The Tragedy of CymbelineYale University Press, 1924 - 166 sider |
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Side 5
... gods , give me but this I have , And cere up my embracements from a next With bands of death ! -Remain , remain thou here 108 112 116 [ Putting on the ring . ] • 101 Though gall ; cf. n . 104-106 I never . . . offences ; cf. n . 94 ...
... gods , give me but this I have , And cere up my embracements from a next With bands of death ! -Remain , remain thou here 108 112 116 [ Putting on the ring . ] • 101 Though gall ; cf. n . 104-106 I never . . . offences ; cf. n . 94 ...
Side 6
... gods ! When shall we see again ? Post . Enter Cymbeline and Lords . Alack ! the king ! 124 Cym . Thou basest thing , avoid ! hence , from my sight ! If after this command thou fraught the court With thy unworthiness , thou diest . Away ...
... gods ! When shall we see again ? Post . Enter Cymbeline and Lords . Alack ! the king ! 124 Cym . Thou basest thing , avoid ! hence , from my sight ! If after this command thou fraught the court With thy unworthiness , thou diest . Away ...
Side 15
... gods . Iach . Which the gods have given you ? Post . Which , by their graces , I will keep . Iach . You may wear her in title yours , but , you know , strange fowl light upon neighbouring 78 abate : depreciate 88 rated her : estimated ...
... gods . Iach . Which the gods have given you ? Post . Which , by their graces , I will keep . Iach . You may wear her in title yours , but , you know , strange fowl light upon neighbouring 78 abate : depreciate 88 rated her : estimated ...
Side 17
... no lay . 139 approbation : confirmation 151 a friend ; cf. n . 158 undergo : maintain 155 custom 164 149 wage : wager tongue : manner of speech 164 lay : wager Iach . By the gods , it is one . The Tragedy of Cymbeline , I. iv 17.
... no lay . 139 approbation : confirmation 151 a friend ; cf. n . 158 undergo : maintain 155 custom 164 149 wage : wager tongue : manner of speech 164 lay : wager Iach . By the gods , it is one . The Tragedy of Cymbeline , I. iv 17.
Side 18
William Shakespeare Samuel Burdett Hemingway. Iach . By the gods , it is one . If I bring you no sufficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest bodily part of your mistress , my ten thousand ducats are yours ; so is your diamond ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Burdett Hemingway. Iach . By the gods , it is one . If I bring you no sufficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest bodily part of your mistress , my ten thousand ducats are yours ; so is your diamond ...
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Arviragus attending Augustus Cæsar Belarius beseech blood Britain Britons brother Cadwal Cæsar call'd Cave cere court Cymbeline's Palace daughter dead death doth Dowden Enter Cloten Enter Cymbeline Enter Imogen Enter Pisanio Enter Posthumus Exeunt Exit eyes false father fear Folio fool Gaol Gaoler garment Gent gentleman give gods Gordian knot Grace Guiderius hast hath hear heart heaven Hecuba honour Iach Iachimo Julius Cæsar Jupiter king lady leave Leonatus look lord madam master Milford-Haven mistress mother never noble play poison'd Polydore poor Post pray princely prisoner prithee Procne Queen ring Roman Scene Shakespeare shalt Sici speak stand story sweet sword ta'en tender Tereus thee there's thing thou art thyself tribute true villain wager What's Wilt Winter's Tale woman word worthy
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