The Tragedy of Julius Caesar: As Originally Performed by Shakespeare's CompanyHarper & brothers, 1898 - 133 pages |
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... called , " A CATALOGVE of the seuerall Comedies , Histories , and Tragedies contained in this Vol- ume " ) it is given as " The Life and Death of Julius Cæsar . " 66 have been acted before 1603. Knight believes it to.
... called , " A CATALOGVE of the seuerall Comedies , Histories , and Tragedies contained in this Vol- ume " ) it is given as " The Life and Death of Julius Cæsar . " 66 have been acted before 1603. Knight believes it to.
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... death ; the cir- cumstances of Cæsar's death , the very arts and means of Decius Brutus to induce him to leave home , all the minutest particulars of his murder , the behaviour of Antony and its result , the murder of the poet Cinna ...
... death ; the cir- cumstances of Cæsar's death , the very arts and means of Decius Brutus to induce him to leave home , all the minutest particulars of his murder , the behaviour of Antony and its result , the murder of the poet Cinna ...
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... death by the same sword with which he killed Cæsar - all is taken from Plutarch's narrative , from which the poet had only to omit whatever destroyed the unity of the action . " The period of the action of the play extends from the ...
... death by the same sword with which he killed Cæsar - all is taken from Plutarch's narrative , from which the poet had only to omit whatever destroyed the unity of the action . " The period of the action of the play extends from the ...
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... death of Portia , which he does not learn till after their reconciliation , " How scap'd I killing when I cross'd you so ? " gives double force to all that has gone before . The scene between Brutus and Portia , where she endeavours to ...
... death of Portia , which he does not learn till after their reconciliation , " How scap'd I killing when I cross'd you so ? " gives double force to all that has gone before . The scene between Brutus and Portia , where she endeavours to ...
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... death of Brutus is worthy of him : it has the dignity of the Roman senator with the firmness of the Stoic philosopher . But what is perhaps better than either is the little incident of his boy Lucius falling asleep over his instrument ...
... death of Brutus is worthy of him : it has the dignity of the Roman senator with the firmness of the Stoic philosopher . But what is perhaps better than either is the little incident of his boy Lucius falling asleep over his instrument ...
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Page 44 - tis true, this god did shake; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre: 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,
Page 84 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have 1 offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended.
Page 43 - 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 90 - 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 : I only speak right on ; 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...
Page 90 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 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 publick leave to speak of him.
Page 82 - 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 like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue— A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...
Page 87 - Who, you all know, are honourable men : I will not do them wrong ; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.
Page 38 - 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 88 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For if you should, O, what would come of it!
Page 76 - But I am constant as the northern star, Of whose true-fix'd, and resting quality, There is no fellow in the firmament. The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks, They are all fire, and every one doth shine ; But there's but one in all doth hold his place...