Shakespeare's Tragedy of CymbelineDent, 1896 - 185 páginas |
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... Enter Pisanio . Here is your servant . How now , sir ! What news ? Pis . My lord your son drew on my master . Queen . No harm , I trust , is done ? 1 Ha ! 160 Pis . 2 There might have been , But that 9 Cymbeline Act I. Sc . i .
... Enter Pisanio . Here is your servant . How now , sir ! What news ? Pis . My lord your son drew on my master . Queen . No harm , I trust , is done ? 1 Ha ! 160 Pis . 2 There might have been , But that 9 Cymbeline Act I. Sc . i .
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William Shakespeare Israel Gollancz. Scene III , A room in Cymbeline's palace . • Enter Imogen and Pisanio . Imo . I would thou grew'st unto the shores o ' the haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write Pis . And I not have ...
William Shakespeare Israel Gollancz. Scene III , A room in Cymbeline's palace . • Enter Imogen and Pisanio . Imo . I would thou grew'st unto the shores o ' the haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write Pis . And I not have ...
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... Pisanio , When shall we hear from him ? 20 But , good Pis . With his next vantage . Be assured , madam , Imo . I did ... Enter a Lady . Lady . The queen , madam 14 Act I. Sc . iii . Cymbeline.
... Pisanio , When shall we hear from him ? 20 But , good Pis . With his next vantage . Be assured , madam , Imo . I did ... Enter a Lady . Lady . The queen , madam 14 Act I. Sc . iii . Cymbeline.
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... Enter Pisanio . [ Aside ] Here comes a flattering rascal ; upon him Will I first work : he's for his master , And enemy to my son . How now , Pisanio ! Doctor , your service for this time is ended ; Take your own way . [ Aside ] I do ...
... Enter Pisanio . [ Aside ] Here comes a flattering rascal ; upon him Will I first work : he's for his master , And enemy to my son . How now , Pisanio ! Doctor , your service for this time is ended ; Take your own way . [ Aside ] I do ...
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... enter Pisanio with Ladies . The violets , cowslips , and the primroses , So , so ; well done , well done : Bear to my closet . Fare thee well , Pisanio ; Think on my words . Pis . [ Exeunt Queen and Ladies . But when to my good lord I ...
... enter Pisanio with Ladies . The violets , cowslips , and the primroses , So , so ; well done , well done : Bear to my closet . Fare thee well , Pisanio ; Think on my words . Pis . [ Exeunt Queen and Ladies . But when to my good lord I ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Arviragus Augustus Cæsar banish'd Belarius beseech blood Britain Britons brother Cadwal Cæsar Caius Lucius call'd cave Cloten conj court Cymbeline's palace daughter dead death doth dram emendation of Ff Enter Cymbeline Enter Pisanio Enter Posthumus Exeunt Exit eyes false father favour fear Fidele fool Gaol Gaolers garments Gent gentleman gods Guiderius Hanmer hath hear heart heavens honour Iach Iachimo Imogen Italy Julius Cæsar Jupiter king lady leave Leonatus live look lord madam master Milford Milford-Haven mistress mother noble peace Philario poison poison'd Polydore poor Post pray princes prithee Queen Re-enter revenged ring Roman Rome Scene Shakespeare shalt Sici Snow-white speak stand story sweet sword ta'en thank thee Theobald there's thing Thou art thyself true Twixt villain What's Wilt words worthy
Pasajes populares
Página vi - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove ; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Página 14 - To encounter me with orisons, for then I am in heaven for him ; or ere I could Give him that parting kiss, which I had set Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father, And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north, Shakes all our buds from growing. ь Enter a Lady. Lady. The queen, madam, Desires your highness
Página 112 - 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 110 - With fairest flowers, 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 azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Página 107 - In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.
Página 166 - Laud we the gods; And let our crooked smokes climb to their nostrils From our bless'd altars. Publish we this peace To all our subjects. Set we forward: let A Roman and a British ensign wave Friendly together; so through Lud's town march: And in the temple of great Jupiter Our peace we'll ratify; seal it with feasts.
Página 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.