CymbelineMacmillan, 1913 - 192 sider |
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Side viii
... Lucius , Posthumus , and Imogen . The romantic part of the plot of Cymbeline is closest to the ninth novel of the second day of the Decameron of Boccaccio . An English translation now lost , or some French edition of whose existence we ...
... Lucius , Posthumus , and Imogen . The romantic part of the plot of Cymbeline is closest to the ninth novel of the second day of the Decameron of Boccaccio . An English translation now lost , or some French edition of whose existence we ...
Side 2
... LUCIUS , general of the Roman forces . PISANIO , servant to Posthumus . CORNELIUS , a physician . A Roman Captain . Two British Captains . A Frenchman , friend to Philario . Two Lords of Cymbeline's court . Two Gentlemen of the same ...
... LUCIUS , general of the Roman forces . PISANIO , servant to Posthumus . CORNELIUS , a physician . A Roman Captain . Two British Captains . A Frenchman , friend to Philario . Two Lords of Cymbeline's court . Two Gentlemen of the same ...
Side 47
... Lucius . Cym . 60 A worthy fellow , Albeit he comes on angry purpose now ; But that's no fault of his . We must receive him According to the honour of his sender ; And towards himself , his goodness forespent on us , We must extend our ...
... Lucius . Cym . 60 A worthy fellow , Albeit he comes on angry purpose now ; But that's no fault of his . We must receive him According to the honour of his sender ; And towards himself , his goodness forespent on us , We must extend our ...
Side 52
... Lucius Will do's commission throughly ; and I think He'll grant the tribute , send the arrearages , Or look upon our Romans , whose remembrance Is yet fresh in their grief . Post . I do believe , 10 15 Statist though I am none , nor ...
... Lucius Will do's commission throughly ; and I think He'll grant the tribute , send the arrearages , Or look upon our Romans , whose remembrance Is yet fresh in their grief . Post . I do believe , 10 15 Statist though I am none , nor ...
Side 53
... through a casement to allure false hearts And be false with them . Here are letters for you . 35 Iach . Post . Their tenour good , I trust . Iach . ' Tis very like , [ Phi . ] Was Caius Lucius in the Britain Sc . IV 53 Cymbeline.
... through a casement to allure false hearts And be false with them . Here are letters for you . 35 Iach . Post . Their tenour good , I trust . Iach . ' Tis very like , [ Phi . ] Was Caius Lucius in the Britain Sc . IV 53 Cymbeline.
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Arviragus Attendants Augustus Cæsar banish'd Belarius beseech blood Britain Britons brother Cadwal Cæsar call'd Cassibelan cave Cloten conj court Cymbeline's palace dead death do't doth Dowden Enter Cymbeline Enter Pisanio Enter Posthumus Exeunt Exit eyes false father fear fessor of English fool Gaol Gaoler garment Gent gentleman gods Guiderius hast hath hear heart heavens Holinshed honour Iach Iachimo is't Julius Cæsar Jupiter King lady leave Leonatus look lord Lud's madam master Milford-Haven mistress mother noble on't Ph.D Philario Philaster play poison'd Polydore Post pray princely prisoner Prithee Professor of Eng Professor of English Queen Re-enter ring Roman Rome SCENE Shakespeare shalt Sici speak stand sword ta'en tender thank thee there's thing thou art true turn'd villain wager What's WILLIAM ALLAN NEILSON Wilt Winter's Tale
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Side 76 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Side 111 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe, and eat ; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Side 71 - What should we speak of When we are old as you ? when we shall hear The rain and wind beat dark December, how, In this our pinching cave, shall we discourse The freezing hours away ? We have seen nothing...
Side 109 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...