 | Bruce McIver, Ruth Stevenson - Literature - 1994 - 284 pages
...is the sudden outburst of the soliloquy: Over thy wounds now do I prophesy (Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips To beg the voice and utterance...tongue), A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy; Blood and destruction shall... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Poetry - 1995 - 136 pages
...cut off, The choice and master spirits of this age. 43 O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! Thou...of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy (Which, like... | |
 | Richard Courtney - Drama - 1995 - 274 pages
...conspirators leave. Left alone, Antony turns to Caesar's corpse: O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers. Thou...of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! (254-257) Antony sees Caesar as a man he loved,... | |
 | Paul Nimmo - Drama - 1996 - 72 pages
...DIRECTOR Right - let's hear it then. [Julius Caesar lll,i] O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! Thou...of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy, Which like dumb... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1996 - 1290 pages
...and follow us. [Exeunt all but ANTONY. MARCUS ANTONIUS. O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! Thou...of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy, — Which, like... | |
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O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy (Which... 
