The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Volumen12Little, Brown, 1862 |
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... PISANIO , Servant to Posthumus . CORNELIUS , a Physician . Two Gentlemen . Two Gaolers . Two Lords of Cymbeline's Court . QUEEN , Wife to Cymbeline . IMOGEN , Daughter to Cymbeline by a former Queen . HELEN , Woman to Imogen . Lords ...
... PISANIO , Servant to Posthumus . CORNELIUS , a Physician . Two Gentlemen . Two Gaolers . Two Lords of Cymbeline's Court . QUEEN , Wife to Cymbeline . IMOGEN , Daughter to Cymbeline by a former Queen . HELEN , Woman to Imogen . Lords ...
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... PISANIO . Fie ! -you must give way : How now , sir ! What news ? Here is your servant . Pisanio . My lord your son drew on my master . Queen . No harm , I trust , is done SC . II . 163 CYMBELINE .
... PISANIO . Fie ! -you must give way : How now , sir ! What news ? Here is your servant . Pisanio . My lord your son drew on my master . Queen . No harm , I trust , is done SC . II . 163 CYMBELINE .
Página 166
... PISANIO . Imo . I would thou grew'st unto the shores o ' th ' haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write , And I not have it , ' twere a paper lost , As offer'd mercy is . What was the last That he spake to thee ? Pis . It ...
... PISANIO . Imo . I would thou grew'st unto the shores o ' th ' haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write , And I not have it , ' twere a paper lost , As offer'd mercy is . What was the last That he spake to thee ? Pis . It ...
Página 167
... Pisanio , When shall we hear from him ? Pis . With his next vantage . Be assur'd , madam , Imo . I did not take my leave of him , but had Most pretty things to say : ere I could tell him How I would think on him , at certain hours ...
... Pisanio , When shall we hear from him ? Pis . With his next vantage . Be assur'd , madam , Imo . I did not take my leave of him , but had Most pretty things to say : ere I could tell him How I would think on him , at certain hours ...
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... PISANIO . [ Aside . ] Here comes a flattering rascal ; upon him Will I first work : he's for his master , And enemy to my son . How now , Pisanio ! Doctor , your service for this time is ended : Take your own way . Cor . [ Aside . ] I ...
... PISANIO . [ Aside . ] Here comes a flattering rascal ; upon him Will I first work : he's for his master , And enemy to my son . How now , Pisanio ! Doctor , your service for this time is ended : Take your own way . Cor . [ Aside . ] I ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alexas ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA Bawd BELARIUS Boult Cæs Cæsar call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cleon Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza doth Egypt ENOBARBUS Eros EUPHRONIUS Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio fortune friends Gent give gods GUIDERIUS hath hear heart Heaven Helicanus honour Iach IACHIMO Imogen Iras Julius Cæsar King lady Leonatus Lepidus letter lord LYSIMACHUS madam Malone Marina Mark Antony master Mess misprint mistress never night noble Note Octavia old copies old editions Parthia passage Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio play Pompey Post Posthumus pr'ythee pray prince Prince of Tyre PROCULEIUS pronunciation Queen R. G. W. Act rhymes Roman Rome SCENE Shakespeare shew sound speak spelling sword tell Thaisa Tharsus thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Tyre word worth
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Página 238 - 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...
Página 27 - We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny -us for our good ; so find we profit, By losing of our prayers.
Página 119 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail4 and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Página 36 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish' d throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Página 119 - ... propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn...
Página 36 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool. And what they undid, did. AGR. O, rare for Antony! ENO. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Página 239 - 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. Fear...
Página 111 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Página 129 - Charmian lived but now ; she stood and spake : I found her trimming up the diadem On her dead mistress ; tremblingly she stood, And on the sudden dropp'd.
Página 37 - ... the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge.. A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her; and Antony, Enthron'd in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy, Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, And made a gap in nature.