The Tragedy of CymbelineYale University Press, 1924 - 166 sider |
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Side 4
... hence to - day . Queen . 76 Please your highness , You know the peril : 80 I'll fetch a turn about the garden , pitying The pangs of barr'd affections , though the king Hath charg'd you should not speak together . Imo . Dissembling ...
... hence to - day . Queen . 76 Please your highness , You know the peril : 80 I'll fetch a turn about the garden , pitying The pangs of barr'd affections , though the king Hath charg'd you should not speak together . Imo . Dissembling ...
Side 6
... hence , from my sight ! If after this command thou fraught the court With thy unworthiness , thou diest . Away ! Thou ' rt poison to my blood . Post . [ To Imogen ] And bless the good remainders of the court ! I am gone . Imo . The gods ...
... hence , from my sight ! If after this command thou fraught the court With thy unworthiness , thou diest . Away ! Thou ' rt poison to my blood . Post . [ To Imogen ] And bless the good remainders of the court ! I am gone . Imo . The gods ...
Side 8
... hence , 176 I pray you , speak with me . You shall at least Go see my lord aboard ; for this time leave me . 171 bring : escort Exeunt . 176 walk : withdraw Scene Two [ The Same ] Enter Cloten and two 8 The Tragedy of Cymbeline , I. i.
... hence , 176 I pray you , speak with me . You shall at least Go see my lord aboard ; for this time leave me . 171 bring : escort Exeunt . 176 walk : withdraw Scene Two [ The Same ] Enter Cloten and two 8 The Tragedy of Cymbeline , I. i.
Side 55
... hence , and , for the gap 60 That we shall make in time , from our hence - going 64 And our return , to excuse ; but first , how get hence . Why should excuse be born or ere begot ? 36 , 37 Lovers alike ; cf. n . 39 Cupid's tables ...
... hence , and , for the gap 60 That we shall make in time , from our hence - going 64 And our return , to excuse ; but first , how get hence . Why should excuse be born or ere begot ? 36 , 37 Lovers alike ; cf. n . 39 Cupid's tables ...
Side 63
... Hence , vile instrument ! Why , I must die ; 76 And if I do not by thy hand , thou art No servant of thy master's . Against self - slaughter There is a prohibition so divine That cravens my my heart 80 makes cowardeak hand . Come ...
... Hence , vile instrument ! Why , I must die ; 76 And if I do not by thy hand , thou art No servant of thy master's . Against self - slaughter There is a prohibition so divine That cravens my my heart 80 makes cowardeak hand . Come ...
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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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