Shakspere's Werke, herausg. und erklärt von N. Delius. [With] Nachträge und Berichtigungen, Volumen2 |
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William Shakespeare Nicolaus Delius. A CT I . SCENE I . A public Place . Enter
SAMPSON and GREGORY , armed with swords and bucklers . 6 Sam . Gregory ,
on my word , we ' ll not carry coals . ? Gre . No , for then we should be colliers .
William Shakespeare Nicolaus Delius. A CT I . SCENE I . A public Place . Enter
SAMPSON and GREGORY , armed with swords and bucklers . 6 Sam . Gregory ,
on my word , we ' ll not carry coals . ? Gre . No , for then we should be colliers .
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Part , fools ! put up your swords ; you know not what you do . [ Beats down their
swords . Enter TYBALT . Tyb . ... I do but keep the peace : put up thy sword , Or
manage it to part these men with me . Tyb . What ! draw , 20 and talk of peace ?
Part , fools ! put up your swords ; you know not what you do . [ Beats down their
swords . Enter TYBALT . Tyb . ... I do but keep the peace : put up thy sword , Or
manage it to part these men with me . Tyb . What ! draw , 20 and talk of peace ?
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My sword , I say ! — Old Montague is come , And flourishes his blade in spite of
me . Enter Montague and Lady MONTAGUE . Mon . Thou villain Capulet ! - - Hold
me not ; let me go . La . Mon . Thou shalt not stir a foot 26 to seek a foe .
My sword , I say ! — Old Montague is come , And flourishes his blade in spite of
me . Enter Montague and Lady MONTAGUE . Mon . Thou villain Capulet ! - - Hold
me not ; let me go . La . Mon . Thou shalt not stir a foot 26 to seek a foe .
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I drew to part them ; in the instant came The fiery Tybalt , with his sword prepar ' d
; Which , as he breath ' d 37 defiance to my ears , He swung about his head , and
cut the winds , Who , nothing hurt withal , 38 hiss ' d him in scorn . While we ...
I drew to part them ; in the instant came The fiery Tybalt , with his sword prepar ' d
; Which , as he breath ' d 37 defiance to my ears , He swung about his head , and
cut the winds , Who , nothing hurt withal , 38 hiss ' d him in scorn . While we ...
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Alack ! there lies more peril in thine eye , Than twenty of their swords : look thou
but sweet , And I am proof against their enmity . Jul . I would not for the world they
saw thee here . Rom . I have night ' s cloak to hide me from their eyes ; And but ...
Alack ! there lies more peril in thine eye , Than twenty of their swords : look thou
but sweet , And I am proof against their enmity . Jul . I would not for the world they
saw thee here . Rom . I have night ' s cloak to hide me from their eyes ; And but ...
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Página 46 - 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.
Página 78 - For I can raise no money by vile means : By 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.
Página 65 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Página 19 - Well, honour is the subject of my story.— I cannot tell, what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.
Página 65 - The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was ambitious; if it were so, it was a grievous fault; and grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, for Brutus is an honourable man; so are they all, all honourable men, . . . come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Página 77 - Bru. You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Página 36 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams ; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film ; Her waggoner, a small...
Página 65 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable 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?
Página 76 - Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path...
Página 68 - 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...