Shakespeare's Tragedy of CymbelineHarper and brothers, 1884 - 230 páginas |
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... Bears all down with her brain ; and this , her son , Cannot take two from twenty , for his heart , And leave eighteen . " This play of Cymbeline , inwoven as it is with the loftiest sentiment , with superb imagery , and with the most ...
... Bears all down with her brain ; and this , her son , Cannot take two from twenty , for his heart , And leave eighteen . " This play of Cymbeline , inwoven as it is with the loftiest sentiment , with superb imagery , and with the most ...
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... bear a graver purpose , I hope . 130 Iachimo . I am the master of my speeches , and would un- dergo what's spoken , I swear . Posthumus . Will you ? I shall but lend my diamond till your return . Let there be covenants drawn between's ...
... bear a graver purpose , I hope . 130 Iachimo . I am the master of my speeches , and would un- dergo what's spoken , I swear . Posthumus . Will you ? I shall but lend my diamond till your return . Let there be covenants drawn between's ...
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... Except she bend her humour , shall be assur'd To taste of too.- Re - enter PISANIO and Ladies . So , so ; well done , well done . The violets , cowslips , and the primroses , 80 Bear to my closet . - Fare thee well , 58 CYMBELINE .
... Except she bend her humour , shall be assur'd To taste of too.- Re - enter PISANIO and Ladies . So , so ; well done , well done . The violets , cowslips , and the primroses , 80 Bear to my closet . - Fare thee well , 58 CYMBELINE .
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William Shakespeare. Bear to my closet . - Fare thee well , Pisanio ; Think on my words . [ Exeunt Queen and Ladies . And shall do : Pisanio . But when to my good lord I prove untrue , I'll choke myself ; there's all I'll do for you ...
William Shakespeare. Bear to my closet . - Fare thee well , Pisanio ; Think on my words . [ Exeunt Queen and Ladies . And shall do : Pisanio . But when to my good lord I prove untrue , I'll choke myself ; there's all I'll do for you ...
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... bear him Made me to fan you thus , but the gods made you , Unlike all others , chaffless . Pray , your pardon . Imogen . All's well , sir . Take my power i ' the court for yours . Tachimo . My humble thanks . I had almost forgot To ...
... bear him Made me to fan you thus , but the gods made you , Unlike all others , chaffless . Pray , your pardon . Imogen . All's well , sir . Take my power i ' the court for yours . Tachimo . My humble thanks . I had almost forgot To ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Antigonus Arviragus Autolycus beauty Belarius beseech better Bohemia Britain Briton brother Cæsar Camillo Capell changed character Clarke Cleomenes Cloten Clown Coll conjectured court Cymb Cymbeline daughter dead death doth ellipsis Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Florizel flowers folios Gaoler gentle Gentleman give gods grace Guiderius Halliwell hand Hanmer hast hath heart heavens Hermione honour husband Iachimo Imogen Johnson Julius Cæsar king lady Lear Leonatus Leontes look lord Lucius Macb madam Malone Mamillius master means mistress nature noble Noble Kinsmen noun Othello passage Paulina Perdita Philario Pisanio play poet Polixenes Pope Posthumus pray prince prisoner prithee queen reads remarks Rich Roman SCENE Schmidt sense servant Shakespeare Shepherd Sicilia Sonn speak swear sweet Temp tender thee Theo thing thou art thought true verb Warb wife Winter's Tale woman word youth
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Página 93 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Página 101 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack.
Página 97 - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a; A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Página 71 - Hark, hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies ; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes : With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise : Arise, arise.
Página 20 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Página 187 - Come, come, and sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.
Página 121 - 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.
Página 100 - But nature makes that mean; so, o'er that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race.
Página 173 - Dangerous conceits are in their natures poisons, Which at the first are scarce found to distaste, But with a little act upon the blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur.
Página 36 - Those rich-left heirs that let their fathers lie Without a monument !) bring thee all this ; Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none, To winter-ground thy corse.