The Tragedy of CymbelineYale University Press, 1924 - 166 sider |
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... poor but worthy gentleman . She's wedded ; Her husband banish'd ; she imprison'd : all Is outward sorrow , though I think the king Be touch'd at very heart . 2. Gent .. None but the king ? 1. Gent . He that hath lost her too ; so is the ...
... poor but worthy gentleman . She's wedded ; Her husband banish'd ; she imprison'd : all Is outward sorrow , though I think the king Be touch'd at very heart . 2. Gent .. None but the king ? 1. Gent . He that hath lost her too ; so is the ...
Side 6
... poor self did exchange for you , To your so infinite loss , so in our trifles I still win of you ; for my sake wear this ; It is a manacle of love ; I'll place it Upon this fairest prisoner . Imo . 120 [ Putting a bracelet on her arm ...
... poor self did exchange for you , To your so infinite loss , so in our trifles I still win of you ; for my sake wear this ; It is a manacle of love ; I'll place it Upon this fairest prisoner . Imo . 120 [ Putting a bracelet on her arm ...
Side 14
... poor kindness . I was glad I did atone my countryman and you ; 44 it had been pity you should have been put together with so mortal a purpose as then each bore , upon importance of so slight and trivial a nature . 48 Post . By your ...
... poor kindness . I was glad I did atone my countryman and you ; 44 it had been pity you should have been put together with so mortal a purpose as then each bore , upon importance of so slight and trivial a nature . 48 Post . By your ...
Side 33
... poor princess , Thou divine Imogen , what thou endur'st Betwixt a father by thy step - dame govern'd , A mother hourly coining plots , a wooer More hateful than the foul expulsion is Of thy dear husband , than that horrid act 60 64 68 ...
... poor princess , Thou divine Imogen , what thou endur'st Betwixt a father by thy step - dame govern'd , A mother hourly coining plots , a wooer More hateful than the foul expulsion is Of thy dear husband , than that horrid act 60 64 68 ...
Side 39
... poor of thanks And scarce can spare them . Clo . 92 Still , I swear I love you . Imo . If you but said so , ' twere as deep with me : 96 If you swear still , your recompense is still That I regard it not . Clo . This is no answer . Imo ...
... poor of thanks And scarce can spare them . Clo . 92 Still , I swear I love you . Imo . If you but said so , ' twere as deep with me : 96 If you swear still , your recompense is still That I regard it not . Clo . This is no answer . Imo ...
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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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Side 62 - 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 90 - 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...
Side 92 - 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.