Shakespeare's Tragedy of CymbelineDent, 1896 - 185 páginas |
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... root : his father Was call'd Sicilius , who did join his honour Against the Romans with Cassibelan , But had his titles by Tenantius , whom ΙΟ 20 30 He served with glory and admired success , So gain'd 2 Act I. Sc . i . Cymbeline.
... root : his father Was call'd Sicilius , who did join his honour Against the Romans with Cassibelan , But had his titles by Tenantius , whom ΙΟ 20 30 He served with glory and admired success , So gain'd 2 Act I. Sc . i . Cymbeline.
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... call'd The Briton reveller . Imo . Iach . When he was here He did incline to sadness , and oft - times Not knowing why . I never saw him sad . There is a Frenchman his companion , one An eminent monsieur , that , it seems , much loves A ...
... call'd The Briton reveller . Imo . Iach . When he was here He did incline to sadness , and oft - times Not knowing why . I never saw him sad . There is a Frenchman his companion , one An eminent monsieur , that , it seems , much loves A ...
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... call'd his ! and you his mistress , only For the most worthiest fit ! I have spoke this to know if 160 Give me your pardon . your affiance Were deeply rooted , and shall make your lord That which he is new o'er : and he is one The ...
... call'd his ! and you his mistress , only For the most worthiest fit ! I have spoke this to know if 160 Give me your pardon . your affiance Were deeply rooted , and shall make your lord That which he is new o'er : and he is one The ...
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... call'd ' Himself a king . I am sorry , Cymbeline , That I am to pronounce Augustus Cæsar- Cæsar , that hath moe kings his servants than Thyself domestic officers - thine enemy : Receive it from me , then : war and confusion In Cæsar's ...
... call'd ' Himself a king . I am sorry , Cymbeline , That I am to pronounce Augustus Cæsar- Cæsar , that hath moe kings his servants than Thyself domestic officers - thine enemy : Receive it from me , then : war and confusion In Cæsar's ...
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... call'd Guiderius , —Jove ! When on my three - foot stool I sit and tell The warlike feats I have done , his spirits fly out 90 Into my story : say Thus mine enemy fell , And thus I set my foot on ' s neck , ' even then The princely ...
... call'd Guiderius , —Jove ! When on my three - foot stool I sit and tell The warlike feats I have done , his spirits fly out 90 Into my story : say Thus mine enemy fell , And thus I set my foot on ' s neck , ' even then The princely ...
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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
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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.