
... thou to fhew thy dang'rous brow by night , When Evils are most free ? O then , by day Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough , To mask thy monftrous vifage ? feek none , Confpiracy Hide it in fmiles and affability : For if thou path ...
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... thou read this , O Cæfar , thou may'ft live ;. If not , the fates with Traitors do contrive . Enter Porcia and Lucius . Por . I pr'ythee , boy , run to the Senate - house ; Stay not to answer me , but get thee gone : Why dost thou stay ...
... thou read this , O Cæfar , thou may'ft live ;. If not , the fates with Traitors do contrive . Enter Porcia and Lucius . Por . I pr'ythee , boy , run to the Senate - house ; Stay not to answer me , but get thee gone : Why dost thou stay ...
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Strona 52 - 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.
Strona 50 - 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.
Strona 47 - CAESAR'S body. Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not?
Strona 30 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.