The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, Part 23, Volume 8 |
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... cause or because . 7It grieves me to see so many feed luxuriously , or sauce their meat at the expense of one man , whose very blood ( means of living ) must at length be exhausted by them ; and yet he pre- posterously encourages them ...
... cause or because . 7It grieves me to see so many feed luxuriously , or sauce their meat at the expense of one man , whose very blood ( means of living ) must at length be exhausted by them ; and yet he pre- posterously encourages them ...
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... caused the term to be anciently used for a house of ill repute . The scalding , to which the fool alludes , is the curative process for a certain disease , by means of a tub , which persons affected ( ac- cording to Randle Holme ...
... caused the term to be anciently used for a house of ill repute . The scalding , to which the fool alludes , is the curative process for a certain disease , by means of a tub , which persons affected ( ac- cording to Randle Holme ...
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... cause worthy my spleen and fury , That I may strike at Athens . I'll cheer up My discontented troops , and lay for hearts . ' Tis honour , with most lands to be at odds 14 ; Soldiers should brook as little wrongs , as gods . [ Exit . 13 ...
... cause worthy my spleen and fury , That I may strike at Athens . I'll cheer up My discontented troops , and lay for hearts . ' Tis honour , with most lands to be at odds 14 ; Soldiers should brook as little wrongs , as gods . [ Exit . 13 ...
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... cause . Tim . The gods confound them all i ' thy conquest ; and Thee after , when thou hast conquer'd ! Alcib . Tim . That , Why me , Timon ? By killing villains , thou wast born to conquer My country . - Put up thy gold ; Go on ...
... cause . Tim . The gods confound them all i ' thy conquest ; and Thee after , when thou hast conquer'd ! Alcib . Tim . That , Why me , Timon ? By killing villains , thou wast born to conquer My country . - Put up thy gold ; Go on ...
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... cause I think the whole construction of the speech shows that is the word the poet wrote . To afflict him with leprosy would not prevent his scolding , to deprive him of his voice by hoarseness might . 28 To ' foresee his particular ...
... cause I think the whole construction of the speech shows that is the word the poet wrote . To afflict him with leprosy would not prevent his scolding , to deprive him of his voice by hoarseness might . 28 To ' foresee his particular ...
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Alcib Alcibiades Antium Antony and Cleopatra Apem Apemantus Athens Aufidius bear blood Brutus Cæs Caius Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus death Decius dost doth enemy ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fear Flav follow fool fortune friends give gods gold hand hath hear heart honour i'the Iras Julius Cæsar King Henry lady Lart Lepidus look lord LUCILIUS Lucius madam Malone Marcius Mark Antony means Menenius Mess ne'er never noble o'the Octavia old copy reads Othello passage peace Plutarch poet Pompey pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senators Serv Servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's soldier speak Steevens sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Timon Titinius Troilus and Cressida unto VIII Volces VOLUMNIA word worthy
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Page 341 - 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...
Page 377 - 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!
Page 281 - I, as ^Eneas, our great ancestor, Did, from the flames of Troy, upon his shoulder, The old Anchises bear, so, from the waves of Tiber, Did I the tired Caesar : and this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body. If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Page 353 - Sheath your dagger : Be angry when you will, it shall have scope; Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour. O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb, That carries anger, as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Page 336 - 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. The noble Brutus Hath told you, Caesar was ambitious; If it were so, it was a grievous fault; And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest (For Brutus is an honourable man ; So are they all; all honourable men), Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend,...
Page 351 - By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Page 335 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Page 527 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar...
Page 339 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look ! In this place ran Cassius...
Page 313 - 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.