Cymbeline. The winter's taleHarper & brothers, 1884 |
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... live , And deal with others better . " The divine spirit of this conclusion ( as Mr. Charles Knight says ) " is perfect Shakespeare . " It is so ; but I cannot feel it to be perfect Posthumus . In the original story of Boccaccio , from ...
... live , And deal with others better . " The divine spirit of this conclusion ( as Mr. Charles Knight says ) " is perfect Shakespeare . " It is so ; but I cannot feel it to be perfect Posthumus . In the original story of Boccaccio , from ...
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... live here , Fidele , I'll sweeten thy sad grave . Thou shalt not lack The flower that ' s like thy face , pale primrose ; nor The azure hare - bell , like thy veins ; no , nor The leaf of eglantine , whom not to slander , Out - sweeten ...
... live here , Fidele , I'll sweeten thy sad grave . Thou shalt not lack The flower that ' s like thy face , pale primrose ; nor The azure hare - bell , like thy veins ; no , nor The leaf of eglantine , whom not to slander , Out - sweeten ...
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... live , But that there is this jewel in the world That I may see again . Posthumus . My queen ! my mistress ! O lady , weep no more , lest I give cause To be suspected of more tenderness 80 [ Exit . 90 Than doth become a man . I will ...
... live , But that there is this jewel in the world That I may see again . Posthumus . My queen ! my mistress ! O lady , weep no more , lest I give cause To be suspected of more tenderness 80 [ Exit . 90 Than doth become a man . I will ...
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... live , The loathness to depart would grow . Imogen . Nay , stay a little ; Adieu ! Were you but riding forth to air yourself , Such parting were too petty . Look here , love ; This diamond was my mother's : take it , heart ; But keep it ...
... live , The loathness to depart would grow . Imogen . Nay , stay a little ; Adieu ! Were you but riding forth to air yourself , Such parting were too petty . Look here , love ; This diamond was my mother's : take it , heart ; But keep it ...
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... Live , like Diana's priest , betwixt cold sheets , Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps , In your despite , upon your purse ? Revenge it . I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure , More noble than that runagate to your bed , And will ...
... Live , like Diana's priest , betwixt cold sheets , Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps , In your despite , upon your purse ? Revenge it . I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure , More noble than that runagate to your bed , And will ...
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1st folio 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 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 sweet Temp tender thee Theo thing thou art thought true verb Warb wife Winter's Tale woman word youth
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100 ページ - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean : so, o'er that art Which, you say, adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
101 ページ - 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.
71 ページ - 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.
208 ページ - The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew. The redbreast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss and gathered flowers To deck the ground where thou art laid.
20 ページ - 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...
187 ページ - 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.
173 ページ - 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.
36 ページ - 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.
102 ページ - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
100 ページ - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.