Cymbeline. The winter's taleHarper & brothers, 1884 |
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... - acter , for the sweet colouring of pathos , and sentiment , and poetry interfused through the whole , he is indebted only to nature and himself . . . . When Ferdinand tells Miranda that she was " created of INTRODUCTION . 19.
... - acter , for the sweet colouring of pathos , and sentiment , and poetry interfused through the whole , he is indebted only to nature and himself . . . . When Ferdinand tells Miranda that she was " created of INTRODUCTION . 19.
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... sweet- ness of Viola , of the self - possession and intellect of Portia- combined together so equally and so harmoniously that we can scarcely say that one quality predominates over the oth- er . But Imogen is less imaginative than ...
... sweet- ness of Viola , of the self - possession and intellect of Portia- combined together so equally and so harmoniously that we can scarcely say that one quality predominates over the oth- er . But Imogen is less imaginative than ...
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... sweet uses of their mountain life ! " You , Polydore , have prov'd best woodman , and Are master of the feast : Cadwal and I Will play the cook and servant ; ' t is our match . The sweat of industry would dry and die , But for the end ...
... sweet uses of their mountain life ! " You , Polydore , have prov'd best woodman , and Are master of the feast : Cadwal and I Will play the cook and servant ; ' t is our match . The sweat of industry would dry and die , But for the end ...
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... sweet head ; and yet as rough , Their royal blood enchaf'd , as the rud'st wind , That by the top doth take the mountain pine , And make him stoop to the vale . " Yet again , we note the plausible advantage taken by the poet to ...
... sweet head ; and yet as rough , Their royal blood enchaf'd , as the rud'st wind , That by the top doth take the mountain pine , And make him stoop to the vale . " Yet again , we note the plausible advantage taken by the poet to ...
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... sweet music with th ' enamell'd stones , Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge It overtaketh in its pilgrimage ; And so , by many winding nooks it strays With willing sport to the wild ocean . ' Such was the genius of Shakespeare . In ...
... sweet music with th ' enamell'd stones , Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge It overtaketh in its pilgrimage ; And so , by many winding nooks it strays With willing sport to the wild ocean . ' Such was the genius of Shakespeare . In ...
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1st folio Antigonus Arviragus Autolycus beauty Belarius beseech better Bohemia Britain Briton brother Cæsar Camillo Capell changed character Clarke Cleomenes Cloten Clown Coll conjectured court Cymb Cymbeline daughter dead death doth ellipsis Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Florizel flowers folios Gaoler gentle Gentleman give gods grace Guiderius Halliwell Hanmer hast hath heart heavens Hermione honour husband Iachimo Imogen Johnson Julius Cæsar king lady Lear Leonatus Leontes look lord Lucius Macb madam Malone Mamillius master means mistress nature noble Noble Kinsmen noun Othello passage Paulina Perdita Philario Pisanio play poet Polixenes Pope Posthumus pray prince prisoner prithee queen reads remarks Rich Roman SCENE Schmidt sense servant Shakespeare Shepherd Sicilia Sonn speak sweet Temp tender thee Theo thing thou art thought true verb Warb wife Winter's Tale woman word youth
Popular passages
Page 100 - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean : so, o'er that art Which, you say, adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
Page 101 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack.
Page 71 - 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 208 - The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew. The redbreast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss and gathered flowers To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Page 20 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, 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...
Page 187 - Come, come, and sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.
Page 173 - Dangerous conceits are in their natures poisons, Which at the first are scarce found to distaste, But with a little act upon the blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur.
Page 36 - Those rich-left heirs that let their fathers lie Without a monument !) bring thee all this ; Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none, To winter-ground thy corse.
Page 102 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
Page 100 - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.