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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... turn melancholy . 3 For be is fuperftitious grown of late , Quite from the main opinien he held once Of fantafy , of ... turning accidents to omens , a principal fuperftition of antiquity . WARBURTON . Main opinion , is nothing more than ...
... turn melancholy . 3 For be is fuperftitious grown of late , Quite from the main opinien he held once Of fantafy , of ... turning accidents to omens , a principal fuperftition of antiquity . WARBURTON . Main opinion , is nothing more than ...
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... turn back , For I will flay myfelf . Bru . Caffius , be conftant . Popilius Lena fpeaks not of our purposes ; For , look , he fmiles , and Cæfar doth not change . Caf . Trebonius knows his time ; for , look you , Brutus , He draws Mark ...
... turn back , For I will flay myfelf . Bru . Caffius , be conftant . Popilius Lena fpeaks not of our purposes ; For , look , he fmiles , and Cæfar doth not change . Caf . Trebonius knows his time ; for , look you , Brutus , He draws Mark ...
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... turn pre - ordinance and first decree 2 * Into the lane of children . Be not fond , To think that Cæfar bears fuch rebel blood , That will be thaw'd from the true quality With that which melteth fools ; I mean , fweet words , Low ...
... turn pre - ordinance and first decree 2 * Into the lane of children . Be not fond , To think that Cæfar bears fuch rebel blood , That will be thaw'd from the true quality With that which melteth fools ; I mean , fweet words , Low ...
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... turn him going . 3 Pleb . Tear him , tear him . Come , brands , ho firebrands . To Brutus ' , to Caffius ' , burn all . Some to Decius ' house , And fome to Cafca's ; fome to Ligarius's : Away : - Go . [ Exeunt . ACT ACT IV . SCENE I. 7 ...
... turn him going . 3 Pleb . Tear him , tear him . Come , brands , ho firebrands . To Brutus ' , to Caffius ' , burn all . Some to Decius ' house , And fome to Cafca's ; fome to Ligarius's : Away : - Go . [ Exeunt . ACT ACT IV . SCENE I. 7 ...
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... turn him off , Like to the empty ass , to shake his ears , And graze in commons . Olia . You may do your will ; But he's a try'd and valiant foldier , Ant . So is my horfe , Octavius : and , for that , I do appoint him ftore of ...
... turn him off , Like to the empty ass , to shake his ears , And graze in commons . Olia . You may do your will ; But he's a try'd and valiant foldier , Ant . So is my horfe , Octavius : and , for that , I do appoint him ftore of ...
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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!