CymbelineMacmillan, 1913 - 192 sider |
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Side xi
... nature of this later type of romantic play , and has established a strong presumption that the type in general , and Cymbeline in particular , owe much to the Philaster of Beaumont and Fletcher . The following sentences , taken from a ...
... nature of this later type of romantic play , and has established a strong presumption that the type in general , and Cymbeline in particular , owe much to the Philaster of Beaumont and Fletcher . The following sentences , taken from a ...
Side xiii
... nature and in its relation to the situa- tions of the play . A test of this interdependence of char- acter and situation may be made by attempting to drop out the character of Imogen . At once almost all the sig- nificant incidents of ...
... nature and in its relation to the situa- tions of the play . A test of this interdependence of char- acter and situation may be made by attempting to drop out the character of Imogen . At once almost all the sig- nificant incidents of ...
Side 19
... nature . Post . By your pardon , sir , I was then a young traveller ; rather shunn'd to go even with what I heard than in my every action to be guided by others ' experiences : but upon my mended judgement - if I offend [ not ] to say ...
... nature . Post . By your pardon , sir , I was then a young traveller ; rather shunn'd to go even with what I heard than in my every action to be guided by others ' experiences : but upon my mended judgement - if I offend [ not ] to say ...
Side 26
... nature . Those she has Will stupefy and dull the sense a while , 35 Which first , perchance , she'll prove on cats and dogs , Then afterward up higher ; but there is No danger in what show of death it makes , More than the locking - up ...
... nature . Those she has Will stupefy and dull the sense a while , 35 Which first , perchance , she'll prove on cats and dogs , Then afterward up higher ; but there is No danger in what show of death it makes , More than the locking - up ...
Side 30
... nature given them eyes To see this vaulted arch , and the rich crop Of sea and land , which can distinguish ' twixt The fiery orbs above and the twinn'd stones 35 Upon the number'd beach , and can we not Partition make with spectacles ...
... nature given them eyes To see this vaulted arch , and the rich crop Of sea and land , which can distinguish ' twixt The fiery orbs above and the twinn'd stones 35 Upon the number'd beach , and can we not Partition make with spectacles ...
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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...