Tragedies. King Lear. Othello. Julius Ceasar / Трагедии. Король Лир. Отелло. Юлий Цезарь. Уильям Шекспир

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СКАЧАТЬ cumber all the parts of Italy;

      Blood and destruction shall be so in use

      And dreadful objects so familiar

      That mothers shall but smile when they behold

      Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war;

      All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:

      And Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge,

      With Ate by his side come hot from hell,

      Shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice

      Cry ’Havoc,’ and let slip the dogs of war;

      That this foul deed shall smell above the earth

      With carrion men, groaning for burial.

      Enter a Servant

      You serve Octavius Caesar, do you not?

      Servant

      I do, Mark Antony.

      ANTONY

      Caesar did write for him to come to Rome.

      Servant

      He did receive his letters, and is coming;

      And bid me say to you by word of mouth-

      O Caesar! —

      Seeing the body

      ANTONY

      Thy heart is big, get thee apart and weep.

      Passion, I see, is catching; for mine eyes,

      Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine,

      Began to water. Is thy master coming?

      Servant

      He lies to-night within seven leagues of Rome.

      ANTONY

      Post back with speed, and tell him what hath chanced:

      Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome,

      No Rome of safety for Octavius yet;

      Hie hence, and tell him so. Yet, stay awhile;

      Thou shalt not back till I have borne this corse

      Into the market-place: there shall I try

      In my oration, how the people take

      The cruel issue of these bloody men;

      According to the which, thou shalt discourse

      To young Octavius of the state of things.

      Lend me your hand.

      Exeunt with CAESAR’s body

      Scene II

      The Forum.

      Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS, and a throng of Citizens

      Citizens

      We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied.

      BRUTUS

      Then follow me, and give me audience, friends.

      Cassius, go you into the other street,

      And part the numbers.

      Those that will hear me speak, let ’em stay here;

      Those that will follow Cassius, go with him;

      And public reasons shall be rendered

      Of Caesar’s death.

      First Citizen

      I will hear Brutus speak.

      Second Citizen

      I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons,

      When severally we hear them rendered.

      Exit CASSIUS, with some of the Citizens. BRUTUS goes into the pulpit

      Third Citizen

      The noble Brutus is ascended: silence!

      BRUTUS

      Be patient till the last.

      Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my

      cause, and be silent, that you may hear: believe me

      for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that

      you may believe: censure me in your wisdom, and

      awake your senses, that you may the better judge.

      If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of

      Caesar’s, to him I say, that Brutus’ love to Caesar

      was no less than his. If then that friend demand

      why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer:

      – Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved

      Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living and

      die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live

      all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him;

      as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was

      valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I

      slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his

      fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his

      ambition. Who is here so base that would be a

      bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended.

      Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If

      any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so

      vile that will not love his country? If any, speak;

      for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.

      All

      None, Brutus, none.

      BRUTUS

      Then none have СКАЧАТЬ