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Title: An art edition of Shakespeare, classified as comedies, tragedies, histories and sonnets, each part arranged in chronological order, including also a list of familiar quotations
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 Lamb, Charles, 1775-1834 Lamb, Mary, 1764-1847 Seymour, Mary. (from old catalog) Gaskell, Charles Arthur, 1849- ed. (from old catalog) Gilbert, John, Sir, 1817-1897, illus
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Publisher: Chicago, U. S. publishing house
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ervants to Brutus. A Soothsayer.SCENE—The Neighborhood of Sardis; the Neighborhood of Philippi. ACT L Sceke L Eome. A Street. Enter Flavius, Marullus, and certainCommoners.Flav. Hence! home, you idle creaturesget you home:Is this a lioliday? what! know you not,Being mechanical, you ought not walkUpon a laboring day without the signOf your profession? Speak, what tradeart thou?First Com. Why, sir, a carpenter.Mar. Where is thy leather apron andthy rule?What dost thou with thy best apparel on?You, sir, what trade are you? Sec. Com. Truly, sir, in respect of afine workman, I am but, as you would say.,a cobbler. Mar. But what trade art thou? answerme directly. Sec. Com. A trade, sir, that, I hope, Imay use with a safe conscience; which is,indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles. Mar. What trade, thou knave? thounaughty knave, what trade? Sec. Com. Nay, I beseech you, sir, benot out with me: yet, if you be out, sir, Tcan mend you. Mar. What meanest thou by that?mend me, thou saucy fellow! il2
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Act I. JULIUS C^SAR. Scene I. Sec. Com. Why, sir, cobble yon.Flav. Thou art a cobbler, art thou?Sec. Com. Truly, sir, all that I live byis with the awl: I meddle with no trades-mans matters, nor womens matters, butwith awl. I am, indeed, sir, a surgeon toold shoes; when they are in great danger,I recover them. As proper men as evertrod upon neats leather have gone uponmy handiwork. Flav. But wherefore art not in thyshop to-day?Why dost thou lead these men about thestreets?Sec. Com. Truly, sir, to wear out theirshoes, to get myself into more work. Bu t,indeed, sir, we make holiday, to see Cgesarand to rejoice in his triumph. Mar. Wherefore rejoice? What con-quest brings he home?What tributaries follow him to Eome,To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels?You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!0 yoii hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oftHave you climbed up to walls and battle-ments.To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops.Your

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