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Queen . No , be assured , you shall not find me , daughter , After the slander of
most stepmothers , Evil - eyed unto you : you are my prisoner , but Your jailer
shall deliver you the keys That lock up your restraint . For you , Posthumus , So
soon ...
Queen . No , be assured , you shall not find me , daughter , After the slander of
most stepmothers , Evil - eyed unto you : you are my prisoner , but Your jailer
shall deliver you the keys That lock up your restraint . For you , Posthumus , So
soon ...
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Queen . You know the peril :I'll fetch a turn about the garden , pitying The pangs
of barr'd affections ; though the king Hath charged you should not speak together
. [ Exit Queen . Imo . O Dissembling courtesy ! How fine this tyrant Can tickle ...
Queen . You know the peril :I'll fetch a turn about the garden , pitying The pangs
of barr'd affections ; though the king Hath charged you should not speak together
. [ Exit Queen . Imo . O Dissembling courtesy ! How fine this tyrant Can tickle ...
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That mightst have had the sole son of my queen ! Imo . O bless'd , that I might not
! I chose an eagle , And did avoid a puttock . Cym . Thou took'st a beggar ;
wouldst have made my throne A seat for baseness . Imo . No ; I rather added A
lustre ...
That mightst have had the sole son of my queen ! Imo . O bless'd , that I might not
! I chose an eagle , And did avoid a puttock . Cym . Thou took'st a beggar ;
wouldst have made my throne A seat for baseness . Imo . No ; I rather added A
lustre ...
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Queen . Beseech your patience . — Peace , Dear lady daughter , peace . —
Sweet sovereign , Leave us to ourselves ; and make yourself some comfort Out of
your best advice.1 Cym . Nay , let her languish A drop of blood a day ; and , being
...
Queen . Beseech your patience . — Peace , Dear lady daughter , peace . —
Sweet sovereign , Leave us to ourselves ; and make yourself some comfort Out of
your best advice.1 Cym . Nay , let her languish A drop of blood a day ; and , being
...
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SCENE VI . CORNELIUS . Britain . A room in Cymbeline's palace . Enter QUEEN
, LADIES , and Queen . Whiles yet the dew ' s on ground , gather those flowers ;
Make haste : who has the note of them ? 1 Lady . I , madam . Queen . Despatch .
SCENE VI . CORNELIUS . Britain . A room in Cymbeline's palace . Enter QUEEN
, LADIES , and Queen . Whiles yet the dew ' s on ground , gather those flowers ;
Make haste : who has the note of them ? 1 Lady . I , madam . Queen . Despatch .
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Page 27 - tis as soon Taken as seen; for Pompey's name strikes more, Than could his war resisted. Cffis. Antony, Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once Wast beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel Did famine follow ; whom thou fought'st against, Though daintily brought up, with patience more Than savages could suffer...
Page 32 - 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.
Page 145 - 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 quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Page 43 - 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...
Page 133 - I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only I here importune death awhile, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips.— Cleo.
Page 123 - O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more : Fortune and Antony part here ; even here Do we shake hands. — All come to this ? — The hearts That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets On blossoming Cassar ; and this pine is bark'd, That overtopp'd them all.
Page 141 - My desolation does begin to make A better life: 'Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change ; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Page 44 - So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings : at the helm A seeming mermaid steers : 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.
Page 126 - That, which is now a horse , even with a thought, The rack dislimns , and makes it indistinct, As water is in water. Eros. It does , my lord. Ant. My good knave , Eros , now thy captain is Even such a body : here I am Antony , Yet cannot hold this visible shape , my knave.
Page 152 - tis most certain, Iras. Saucy lictors Will catch at us, like strumpets ; and scald rhymers Ballad us out o' tune : the quick comedians Extemporally will stage us, and present Our Alexandrian revels : Antony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness I
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| Title | Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline Volume 12 of The Plays of Shakspeare: In Fourteen Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | L.A. Lewis, 125, Fleet Street., 1841 |
| Original from | Princeton University |
| Digitized | 22 Feb 2008 |
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