 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1785 - 336 страници
...there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down: Whilft bloody treafon flourifli'd over us. O, now you weep ! and I perceive you feel The dint of pityj thefe are gracious drops. Kind fouls ! what, weep you when you but behold Our Cxfar's vefture... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1788 - 548 страници
...was there, my countrymen ! Then I and you, and all of us, fell down, Whilft bloody treafon flourifh'd over us. O, now you weep ; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity ; thefe are gracious drops. fouls ! what ! weep you when you but behold Our Caefar's vefture wounded ? look you here ! Here is... | |
 | William Scott - 1789 - 416 страници
...countrymen ! Then .I, and you, and all of us, fell down i Whilft bloody treafon flourifii'd over us. Q, now you weep ; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity : tkefe are gracious drops. Kind fouls ! what,- weep you when you but behold Our Csefar's vefture wounded... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 478 страници
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 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 614 страници
...was there, my countrymen! Then 1, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilll bloody treafon flourifh'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity 3 : thefe are gracious drops. .Kind fouls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caefar's vefture... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 558 страници
...was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon flouriih'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity г : thefe are gracious drops. Kind fouls, what, weep you, when you but bel Our Csefar's vellure wounded... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 724 страници
...bind, till he was (lain." Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon flourifh'dg over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : 9 thefe are gracious drops. Kind fouls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caefar's vefture... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 страници
...there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down : Whilft bloody treafon flourifh'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : thefe are'gracious drops. Kind fouls ! what, weep you, when you but behold Our Ctefar's vefture wounded t... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 страници
...there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon flourifli'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel...gracious drops. Kind fouls, what, weep you, when you but behoM Our Caefar's vefture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himfelf, marr'd, as you fee, with traitors.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 648 страници
...was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?... | |
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O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what ! weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors. 
