 | Samuel Atkins Eliot - 1922 - عدد الصفحات: 312
...Give me your hand. (Antony gives if) Now, farewell, Emperor! (Their eyes meet: Ventidius almost weeps) Methinks that word's too cold to be my last: Since...death sweeps all distinctions, — farewell, friend! (They embrace, Ventidius sobbing, Antony too sunk in his grief for Cleopatra, fully to respond; then... | |
 | David Harrison Stevens - 1923 - عدد الصفحات: 946
...VENTIDIUS. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, emperor! — (Embrace). 321 ck, lips smiling at their own discretion; and if not...more lovely in sullenness. 93 ABSOLUTE. That's she, bus'ness of a trifle: 325 And yet I cannot look on you, and kill you; Pray turn your face. ANTONY.... | |
 | George William McClelland - 1925 - عدد الصفحات: 1178
...before thyself. Vent. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, emperor! (Em brace) 7 bus'ness of a trifle; And yet I cannot look on you, and kill you; Pray turn your face. Ant. I do: strike... | |
 | Robert Metcalf Smith - 1928 - عدد الصفحات: 642
...thou; for 'tis but just thou serve Thy friend, before thyself. VENTIDIUS. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, emperor! — [Embrace.]...distinctions, farewell, friend! That's all. I will not make a bus'ness of a trifle; And yet I cannot look on you, and kill you; Pray turn your face. ANTONY. I do:... | |
 | Paul Robert Lieder, Robert Morss Lovett, Robert Kilburn Root - 1929 - عدد الصفحات: 388
...thou; for 'tis but just thou serve 320 Thy friend, before thyself. VENT. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, emperor! — (Embrace.) Methinks that word's too cold to be my last: 273 factors, agents. Since death sweeps all distinctions, farewell, friend! That's all. 325 I will... | |
 | John Dryden - 1972 - عدد الصفحات: 188
...thou; for 'tis but just thou serve Thy friend before thyself. VENTIDIUS. Give me your hand. 320 We soon shall meet again. Now farewell, emperor! Embrace....That's all.— I will not make a business of a trifle, 325 And yet I cannot look on you, and kill you; Pray turn your face. ANTONY. I do. Strike home, be... | |
 | John Dryden - 1985 - عدد الصفحات: 672
...serve 320 Thy Friend, before thy self. Ven. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, Farewel, Emperor. (Embrace.) Methinks that word's too cold...to be my last: Since Death sweeps all distinctions, Farewel, Friend. That's all. I will not make a bus'ness of a trifle: And yet I cannot look on you,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - عدد الصفحات: 636
...before thy self. Ven. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, Farewel, Emperor. [Em&rttce, Methinks that word's too cold to be my last : Since Death sweeps all distinctions, Farewel, Friend. That's all. I will not make a bus' ness of a trifle : And yet I cannot look on you,... | |
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