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Let it be so ; and let Andronicus Make this his latest farewell to their souls . [
Trumpets sounded , and the cofin ( 5 ) laid in the tomb . In peace and honour rest
you here , my sons ; Rome ' s readiest champions , repose you here in rest ,
Secure ...
Let it be so ; and let Andronicus Make this his latest farewell to their souls . [
Trumpets sounded , and the cofin ( 5 ) laid in the tomb . In peace and honour rest
you here , my sons ; Rome ' s readiest champions , repose you here in rest ,
Secure ...
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Renowned Titus , more than half my soul , - Luc . Dear father , soul and
substance of us all , - Marc . Suffer thy brother Marcus to inter His noble nephew
here in virtue ' s nest , That died in honour and Lavinia ' s cause . Thou art a
Roman , - be ...
Renowned Titus , more than half my soul , - Luc . Dear father , soul and
substance of us all , - Marc . Suffer thy brother Marcus to inter His noble nephew
here in virtue ' s nest , That died in honour and Lavinia ' s cause . Thou art a
Roman , - be ...
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Hark , Tamora , — the empress of my soul , Which never hopes more heaven
than rests in thee ,This is the day of doom for Bassianus : His Philomel must lose
her tongue to - day ; Thy sons make pillage of her chastity , And wash their hands
in ...
Hark , Tamora , — the empress of my soul , Which never hopes more heaven
than rests in thee ,This is the day of doom for Bassianus : His Philomel must lose
her tongue to - day ; Thy sons make pillage of her chastity , And wash their hands
in ...
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Some bring the murder ' d body , some the murderers : Let them not speak a word
, — the guilt is plain ; For , by my soul , were there worse end than death , That
end upon them should be executed . Tam , Andronicus , I will entreat the king ...
Some bring the murder ' d body , some the murderers : Let them not speak a word
, — the guilt is plain ; For , by my soul , were there worse end than death , That
end upon them should be executed . Tam , Andronicus , I will entreat the king ...
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For all the frosty nights that I have watch ' d ; And for these bitter tears , which now
you see Filling the aged wrinkles in my cheeks ; Be pitiful to my condemned sons
, Whose souls are not corrupted as ' tis thought . For two - and - twenty sons I ...
For all the frosty nights that I have watch ' d ; And for these bitter tears , which now
you see Filling the aged wrinkles in my cheeks ; Be pitiful to my condemned sons
, Whose souls are not corrupted as ' tis thought . For two - and - twenty sons I ...
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Página 519 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Página 489 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand an end, Like quills upon the fretful porpentine: But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Página 339 - 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 : For I have neither wit...
Página 338 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Página 512 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her? What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have ? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech; Make mad the guilty, and appal the free, Confound the ignorant ; and amaze, indeed, The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Página 294 - You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things! 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 livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome: And when you saw his chariot but appear, Have you not made an universal shout, That Tiber trembled underneath her banks, To hear the replication...
Página 573 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Página 332 - All pity choked with custom of fell deeds : 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
Página 490 - With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, And in the porches of mine ears did pour The leperous distilment; whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man, That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body; And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, The thin and wholesome blood: so did it mine; And a most instant tetter bark'd about, Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body.
Página 529 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Works of William Shakespeare, Volumen5 The Works of William Shakespeare, Alexander Dyce |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Alexander Dyce |
| Editor | E. Moxon, 1857 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 6 Feb. 2008 |
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