Shakespeare's Tragedy of CymbelineGinn, 1887 - 231 Seiten |
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2d folio Arviragus Augustus Cæsar beauty Belarius better Britain Briton brother Cadwal Cæsar call'd Capell cave character Clarke Cloten Coll conjectured Cornelius court Cymbeline Cymbeline's dead death doth edition ellipsis elliptical construction Enter Exeunt Exit eyes false father favour fear Fidele flowers fool Gaoler Gentleman give gods grace Guiderius Hanmer changed hast hath hear heart heavens honour husband Iachimo Imogen Johnson Julius Cæsar Jupiter king lady Lear Leonatus lord Lucius Macb madam Malone master means Milford-Haven mistress mother nature Nennius noble Noble Kinsmen noun passage Philario Pisanio play poet poison Polydore Pope Posthumus pray prince prithee Queen reads remarks Rich Rolfe Rolfe's Roman Rome SCENE Schmidt sense Shakespeare shalt Sicilius speak Steevens sweet sword Temp tender thee Theo thing thou art true verb villain Warb word worthy prince youth
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Seite 33 - I'll willingly to him : to gain his colour, I'd let a parish of such Clotens' blood, And praise myself for charity. [Exit. Bel. O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st 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 enchafed, as the rudest wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine And make him stoop to the vale.
Seite 213 - Till thou applaud the deed. — Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Seite 121 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done. Home art gone and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Seite 157 - 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.
Seite 119 - 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 azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Seite 222 - This play has many just sentiments, some natural dialogues, and some pleasing scenes, but they are obtained at the expence of much incongruity. To remark the folly of the fiction, the absurdity of the conduct, the confusion of the names, and manners of different times, and the impossibility of the events in any system of life...
Seite 190 - Princes grace, yet want her Peeres; To have thy asking, yet waite manie yeeres; To fret thy soule with crosses and with cares; To eate thy heart through comfortlesse dispaires; To fawne, to crowche, to waite, to ride, to ronne, To spend, to give, to want, to be undonne.