The Works: Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton, and Dodd, are Pointed Out. Together with the Author's Life; a Glossary; Copious Indexes; and a List of the Various Readings. In Eight Volumes, Volume 7A. Donaldson, and sold at his shop, London; and at Edinburgh, 1771 |
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... Exit . Bru . What a blunt fellow is this grown to be ? He was quick mettle when he went to fchool . Caf . So is he now , in execution Of any bold or noble enterprife , However he puts on this tardy form . This rudeness is a fauce to his ...
... Exit . Bru . What a blunt fellow is this grown to be ? He was quick mettle when he went to fchool . Caf . So is he now , in execution Of any bold or noble enterprife , However he puts on this tardy form . This rudeness is a fauce to his ...
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... Exit . SCENE IV . Thunder and lightning . Enter Cafca , his fword drawn and Cicero , meeting him . $ Cic . Good even , Cafca ; brought you Cæfar home ? Why are you breathlefs , and why ftare you fo ? Cafca . Are not you mov'd , when all ...
... Exit . SCENE IV . Thunder and lightning . Enter Cafca , his fword drawn and Cicero , meeting him . $ Cic . Good even , Cafca ; brought you Cæfar home ? Why are you breathlefs , and why ftare you fo ? Cafca . Are not you mov'd , when all ...
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... Exit Cicero . SCENE VII . Enter Caffius . Caf . Who's there ? Cafca . A Roman . Caf Cafea , by your voice . Cafca . Your ear is good . Caffius , what night is this ? Caf . A very pleafing night to honeft men . Cafca . Who ever knew the ...
... Exit Cicero . SCENE VII . Enter Caffius . Caf . Who's there ? Cafca . A Roman . Caf Cafea , by your voice . Cafca . Your ear is good . Caffius , what night is this ? Caf . A very pleafing night to honeft men . Cafca . Who ever knew the ...
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... Exit Cinna . Come , Cafca , you and I will yet ere day , See Brutus at his house ; three parts of him Is ours already , and the man entire Upon the next encounter yields him ours . Cafca . O , he fits high in all the people's hearts ...
... Exit Cinna . Come , Cafca , you and I will yet ere day , See Brutus at his house ; three parts of him Is ours already , and the man entire Upon the next encounter yields him ours . Cafca . O , he fits high in all the people's hearts ...
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... Exit . [ Opens the letter , and reads . Brutus , thou fleep'ft ; awake , and fee thyfelf : Shall Rome - fpeak , ftrike , redress . remorse , for mercy . C 2 Brutus Brutus , thou fleep'ft : awake . Such inftigations have Sc . 1 . 39 ...
... Exit . [ Opens the letter , and reads . Brutus , thou fleep'ft ; awake , and fee thyfelf : Shall Rome - fpeak , ftrike , redress . remorse , for mercy . C 2 Brutus Brutus , thou fleep'ft : awake . Such inftigations have Sc . 1 . 39 ...
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Achilles Ægypt Agamemnon Ajax anfwer Brutus Cæfar Cafca Caffius Calchas caufe Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Creffid Cymbeline death defire Diomede doth Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid falfe fear feem fervice fhall fhew fhould flain fleep foldier fome fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'ns Hector himſelf honour Iach Imogen Lady Lepidus Lord Lucius Madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft noble Octavia Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe Pleb Poft Pofthumus Pompey pr'ythee prefent Priam purpoſe Queen reafon Roman Rome SCENE ſhall ſpeak ſtand tell thee thefe Ther Therfites theſe thing thofe thou art Titinius Troi Troilus Ulyffes What's whofe your's yourſelf
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Page 9 - 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 18 - It must be by his death: and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd:— How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking.
Page 42 - Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves; than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? 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.
Page 47 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know, Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor, poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me. But, were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Page 8 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Page 153 - 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.
Page 9 - I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his, that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Alas! it cried, Give me some drink, Titinius, As a sick girl.
Page 5 - And do you now put on your best attire? And do you now cull out a holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Page 47 - 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 329 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.