Cymbeline. CoriolanusGinn, Heath, & Company, 1881 |
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... 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 duly IO ACT I. CYMBELINE .
... 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 duly IO ACT I. CYMBELINE .
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... sense of wonderful . Repeatedly so . 5 Sur - addition is surname or superadded title . 6 " This enconium , " says Johnson , " is highly artful . To be at once in any great degree loved and praised is truly rare . " 7 A glass that feated ...
... sense of wonderful . Repeatedly so . 5 Sur - addition is surname or superadded title . 6 " This enconium , " says Johnson , " is highly artful . To be at once in any great degree loved and praised is truly rare . " 7 A glass that feated ...
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... sense can keep it on ! 10 And , sweetest , fairest , As I my poor self did exchange for you , To your so infinite loss ; so in our trifles I still win of you : for my sake wear this ; It is a manacle of love ; I'll place it 8 Meaning ...
... sense can keep it on ! 10 And , sweetest , fairest , As I my poor self did exchange for you , To your so infinite loss ; so in our trifles I still win of you : for my sake wear this ; It is a manacle of love ; I'll place it 8 Meaning ...
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... sense . As Heath explains , " She is undoubtedly a constellation of considerable lustre , but it is not displayed in her wit ; for I have seen but little manifestation of that . " This is in accordance with the next speech , where ...
... sense . As Heath explains , " She is undoubtedly a constellation of considerable lustre , but it is not displayed in her wit ; for I have seen but little manifestation of that . " This is in accordance with the next speech , where ...
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... sense of wait for or meet , and not in that of go along with . Hence Cloten says , " Nay , let's go together . " 1 " It were a paper lost , which would be as welcome to me as a pardon to a condemned criminal . " - HEATH . Imo . Thou ...
... sense of wait for or meet , and not in that of go along with . Hence Cloten says , " Nay , let's go together . " 1 " It were a paper lost , which would be as welcome to me as a pardon to a condemned criminal . " - HEATH . Imo . Thou ...
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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.