Twelfe Night. Julius Caesar. Hamlet

Twelfe Night. Julius Caesar. Hamlet

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 edition. Excerpt: ...one of Us, That strucke the Formost man of all this World, But for supporting Robbers: shall we now, Contaminate our fingers, with base Bribes? And sell the mighty space of our large Honors For so much trash, as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a Dogge, and bay the Moone, Then such a Roman. 30 Cassi. Brutus, baite not me, Ile not indure it: you forget your selfe To hedge me in. I am a Souldier, I, Older in practice, Abler then your selfe To make Conditions. Bru. Go too: you are not Cassius. Cassi. I am.! Bru. I say, you are not. Cassi. Urge me no more, I shall forget my selfe: Have minde upon your health: Tempt me no farther. Bru. Away slight man. 41. Cassi. Is't possible? Bru. Heare me, for I will speake. Must I give way, and roome to your rash Choller? Shall I be frighted, when a Madman stares? Cassi. O ye Gods, ye Gods, Must I endure all this? Bru. All this? Imore: Fret till your proud hart break. Go shew your Slaves how Chollericke you are, And make your Bondmen tremble. Must I bouge? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch 50 Under your Testie Humour? By the Gods, You shall digest the Venom of your Spleene Though it do Split you. For, from this day forth, Ile use you for my Mirth, yea for mv Laughter When you are Waspish. Cassi. Is it come to this? Bru. You say, you are a better Souldier: Let it appeare so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well. For mine owne part, I shall be glad to learne of Noble men. 60 Cass. You wrong me every way: You wrong me Brutus: I saide, an Elder Souldier, not a Better. Did I say Better? Bru. If you did, I care not. Cass. When Ccentssarliv'd, he durstnot thushavemov'd me. Blut. Peace, peace, you durst not so have tempted him. Cassi. I durst not. Bru. No. Cassishow more

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  • Paperback
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 177g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236765575
  • 9781236765574