The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Volum 6Mrs. Inchbald Hurst, Robinson, 1824 |
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Pàgina 12
... Exeunt CYMBELINE , LOCRINE , and MADAN . Queen . Fie ! you must give way . Enter PISANIO . Here is your servant , Your faithful servant : I dare lay mine honour , He will remain so . Pisanio . I humbly thank your highness . Imog . Well ...
... Exeunt CYMBELINE , LOCRINE , and MADAN . Queen . Fie ! you must give way . Enter PISANIO . Here is your servant , Your faithful servant : I dare lay mine honour , He will remain so . Pisanio . I humbly thank your highness . Imog . Well ...
Pàgina 21
... Exeunt . ACT THE SECOND . SCENE I. Britain . IMOGEN'S Apartment . Enter IMOGen . Imog . A father cruel , and a step - dame false ; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady , That hath her husband banished ; -O , that husband ! My supreme crown ...
... Exeunt . ACT THE SECOND . SCENE I. Britain . IMOGEN'S Apartment . Enter IMOGen . Imog . A father cruel , and a step - dame false ; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady , That hath her husband banished ; -O , that husband ! My supreme crown ...
Pàgina 28
... Exeunt . CYMBELINE's Palace . Enter CLOTEN , LOCRINE , and MADAN . Cloten . Was there ever man had such luck ! when I kiss'd the jack upon an up - cast , to be hit away ! I had an hundred pound on't : and then a whoreson jackanapes must ...
... Exeunt . CYMBELINE's Palace . Enter CLOTEN , LOCRINE , and MADAN . Cloten . Was there ever man had such luck ! when I kiss'd the jack upon an up - cast , to be hit away ! I had an hundred pound on't : and then a whoreson jackanapes must ...
Pàgina 29
... Exeunt CYMBELINE and QUEEN . Loc . Did you hear of another stranger , that's come to court to - night ? Cloten . Another stranger , and I not know on't ? Mad . He's a strange fellow himself , and knows it [ Aside . not . Loc . There's ...
... Exeunt CYMBELINE and QUEEN . Loc . Did you hear of another stranger , that's come to court to - night ? Cloten . Another stranger , and I not know on't ? Mad . He's a strange fellow himself , and knows it [ Aside . not . Loc . There's ...
Pàgina 30
... Exeunt . SCENE III . A Bed - chamber . - In one Part of it a Trunk . IMOGEN reading in her Bed . - HELEN attending . Imog . Who's there ? my woman Helen ? Helen . Please you , madam , - Imog . What hour is it ? Helen . Almost midnight ...
... Exeunt . SCENE III . A Bed - chamber . - In one Part of it a Trunk . IMOGEN reading in her Bed . - HELEN attending . Imog . Who's there ? my woman Helen ? Helen . Please you , madam , - Imog . What hour is it ? Helen . Almost midnight ...
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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
Passatges populars
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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"?
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.