 | Susan Sontag - 2001 - 402 страници
...great speech of reproach and incitement, declaiming to the lofty air and then to her when he comes to O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel the dint of pity. These are gracious drops. But there was something novel, no, unfamiliar, no, familiar, in the words... | |
 | Thomas Leech - 2001 - 328 страници
...will, the will! We will hear Caesar's will . . . ANTONY If you have tears, prepare to shed them now . 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?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 1362 страници
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 | Mark Alan Stewart - 2001 - 284 страници
...different (not similar) and indifferent (unconcerned, disinterested). DINT (DINT) «. force; power ** Now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel the dint of pity." — Shakespeare Similar words include puissance (adj puissant) and potency (adj potent) The word also... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 264 страници
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 | William Shakespeare - 1989 - 1286 страници
...was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish! * ' ͜ S K b 0 these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?... | |
 | Allardyce Nicoll - 2002 - 196 страници
...grief; while, when later he succeeds in moving the crowd to compassion, he returns to the same theme: O, now you weep and I perceive you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. But Jonson ignored all this, took the words out of their context and held... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1998 - 1362 страници
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 | David Mahony - 2003 - 296 страници
...countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. (197) 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?... | |
 | McGuffey - 2003 - 484 страници
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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. 
