 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 724 страници
...againft the very bafe whereon Pompey'* image Hood, which ran all a gort of 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1795 - 372 страници
...face, i Which ,all the while ran blood, great C*far fell, • Even at the bafeof Pompey's ftatue. ' O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! ' Then I...and you, and all of us fell down, • Whilft bloody tfeaibu fiourifh'd over us. • O, now you weep-; and I perceive you feel ' The dint of pity ; thefe... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 страници
...muffling up his face, Even at the bafe of Pompy's ftatue, Which all the while ran blood, great Cajar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...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... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 страници
...muffling up bis fjce, Even at the baft of Pompcy's liatue, Which all the while ran blood, great Citfar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilll bloody treafon flourilh'd over ui. O, now you weep ; and, 1 perceive, you feel The dint of pity... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 638 страници
...his face, Even at the bafe of Pompey's ftatua, Which all the while ran blood, great Caefar fell. 0, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and...you, and all of us fell down, Whilft bloody treafon ftourifh'd over us. 0, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : thefe are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 408 страници
...muffling up his face, ! Evea at the bafe of Pompey's ftatue, Which all the while ran blood, great Csefar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...Kind fouls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caefar's vefture wounded ? Look you here ! Here is himfelf, marr'd, as you fee, with traitors. -' I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 страници
...muffling up his face, Even at the bafe of Pompey's ftatua, Which all the while ran blood, great Caefar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then...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 pity : thefe are gracious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 490 страници
...muffling up his face, « Even at the base of Pompey's statua/ Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.3 O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint4 of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 384 страници
...his face, Even at the bafe of Pompey's ftatue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caefar fell.(6) O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I,...drops. Kind fouls, what, weep you, when you but behold Oiir Cselar's vetture wounded r Look you here ! Here is himfelf, marr'd, as you fee, by traitore, i... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 648 страници
...muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statua, Which all the while ran blood, great CtEsar fell. O, what a fall 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:... | |
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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. 
