Cymbeline. CoriolanusGinn, Heath, & Company, 1881 |
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Sida 6
... probably ought to be noted here . Of course I refer to that piece of dull impertinence in the fifth Act , including the vision of Posthumus while asleep in the prison , the absurd " label " found on his bosom when he awakes , and the ...
... probably ought to be noted here . Of course I refer to that piece of dull impertinence in the fifth Act , including the vision of Posthumus while asleep in the prison , the absurd " label " found on his bosom when he awakes , and the ...
Sida 7
... probably did not see the difference between his own workmanship and other men's as we do . At all events , I am sure it must have got into the play from motives that could have had no place with him as an artist . And how well the ...
... probably did not see the difference between his own workmanship and other men's as we do . At all events , I am sure it must have got into the play from motives that could have had no place with him as an artist . And how well the ...
Sida 10
... probably used here in the legal sense of to estimate or ap- praise . So that the meaning is , " My description falls short of what he is in himself . " See vol . v . page 53 , note 3 . Crush him together , rather than unfold His measure ...
... probably used here in the legal sense of to estimate or ap- praise . So that the meaning is , " My description falls short of what he is in himself . " See vol . v . page 53 , note 3 . Crush him together , rather than unfold His measure ...
Sida 38
... probably refers to judgment , and the sense of cannot err is limited to the particular matter in hand : " Which cannot be wrong or in error as to the character of your husband . " In France ' tis plate of rare device , and 38 ACT I ...
... probably refers to judgment , and the sense of cannot err is limited to the particular matter in hand : " Which cannot be wrong or in error as to the character of your husband . " In France ' tis plate of rare device , and 38 ACT I ...
Sida 41
... probably , " you are a coxcomb . " A cock's comb was one of the badges of the professional Fool , and hence the compound came to mean a simpleton . 3 Companion was often used in contempt , as fellow is now . Should yield the world this ...
... probably , " you are a coxcomb . " A cock's comb was one of the badges of the professional Fool , and hence the compound came to mean a simpleton . 3 Companion was often used in contempt , as fellow is now . Should yield the world this ...
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Antium ARVIRAGUS Aufidius banish'd BELARIUS beseech Britain Cæsar Caius Marcius call'd Capell Citizens Cloten Collier's second folio Cominius Consul Coriolanus Corioli Corrected Cymbeline death do't doth Dyce enemy Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fear follow foot-note friends give gods GUIDERIUS Hanmer hath hear heart honour Iach Iachimo Imogen Julius Cæsar King lady Lart LARTIUS Leonatus Lettsom lord madam meaning Menenius metre mistress mother noble old text on't original reads passage patricians peace Pisanio Plutarch Poet poison'd Post Posthumus pr'ythee pray Queen Re-enter revenge Roman Rome SCENE Senators sense Serv Shakespeare SICINIUS soldier speak speech stand sword tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast TITUS LARTIUS tongue tribunes Tullus villain VIRGILIA voices Volsces Volscian VOLUMNIA What's wife word worthy
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Sida 69 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent ; To waste long nights in pensive discontent ; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope ; to pine with fear and sorrow ; To have thy Prince's grace, yet want her peer?
Sida 327 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, 1 Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Sida 192 - Beneath abhorring. What would you have, you curs, That like nor peace nor war? the one affrights you, The other makes you proud. He that trusts to you, Where he should find you lions, finds you hares; Where foxes, geese: you are no surer, no, Than is the coal of the fire upon the ice, Or hailstone in the sun.
Sida 276 - You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts! Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Fan you into despair! Have the power still To banish your defenders; till, at length, Your ignorance...
Sida 46 - 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.