The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 7Jefferson Press, 1907 |
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Page 128
... Imogen , and it is those two unlucky lovers who wan- der through the forest , seeking and flying from each other , along roads chosen mockingly for them by the fate which lies in things as they are . Posthumus is a new kind of hero of ...
... Imogen , and it is those two unlucky lovers who wan- der through the forest , seeking and flying from each other , along roads chosen mockingly for them by the fate which lies in things as they are . Posthumus is a new kind of hero of ...
Page 128
... Imogen , even for whom my life . Is , every breath , a death . " He is always crying out like a child or a madman , al- ways against sense , too soon or too late . He is the slave of the moment , always in its power for evil ; and it is ...
... Imogen , even for whom my life . Is , every breath , a death . " He is always crying out like a child or a madman , al- ways against sense , too soon or too late . He is the slave of the moment , always in its power for evil ; and it is ...
Page 128
... Imogen is greatest . Nothing is too hard for her to do easily , nor does it ever occur to her to hesitate . She puts on boy's clothes without a thought of sex ; and when , at the end of the play , she finds her husband again , repentant ...
... Imogen is greatest . Nothing is too hard for her to do easily , nor does it ever occur to her to hesitate . She puts on boy's clothes without a thought of sex ; and when , at the end of the play , she finds her husband again , repentant ...
Page 128
... Imogen for a few minutes , he realises that the wager is lost , if it is to be won honestly . He does not seriously tempt her : he makes his few orna- mental passes , and drops the foil ; with finesse , after all , convincing her of the ...
... Imogen for a few minutes , he realises that the wager is lost , if it is to be won honestly . He does not seriously tempt her : he makes his few orna- mental passes , and drops the foil ; with finesse , after all , convincing her of the ...
Page 128
... Imogen with a sleeping- draught . She pulls some of the strings of the play , her- self something of a puppet . Shakespeare wants the wicked stepmother of all the legends , and he gives us a wicked stepmother who would fit into any of ...
... Imogen with a sleeping- draught . She pulls some of the strings of the play , her- self something of a puppet . Shakespeare wants the wicked stepmother of all the legends , and he gives us a wicked stepmother who would fit into any of ...
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Antiochus ARVIRAGUS BAWD BELARIUS BOULT Britain Britons Cæsar call'd Cerimon CLEON Cloten command Confessio Amantis court Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza doth emendation Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes father fear FISH Folio reading GENT gentlemen give gods Gower grace grief GUIDERIUS hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honour IACH Iachimo Imogen infra king knight lady Leonatus live look lord Lucius Lychorida Lysimachus madam Malone Marina master means mistress Mytilene ne'er never noble original reading PALACE Enter peace Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio play POST Posthumus pray prince of Tyre Prince Pericles prithee Quartos queen Re-enter Roman SCENE sense Shakespeare Simonides sorrow speak supra Tarsus tell THAI Thaisa THAL Thaliard thee there's thing thou art Thou hast thought thyself tongue Tyre unto villain What's Wilt word worth worthy princes
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Page 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.
Page 114 - FEAR 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...
Page 109 - I'll willingly to him : To gain his colour, 6 I'd let a parish of such Clotens blood, And praise myself for charity. [Exit. Bel. O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.
Page 114 - ... 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.
Page 111 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir; Give me a gash, put me to present pain; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.
Page 139 - Jovial star reign'd at his birth, and in' Our temple was he married. Rise, and fade. He shall be lord of lady Imogen, And happier much by his affliction made.