CymbelineJames Forsyth, Leadenhall Street, and John Greig, High Street, Edinburgh, 1811 |
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... nature . Post . By your pardon , sir , I was then a young traveller ; rather shunned to go even with what I heard , than in my every action to be guided by others ' experiences : but , upon my mended judgment , ( if I offend not to say ...
... nature . Post . By your pardon , sir , I was then a young traveller ; rather shunned to go even with what I heard , than in my every action to be guided by others ' experiences : but , upon my mended judgment , ( if I offend not to say ...
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... nature : Those , she has , Will stupify and dull the sense awhile : Which first , perchance , she'll prove on cats , and dogs ; Then afterward up higher ; but there is No danger in what show of death it makes , More than the locking up ...
... nature : Those , she has , Will stupify and dull the sense awhile : Which first , perchance , she'll prove on cats , and dogs ; Then afterward up higher ; but there is No danger in what show of death it makes , More than the locking up ...
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... nature given them eyes To see this vaulted arch , and the rich crop Of sea and land , which can distinguish ' twixt The fiery orbs above , and the twinn'd stones Upon the number'd beach ? and can we not Partition make with spectacles so ...
... nature given them eyes To see this vaulted arch , and the rich crop Of sea and land , which can distinguish ' twixt The fiery orbs above , and the twinn'd stones Upon the number'd beach ? and can we not Partition make with spectacles so ...
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... nature ! such boil'd stuff , As well might poison poison ! Be reveng'd ; Or she , that bore you , was no queen , and you Recoil from your great stock , VOL . VIII . B Imo . Reveng'd ! How should I be reveng'd ? SCENE VII . 25 CYMBELINE .
... nature ! such boil'd stuff , As well might poison poison ! Be reveng'd ; Or she , that bore you , was no queen , and you Recoil from your great stock , VOL . VIII . B Imo . Reveng'd ! How should I be reveng'd ? SCENE VII . 25 CYMBELINE .
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... natural notes about her body , Above ten thousand meaner moveables Would testify , to enrich mine inventory : O sleep , thou ape of death , lie dull upon her ! And be her sense but as a monument , Thus SCENE II . 31 CYMBELINE .
... natural notes about her body , Above ten thousand meaner moveables Would testify , to enrich mine inventory : O sleep , thou ape of death , lie dull upon her ! And be her sense but as a monument , Thus SCENE II . 31 CYMBELINE .
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Aaron Andronicus art thou Bassianus Bawd better blood Boult brother CHIRON Cleon Cloten Cordelia Corn Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza dost doth duke of Cornwall Edmund emperor empress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fool friends Gent gentleman give Gloster gods Goneril Goths grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven Helicanus hither honour i'the Iach IACHIMO Imogen Kent king lady Lavinia Lear look lord Lucius Lysimachus madam Marcus Marina master mistress Mitylene never night noble o'the Pericles Pisanio poison'd poor Post Posthumus pr'ythee pray prince prince of Tyre queen Regan revenge Roman Rome Saturninus SCENE sons sorrow speak Stew sweet sword Tamora tears tell Thaisa thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Titus TITUS ANDRONICUS villain
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Sida 81 - Sc. 2. 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' 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.
Sida 378 - Come on, sir; here's the place: — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Sida 352 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these?
Sida 307 - This is the excellent foppery of the world ! that, when we are sick in fortune, (often the surfeit of our own behaviour,) we make guilty of our disasters, the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Sida 382 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are Centaurs, Though women all above : But to the girdle do the gods inherit, Beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption ; — fie, fie, fie ! pah, pah ! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination : there's money for thee.
Sida 297 - For, by the sacred radiance of the sun ; The mysteries of Hecate, and the night : By all the operations of the orbs, From whom we do exist, and cease to be : Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee, from this, for ever.
Sida 296 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say, They love you, all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall carry Half my love with him, half my care, and duty : Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Sida 33 - SONG Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus gins arise His steeds to water at those springs On chalic'd 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.
Sida 378 - ... down Hangs one that gathers samphire, — dreadful trade ! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice ; and yond...
Sida 390 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks, I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night : Do not laugh at me; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.