La Tragedia de Julio CésarD.C. Heath y compañía, 1919 - 144 Seiten |
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... Peace , ho ! Cæsar speaks . Cæs . Calpurnia ! Cal . Here , my lord . Cæs . Stand you directly in Antonius ' way , When he doth run his course . Ant . Cæsar , my lord ? Antonius ! Cæs . Forget not , in your speed , Antonius , To touch ...
... Peace , ho ! Cæsar speaks . Cæs . Calpurnia ! Cal . Here , my lord . Cæs . Stand you directly in Antonius ' way , When he doth run his course . Ant . Cæsar , my lord ? Antonius ! Cæs . Forget not , in your speed , Antonius , To touch ...
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... Peace ! count the clock . Cas . [ Clock strikes . The clock hath stricken three . But it is doubtful yet , Treb . ' Tis time to part . Cas . Whether Cæsar will come forth to - day , or no ; For he is superstitious grown of late , Quite ...
... Peace ! count the clock . Cas . [ Clock strikes . The clock hath stricken three . But it is doubtful yet , Treb . ' Tis time to part . Cas . Whether Cæsar will come forth to - day , or no ; For he is superstitious grown of late , Quite ...
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... peace to - night : Thrice hath Calpurnia in her sleep cried out , " Help , ho ! they murder Cæsar ! " Who's within ? Serv . My lord ? Enter a Servant Cæs . Go bid the priests do present sacrifice And bring me their opinions of success ...
... peace to - night : Thrice hath Calpurnia in her sleep cried out , " Help , ho ! they murder Cæsar ! " Who's within ? Serv . My lord ? Enter a Servant Cæs . Go bid the priests do present sacrifice And bring me their opinions of success ...
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... Peace , freedom and liberty ! ” Cas . Stoop , then , and wash . How many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown ! Bru . How many times shall Cæsar bleed in sport , That now on ...
... Peace , freedom and liberty ! ” Cas . Stoop , then , and wash . How many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown ! Bru . How many times shall Cæsar bleed in sport , That now on ...
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... peace , Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes , Most noble ! in the presence of thy corse ? Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds , Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood , It would become me better than to close In terms of ...
... peace , Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes , Most noble ! in the presence of thy corse ? Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds , Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood , It would become me better than to close In terms of ...
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acción acto amigo año asesinato asunto autor batalla bear bien blood Bruto Cæs Cæsar Caius Calpurnia Capitol carácter Casca Casio casó Cassius Cicero Cimber Cinna Clitus conjurados conspiración conspiradores Cónsul cual death decir Decius después día doth drama edad edición ejército El Rey Lear Enrique época ESCENA escrito Exeunt Exit falta fear Fourth Cit fué fueron fuerza gods había hand hath hear heart hecho hija hijo hizo hombre honourable ides of March importancia Inglés moderno Julio César Lépido Ligarius línea lord Lucilius Lucius luego Mark Antony medio Messala Metellus modo motivo muerte night noble Brutus obra Octavius padre palabra Philippi Pindarus poco poder Pompeyo Portia pret propia público Publius pueblo Roma Roman Rome Senado sentido Shakespeare sólo speak stand sword teatros tell thee Third Cit thou tiempo Titinius to-day Trebonius verbo vida Volumnius
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 61 - 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: I only speak right on: I tell you that which you yourselves do know...
Seite 54 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer; not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
Seite 3 - 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 l Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Seite 11 - Would he were fatter ; but I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
Seite 2 - O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey? 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...
Seite 35 - Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear, Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Seite 51 - 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...
Seite 9 - To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus, and Caesar : what should be in that Caesar...
Seite 61 - 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: 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.
Seite 57 - ... man. 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 ? 0 judgment!