The Plays of William Shakspeare, Tập 7F. C. and J. Rivington, 1823 |
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... Cæs . Ha ! who calls ? [ Music . Casca . Bid every noise be still : -Peace yet again . [ Music ceases . Cæs . Who is it in the press , 1 that calls on me ? I hear a tongue , shriller than all the music , Cry , Cæsar : Speak ; Cæsar ...
... Cæs . Ha ! who calls ? [ Music . Casca . Bid every noise be still : -Peace yet again . [ Music ceases . Cæs . Who is it in the press , 1 that calls on me ? I hear a tongue , shriller than all the music , Cry , Cæsar : Speak ; Cæsar ...
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... Cæs . Ant . Cæs . Then- Thank you . Sit . Sit , sir ! Nay , Ant . I learn , you take things ill , which are not so ; Or , being , concern you not . Cas . If , or for nothing , or a little , I I must be laugh'd at , Should say myself ...
... Cæs . Ant . Cæs . Then- Thank you . Sit . Sit , sir ! Nay , Ant . I learn , you take things ill , which are not so ; Or , being , concern you not . Cas . If , or for nothing , or a little , I I must be laugh'd at , Should say myself ...
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... Cæs . Nor must not then be yielded to in this . Enter Octavia . Oct. Hail , Cæsar , and my lord ! hail , most dear Cæsar ! Cæs . That ever I should call thee , cast away ! Oct. You have not call'd me so , nor have you cause . Cæs . Why ...
... Cæs . Nor must not then be yielded to in this . Enter Octavia . Oct. Hail , Cæsar , and my lord ! hail , most dear Cæsar ! Cæs . That ever I should call thee , cast away ! Oct. You have not call'd me so , nor have you cause . Cæs . Why ...
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