Julius Caesar: With Notes, Introduction and GlossaryH. Holt, 1904 - 92 pages |
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... syllables , each pair of syllables constituting one foot and making in all five feet . In each foot the first syllable is unstressed or unaccented and is therefore either unmarked or marked with the accent or the symbol x , while the ...
... syllables , each pair of syllables constituting one foot and making in all five feet . In each foot the first syllable is unstressed or unaccented and is therefore either unmarked or marked with the accent or the symbol x , while the ...
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... syllable , on which the emphasis of the voice falls , is stressed or accented , and bears the accent or the symbol a . Blank Verse is often called Iambic Pentameter , and the symbol for this kind of verse , Blank or Heroic Verse ...
... syllable , on which the emphasis of the voice falls , is stressed or accented , and bears the accent or the symbol a . Blank Verse is often called Iambic Pentameter , and the symbol for this kind of verse , Blank or Heroic Verse ...
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... syllables are called Double or Feminine Endings . In Shakespeare's earlier plays the extra syllable is rarely found ; in his later plays it becomes . increasingly frequent . ( 4. ) Light and Weak Endings . - The fourth set of excep ...
... syllables are called Double or Feminine Endings . In Shakespeare's earlier plays the extra syllable is rarely found ; in his later plays it becomes . increasingly frequent . ( 4. ) Light and Weak Endings . - The fourth set of excep ...
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... syllables too many in it . Even regarded as an Alexandrine , which contains six feet or twelve syllables , it is irregular . In this dilemma it is most con- venient to regard the one long line as in reality two short ones , and to scan ...
... syllables too many in it . Even regarded as an Alexandrine , which contains six feet or twelve syllables , it is irregular . In this dilemma it is most con- venient to regard the one long line as in reality two short ones , and to scan ...
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... syllable . II . i . 324. mortified spirit = spirit that was dead in me . Cf. Macbeth , V. 25 . II . i . 326. whats to do : note the infinitive active used for the passive . This is often the case in Shakespeare . Cf. Sonnets , 129 ...
... syllable . II . i . 324. mortified spirit = spirit that was dead in me . Cf. Macbeth , V. 25 . II . i . 326. whats to do : note the infinitive active used for the passive . This is often the case in Shakespeare . Cf. Sonnets , 129 ...
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Page xxxviii - Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Page 20 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts; 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, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood...
Page xiii - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Page 12 - 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 ? With this I depart, — that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 14 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
Page lix - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council, and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Page 15 - 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.
Page 28 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And sell the mighty space of our large honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?
Page 14 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an houourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Page xxxviii - 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...