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Page 366
... ANTONY , for the course ; CALPURNIA , PORTIA , DECIUS , CICERO , BRUTUS , CASSIUS , and CASCA ; a great Crowd following , among them a Soothsayer Cæs . Calpurnia ! Casca . Peace , ho ! Cæsar speaks . [ Music ceases . Cæs . Calpurnia ...
... ANTONY , for the course ; CALPURNIA , PORTIA , DECIUS , CICERO , BRUTUS , CASSIUS , and CASCA ; a great Crowd following , among them a Soothsayer Cæs . Calpurnia ! Casca . Peace , ho ! Cæsar speaks . [ Music ceases . Cæs . Calpurnia ...
Page 367
... Antony . Let me not hinder , Cassius , your desires ; I'll leave you . Cas . Brutus , I do observe you now of late : I have not from your eyes that gentleness And show of love as I was wont to have : You bear too stubborn and too ...
... Antony . Let me not hinder , Cassius , your desires ; I'll leave you . Cas . Brutus , I do observe you now of late : I have not from your eyes that gentleness And show of love as I was wont to have : You bear too stubborn and too ...
Page 373
... Antony ; he hears no music . Seldom he smiles , and smiles in such a sort As if he mocked himself , and scorned his spirit That could be moved to smile at anything . Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater ...
... Antony ; he hears no music . Seldom he smiles , and smiles in such a sort As if he mocked himself , and scorned his spirit That could be moved to smile at anything . Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater ...
Page 374
... Antony . Bru . Tell us the manner of it , gentle Casca . - Casca . I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it ; it was mere foolery , I did not mark it . I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown ; yet ' twas not a crown neither ...
... Antony . Bru . Tell us the manner of it , gentle Casca . - Casca . I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it ; it was mere foolery , I did not mark it . I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown ; yet ' twas not a crown neither ...
Page 389
... Antony and Cæsar fall together . Bru . Our course will seem too bloody , Caius Cassius , To cut the head off and then hack the limbs , Like wrath in death and envy afterwards ; For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar . Let us be sacrificers ...
... Antony and Cæsar fall together . Bru . Our course will seem too bloody , Caius Cassius , To cut the head off and then hack the limbs , Like wrath in death and envy afterwards ; For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar . Let us be sacrificers ...
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Page 423 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 163 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Page 147 - Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Page 134 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. "And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners
Page 428 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead...
Page 426 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st...
Page 397 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched 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...
Page 180 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Page 399 - Heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection ! I did .send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me. Was that done like Cassius...
Page 138 - I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.