CymbelineMacmillan, 1913 - 192 sider |
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Side 4
... Crush him together rather than unfold His measure duly . 2. Gent . What's his name and birth ? 1. Gent . I cannot delve him to the root . His father Was call'd Sicilius , who did gain his honour Against Cymbeline Act I.
... Crush him together rather than unfold His measure duly . 2. Gent . What's his name and birth ? 1. Gent . I cannot delve him to the root . His father Was call'd Sicilius , who did gain his honour Against Cymbeline Act I.
Side 5
... honour Against the Romans with Cassibelan , But had his titles by Tenantius whom He serv'd with glory and admir'd success , So gain'd the sur - addition Leonatus ; And had , besides this gentleman in question , Two other sons , who in ...
... honour Against the Romans with Cassibelan , But had his titles by Tenantius whom He serv'd with glory and admir'd success , So gain'd the sur - addition Leonatus ; And had , besides this gentleman in question , Two other sons , who in ...
Side 6
... honour him Is she sole child to the King ? 1. Gent . But , pray you , tell 55 His only child . He had two sons , - if this be worth your hear- ing , Mark it the eldest of them at three years old , I ' the swathing - clothes the other ...
... honour him Is she sole child to the King ? 1. Gent . But , pray you , tell 55 His only child . He had two sons , - if this be worth your hear- ing , Mark it the eldest of them at three years old , I ' the swathing - clothes the other ...
Side 12
... be subject to , When't pleas'd you to employ me . Queen . Pis . This hath been Your faithful servant . I dare lay mine honour He will remain so . I humbly thank your Highness . 175 Queen . Pray , walk a while . Imo . 12 Act I Cymbeline.
... be subject to , When't pleas'd you to employ me . Queen . Pis . This hath been Your faithful servant . I dare lay mine honour He will remain so . I humbly thank your Highness . 175 Queen . Pray , walk a while . Imo . 12 Act I Cymbeline.
Side 16
... honour , or have charg'd him , 30 At the sixth hour of morn , at noon , at mid- night , To encounter me with orisons , for then I am in heaven for him ; or ere I could Give him that parting kiss which I had set Betwixt two charming ...
... honour , or have charg'd him , 30 At the sixth hour of morn , at noon , at mid- night , To encounter me with orisons , for then I am in heaven for him ; or ere I could Give him that parting kiss which I had set Betwixt two charming ...
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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...