The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Volumul 6Mrs. Inchbald Hurst, Robinson, 1824 |
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Pagina 5
... these failings ! -Yet " Cymbeline " survives this just attack - and will live admired , and esteemed , to the end of time . DRAMATIS PERSONE . DRURY - LANE . COVENT - GARDEN A 2 REMARKS . 5 tator. Or, if he be moved by any ...
... these failings ! -Yet " Cymbeline " survives this just attack - and will live admired , and esteemed , to the end of time . DRAMATIS PERSONE . DRURY - LANE . COVENT - GARDEN A 2 REMARKS . 5 tator. Or, if he be moved by any ...
Pagina 10
... live , But that there is this jewel in the world , That I may see again . Post . My queen ! my mistress ! O , lady , weep no more ; lest I give cause To be suspected of more tenderness , Than doth become a man ! I will remain The loyal ...
... live , But that there is this jewel in the world , That I may see again . Post . My queen ! my mistress ! O , lady , weep no more ; lest I give cause To be suspected of more tenderness , Than doth become a man ! I will remain The loyal ...
Pagina 25
... Live like Diana's priest , betwixt cold sheets ; Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps , In your despite ? Revenge it . I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure ; More noble than that runagate to your bed , And will continue fast to your ...
... Live like Diana's priest , betwixt cold sheets ; Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps , In your despite ? Revenge it . I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure ; More noble than that runagate to your bed , And will continue fast to your ...
Pagina 26
... live you long ! A lady to the worthiest sir , that ever Country call'd his ! and you , his mistress , only For the most worthiest fit ! Give me your pardon . I have spoke this , to know if your affiance Were deeply rooted ; and shall ...
... live you long ! A lady to the worthiest sir , that ever Country call'd his ! and you , his mistress , only For the most worthiest fit ! Give me your pardon . I have spoke this , to know if your affiance Were deeply rooted ; and shall ...
Pagina 55
... , good fellow , What shall I do the while ? Where bide ? How live ? Or in my life what comfort , when I am Dead to my husband ? Pisanio . If you'll back to the court , Imog . No court , no father . Pisanio . SCENE VI.J 55 CYMBELINE .
... , good fellow , What shall I do the while ? Where bide ? How live ? Or in my life what comfort , when I am Dead to my husband ? Pisanio . If you'll back to the court , Imog . No court , no father . Pisanio . SCENE VI.J 55 CYMBELINE .
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ARVIRAGUS Aufidius bear beseech better blood Brutus Cæs Cæsar call'd cardinal Casca Cassius Cham Cloten COMINIUS Cord Cordelia Coriolanus Cran Crom Cromwell CYMBELINE daughter death Decius dost doth Drums duke Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear give Glost GLOSTER gods grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart Heaven honour Iach IACHIMO Imog Imogen Julius Cæsar Kent KING LEAR lady leave LICTORS live LOCRINE look lord LUCIUS madam Mark Antony master MENENIUS METELLUS never night noble on't pardon peace PINDARUS Pisanio poor Post Posthumus pr'ythee pray Queen Regan revenge Roman Rome SCENE SOLDIERS speak stand sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast TITINIUS traitor Trebonius Trumpets twas villain voice Volscians weep WOLSEY word
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Pagina 41 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Pagina 36 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Pagina 27 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Pagina 1 - I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Pagina 70 - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.
Pagina 24 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Pagina 26 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Pagina 26 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
Pagina 30 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
Pagina 26 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.