Julius CaesarClarendon Press, 1885 - 203 pages |
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... better dreams , what would his enemies and ill - willers say , and how could they like of his friends ' words ? And who could persuade them otherwise , but that they should think his dominion a slavery unto them and tyrannical in ...
... better dreams , what would his enemies and ill - willers say , and how could they like of his friends ' words ? And who could persuade them otherwise , but that they should think his dominion a slavery unto them and tyrannical in ...
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William Shakespeare. day , it is better that you go yourself in person , and , saluting the Senate , to dismiss them till another time . " Therewithal he took Cæsar by the hand , and brought him out of his house ' ( pp . 98 , 99 ) . ii ...
William Shakespeare. day , it is better that you go yourself in person , and , saluting the Senate , to dismiss them till another time . " Therewithal he took Cæsar by the hand , and brought him out of his house ' ( pp . 98 , 99 ) . ii ...
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... better . These barbarous men , being very glad of this good hap , and thinking them- selves happy men , they carried him in the night , and sent some before unto Antonius , to tell him of their coming . He was marvellous glad of it ...
... better . These barbarous men , being very glad of this good hap , and thinking them- selves happy men , they carried him in the night , and sent some before unto Antonius , to tell him of their coming . He was marvellous glad of it ...
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... better booty than that you followed . For instead . of an enemy you have brought me a friend : and for my part , if you had brought me Brutus alive , truly I cannot tell what I should have done to him . For I had rather have such men my ...
... better booty than that you followed . For instead . of an enemy you have brought me a friend : and for my part , if you had brought me Brutus alive , truly I cannot tell what I should have done to him . For I had rather have such men my ...
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... better than quote the words of Archbishop Trench in his Lectures on Plutarch ( pp . 64-66 ) , for which they will be found to be an ample justification . Speaking of North's Translation of the Lives , he says : ' But the highest title ...
... better than quote the words of Archbishop Trench in his Lectures on Plutarch ( pp . 64-66 ) , for which they will be found to be an ample justification . Speaking of North's Translation of the Lives , he says : ' But the highest title ...
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Page 79 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
Page 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...
Page 50 - Nervii. Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through; See what a rent the envious Casca made; Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd; And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away, Mark how the blood of Caesar...
Page 60 - O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast: within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold: If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth: I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart: Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.
Page 46 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death , shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my bes't lover" for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 43 - 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...
Page 9 - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights : Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.
Page 43 - And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate" by his side come hot from hell , Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry "Havoc," and let slip the dogs of war; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men , groaning for burial.
Page 19 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Page 101 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted.