Act 1 Scene 2
Montāžas Teksta
- Act 1 Scene 1:
- we make holiday to see Caesar and to rejoice in his triumph. (I.i.32-34)
- Where is thy leather apron and thy rule? What dost thou with thy best apparel on?!?! (I. i. 7-9)
- Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home?What tributaries follow him to Rome,To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels?You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oftHave you climb'd up to walls and battlements,To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops,Your infants in your arms, and there have satThe livelong day, with patient expectation,To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome: (I.i.36-47)
- Act 1 Scene 1:
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- Have you not made an universal shout,That Tiber trembled underneath her banks,To hear the replication of your soundsMade in her concave shores?And do you now put on your best attire?And do you now cull out a holiday?And do you now strew flowers in his wayThat comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone!Run to your houses, fall upon your knees,Pray to the gods to intermit the plagueThat needs must light on this ingratitude. (I.i.48-60)
- FOR REAL BRO.....
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