Shakespeare's tragedy of Cymbeline, with notes critical and explanatory by J. HunterLongmans., 1872 - 142 страници |
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... . [ Exit QUEEN . 1 Conveyed ] Carried off ; stolen . In Merry Wives , i . 3 , Nym having used the word steal , Pistol says , ' Convey the wise it call . ' Imo . O dissembling courtesy ! How fine this tyrant CYMBELINE . ACT I.
... . [ Exit QUEEN . 1 Conveyed ] Carried off ; stolen . In Merry Wives , i . 3 , Nym having used the word steal , Pistol says , ' Convey the wise it call . ' Imo . O dissembling courtesy ! How fine this tyrant CYMBELINE . ACT I.
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... words you send , Though ink be made of gall . Queen . Re - enter QUEEN . Be brief , I pray you : If the king come , I shall incur I know not How much of his displeasure .- [ Aside . ] Yet I'll move him To walk this way . I never do him ...
... words you send , Though ink be made of gall . Queen . Re - enter QUEEN . Be brief , I pray you : If the king come , I shall incur I know not How much of his displeasure .- [ Aside . ] Yet I'll move him To walk this way . I never do him ...
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... words , 3 comes in my father , And , like the tyrannous breathing of the north , Shakes all our buds from growing ... words ] Words of enchantment ; words charming away evil . 4 A crescent note ] A growing reputation . as since he hath ...
... words , 3 comes in my father , And , like the tyrannous breathing of the north , Shakes all our buds from growing ... words ] Words of enchantment ; words charming away evil . 4 A crescent note ] A growing reputation . as since he hath ...
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... words him , I doubt not , a great deal from the matter.2 French . And then his banishment- Iach . Ay , and the approbation of those that weep this lamentable divorce , under her colours , are3 wonderfully to extend him ; be it but to ...
... words him , I doubt not , a great deal from the matter.2 French . And then his banishment- Iach . Ay , and the approbation of those that weep this lamentable divorce , under her colours , are3 wonderfully to extend him ; be it but to ...
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... word .- [ To PISANIO . Cor . [ Aside . ] I do not like her . She doth think she has Strange lingering poisons : I do know her spirit , And will not trust one of her malice with A drug of such damned nature . Those she has Will stupify ...
... word .- [ To PISANIO . Cor . [ Aside . ] I do not like her . She doth think she has Strange lingering poisons : I do know her spirit , And will not trust one of her malice with A drug of such damned nature . Those she has Will stupify ...
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ARVIRAGUS Augustus Augustus Cæsar banished BELARIUS beseech better blood Britain Britons brother Cadwal Caius Lucius called cave Cloten Coriolanus court cowards Cymbeline's Palace daughter dead death doth eagle Enter CYMBELINE Enter PISANIO Enter POSTHUMUS Exeunt Exit eyes false father favour fear fool Gallia Gaol gaoler garment Gent gentleman gods GUIDERIUS hath hear heart heavens honour Iach IACHIMO Imogen Julius Cæsar Jupiter king kiss lady leave Leonatus live look lord Macbeth madam mantius Milford-Haven mistress mother never noble Polydore poor Post pray prince prisoner prithee Queen Re-enter revenged ring Roman Rome SCENE Shakspeare shalt SICI sleep speak stand sweet sword ta'en tender Tereus thank thee there's thing thou art thou hast thyself tribute Twelfth Night villain What's Wilt words worthy worthy prince youth Сут
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Страница 97 - 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.