The Plays of William Shakespeare. In Ten Volumes: Julius Caesar ; Antony and Cleopatra ; Timon of Athens ; Titus AndronicusC. Bathurst, J. Beecroft, W. Strahan, J. and F. Rivington, J. Hinton, L. Davis, Hawes, Clarke and Collins, R. Horsfield, W. Johnston, W. Owen, T. Caslon, E. Johnson, S. Crowder, B. White, T. Longman, B. Law, E. and C. Dilly, C. Corbett, W. Griffin, T. Cadell, W. Woodfall, G. Keith, T. Lowndes, T. Davies, J. Robson, T. Becket, F. Newbery, G. Robinson, T. Payne, J. Williams, M. Hingeston, and J. Ridley., 1773 |
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... thee long . If I do live , - I will be good to thee . [ Mufick and a fong . This is a fleepy tune : -O murd'rous flumber ! Lay'st thou thy leaden mace upon my boy , That plays thee mufick ? -Gentle knave , good night . I will not do thee ...
... thee long . If I do live , - I will be good to thee . [ Mufick and a fong . This is a fleepy tune : -O murd'rous flumber ! Lay'st thou thy leaden mace upon my boy , That plays thee mufick ? -Gentle knave , good night . I will not do thee ...
Page 99
... thee prisoner ; And then I fwore thee , faving of thy life , That whatfoever I did bid thee do , Thou should't attempt it . Come , now keep thine oath ; Now be a freeman ; and , with this good fword , That ran through Cæfar's bowels ...
... thee prisoner ; And then I fwore thee , faving of thy life , That whatfoever I did bid thee do , Thou should't attempt it . Come , now keep thine oath ; Now be a freeman ; and , with this good fword , That ran through Cæfar's bowels ...
Page 100
... thee ? Didft thou not hear their fhouts ? Alas , thou haft misconstrued every thing . But hold thee , take this garland on thy brow ; Thy Brutys bid me give it thee , and I Will do his bidding -Brutus , come apace ; And see how I ...
... thee ? Didft thou not hear their fhouts ? Alas , thou haft misconstrued every thing . But hold thee , take this garland on thy brow ; Thy Brutys bid me give it thee , and I Will do his bidding -Brutus , come apace ; And see how I ...
Page 102
... thee , that no enemy Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus : The Gods defend him from fo great a fhame ! When you ... thee as a reward for Ipeedy death . What now is there wanting ? 7 I'll tell the news . ] The old copy reads , I'll ...
... thee , that no enemy Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus : The Gods defend him from fo great a fhame ! When you ... thee as a reward for Ipeedy death . What now is there wanting ? 7 I'll tell the news . ] The old copy reads , I'll ...
Page 103
... thee down , Clitus : flaying is the word ; It is a deed in fashion . Hark thee , Clitus- [ Whispering . Cli . What I , my lord ? No , not for all the world . Bru . Peace then , no words . Cli . I'll rather kill myself . Bru . Hark thee ...
... thee down , Clitus : flaying is the word ; It is a deed in fashion . Hark thee , Clitus- [ Whispering . Cli . What I , my lord ? No , not for all the world . Bru . Peace then , no words . Cli . I'll rather kill myself . Bru . Hark thee ...
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Ægypt againſt Alcibiades Andronicus anſwer Apem Apemantus becauſe beſt Brutus Cæfar Cafca Caffius cauſe Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra death Decius doft doth emperefs emperor Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit fafe faid fatire feems fend fenfe fent fhall fhew fhould flain Flav fleep foldier fome fons forrow fortune fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fweet fword give Gods Goths Hanmer hath hear heart himſelf honour JOHNSON Lavinia lord Lucius madam mafter Marcus Mark Antony means moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble Octavia paffage pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Plutarch poet Pompey prefent queen reafon Roman Rome Saturnine SCENE Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſtand STEEVENS Tamora tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art Timon Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus uſe WARB WARBURTON whofe word yourſelf
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Page 59 - 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 147 - Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Page 66 - 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 public leave to speak of him.
Page 146 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool. And what they undid, did. AGR. O, rare for Antony! ENO. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Page 65 - O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 226 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Page 34 - But, as it were, in sort, or limitation ; To keep with you at meals, comfort your bed, And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in the suburbs Of your good pleasure ? If it be no more, Portia is Brutus
Page 59 - ... that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 21 - It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Page 63 - 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!