 | John Pierpont - 1835 - 484 страници
...was there, my countrymen ! Then I and you, and all of us, fell down ; Whilst bloody treason nourished 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... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1835 - 496 страници
...was there, my countrymen ! Then I and you, and all of us, fell down ; Whilst bloody treason nourished over us. O, now you weep; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity:—these are gracious drops. Good friends ! sweet friends ! Let me not stir you up To such a sudden... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1835 - 158 страници
...down [Loudly and with emphasis.] while bloody treason flourished over us. 560. [Softly and slowly.] Oh now you weep ; and I perceive you feel the dint of pity: — these are gracious drops. Kind souls! [Quickly, louder, and with strong emphasis.] What, weep you... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 страници
...was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished 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?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 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 Ceesar's vesture wounded?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 страници
...was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint3 of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's... | |
 | Caleb Bingham - 1837 - 242 страници
...there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us, fell down ; / Whilst bloody treason flourished 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... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 страници
...was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished 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 Csesar's vesture wounded... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 804 страници
...there, my countrymen ! 1 ;•• n I, and vou, and all of us fell down, Whilst blooay treason flourished 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 bat b^hoM Our Cesar's vesture wounded... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1838 - 346 страници
...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 Cesar'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. 
