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. An Essay on the Writings and Genius of Shakespear Compared with the Greek ... - Page 265 by Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1772 - 288 pages Full view -
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