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William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford. HARVARD COLLEGE SEP 13 1900 Lucy Osgood fund PERICLES- Introduction Text CONTENTS PAGE 5 15 CYMBELINE- Introduction Text 18477.1.
William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford. HARVARD COLLEGE SEP 13 1900 Lucy Osgood fund PERICLES- Introduction Text CONTENTS PAGE 5 15 CYMBELINE- Introduction Text 18477.1.
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William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford. PERICLES- Introduction Text CONTENTS PAGE 5 15 CYMBELINE- Introduction Text THE WINTER'S TALE- Introduction Text THE TEMPEST- Introduction Text . III 123 263 277 397 409 PERICLES VOL . IV E B ...
William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford. PERICLES- Introduction Text CONTENTS PAGE 5 15 CYMBELINE- Introduction Text THE WINTER'S TALE- Introduction Text THE TEMPEST- Introduction Text . III 123 263 277 397 409 PERICLES VOL . IV E B ...
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... Cymbeline that the Two Gentlemen holds to Twelfth Night and As You Like it . Like The Tempest , these Marina - scenes open with storm , and Pericles , confronting its tragic cruelty , is as grand a figure as Prospero . Marina stands ...
... Cymbeline that the Two Gentlemen holds to Twelfth Night and As You Like it . Like The Tempest , these Marina - scenes open with storm , and Pericles , confronting its tragic cruelty , is as grand a figure as Prospero . Marina stands ...
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... them ; although not done , but meant . So , on your patience evermore attending , New joy wait on you ! Here our play has ending . 90 100 [ Exit . CYMBELINE DRAMATIS PERSONA CYMBELINE , king of Britain . CLOTEN 107 SC . III Pericles.
... them ; although not done , but meant . So , on your patience evermore attending , New joy wait on you ! Here our play has ending . 90 100 [ Exit . CYMBELINE DRAMATIS PERSONA CYMBELINE , king of Britain . CLOTEN 107 SC . III Pericles.
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William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford ! CYMBELINE DRAMATIS PERSONÆ CYMBELINE , king of Britain . CLOTEN.
William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford ! CYMBELINE DRAMATIS PERSONÆ CYMBELINE , king of Britain . CLOTEN.
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Antigonus Ariel Arviragus Autolycus Bawd Belarius beseech Bohemia Boult brother Caliban Camillo CLEOMENES CLEON Cloten court Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza dost doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fish Gent gentleman give gods grace GUIDERIUS hath hear heart heaven Helicanus Hermione honour Iach Iachimo Imogen king knight lady Leon Leontes live look lord Lysimachus madam Marina master mistress monster Mytilene never noble Pandosto Paul Paulina Pentapolis Perdita Pericles Pisanio play Polixenes poor Post Posthumus pray prince prince of Tyre prithee Pros Prospero queen Re-enter Roman SCENE Shakespeare shalt Shep Sicilia Skirgiello sleep speak strange swear sweet Sycorax tell Tempest Thaisa thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Trin Trinculo Tyre wife Winter's Tale word
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Página 467 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper: it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Página 482 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms...
Página 216 - 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.
Página 462 - The isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again ; and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Página 482 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt ; the strong-based promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck 'd up The pine and cedar : graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em...
Página 439 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Página 482 - twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt ; the strong-based promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art. But this rough magic...
Página 347 - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function : Each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Página 336 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...