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A goodly day, not to keepe house with such, | A goodly day not to keep house with such | Cym III.iii.1 |
Whose Roofe's as lowe as ours: Sleepe Boyes, this gate | Whose roof's as low as ours! Stoop, boys: this gate | Cym III.iii.2 |
Instructs you how t'adore the Heauens; and bowes you | Instructs you how t' adore the heavens; and bows you | Cym III.iii.3 |
To a mornings holy office. The Gates of Monarches | To a morning's holy office. The gates of monarchs | Cym III.iii.4 |
Are Arch'd so high, that Giants may iet through | Are arched so high that giants may jet through | Cym III.iii.5 |
And keepe their impious Turbonds on, without | And keep their impious turbans on, without | Cym III.iii.6 |
Good morrow to the Sun. Haile thou faire Heauen, | Good morrow to the sun. Hail, thou fair heaven! | Cym III.iii.7 |
We house i'th'Rocke, yet vse thee not so hardly | We house i'th' rock, yet use thee not so hardly | Cym III.iii.8 |
As prouder liuers do. | As prouder livers do. | Cym III.iii.9.1 |
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Now for our Mountaine sport, vp to yond hill | Now for our mountain sport, up to yond hill! | Cym III.iii.10 |
Your legges are yong: Ile tread these Flats. Consider, | Your legs are young: I'll tread these flats. Consider, | Cym III.iii.11 |
When you aboue perceiue me like a Crow, | When you above perceive me like a crow, | Cym III.iii.12 |
That it is Place, which lessen's, and sets off, | That it is place which lessens and sets off, | Cym III.iii.13 |
And you may then reuolue what Tales, I haue told you, | And you may then revolve what tales I have told you | Cym III.iii.14 |
Of Courts, of Princes; of the Tricks in Warre. | Of courts, of princes; of the tricks in war. | Cym III.iii.15 |
This Seruice, is not Seruice; so being done, | This service is not service, so being done, | Cym III.iii.16 |
But being so allowed. To apprehend thus, | But being so allowed. To apprehend thus, | Cym III.iii.17 |
Drawes vs a profit from all things we see: | Draws us a profit from all things we see: | Cym III.iii.18 |
And often to our comfort, shall we finde | And often, to our comfort, shall we find | Cym III.iii.19 |
The sharded-Beetle, in a safer hold | The sharded beetle in a safer hold | Cym III.iii.20 |
Then is the full-wing'd Eagle. Oh this life, | Than is the full-winged eagle. O, this life | Cym III.iii.21 |
Is Nobler, then attending for a checke: | Is nobler than attending for a check: | Cym III.iii.22 |
Richer, then doing nothing for a Babe: | Richer than doing nothing for a robe, | Cym III.iii.23 |
Prouder, then rustling in vnpayd-for Silke: | Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk: | Cym III.iii.24 |
Such gaine the Cap of him, that makes him fine, | Such gain the cap of him that makes him fine, | Cym III.iii.25 |
Yet keepes his Booke vncros'd: no life to ours. | Yet keeps his book uncrossed: no life to ours. | Cym III.iii.26 |
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How you speake. | How you speak! | Cym III.iii.44.2 |
Did you but know the Citties Vsuries, | Did you but know the city's usuries, | Cym III.iii.45 |
And felt them knowingly: the Art o'th'Court, | And felt them knowingly: the art o'th' court, | Cym III.iii.46 |
As hard to leaue, as keepe: whose top to climbe | As hard to leave as keep: whose top to climb | Cym III.iii.47 |
Is certaine falling: or so slipp'ry, that | Is certain falling: or so slipp'ry that | Cym III.iii.48 |
The feare's as bad as falling. The toyle o'th'Warre, | The fear's as bad as falling: the toil o'th' war, | Cym III.iii.49 |
A paine that onely seemes to seeke out danger | A pain that only seems to seek out danger | Cym III.iii.50 |
I'th'name of Fame, and Honor, which dyes i'th'search, | I'th' name of fame and honour, which dies i'th' search, | Cym III.iii.51 |
And hath as oft a sland'rous Epitaph, | And hath as oft a sland'rous epitaph | Cym III.iii.52 |
As Record of faire Act. Nay, many times | As record of fair act. Nay, many times, | Cym III.iii.53 |
Doth ill deserue, by doing well: what's worse | Doth ill deserve by doing well: what's worse, | Cym III.iii.54 |
Must curt'sie at the Censure. Oh Boyes, this Storie | Must court'sy at the censure. O boys, this story | Cym III.iii.55 |
The World may reade in me: My bodie's mark'd | The world may read in me: my body's marked | Cym III.iii.56 |
With Roman Swords; and my report, was once | With Roman swords; and my report was once | Cym III.iii.57 |
First, with the best of Note. Cymbeline lou'd me, | First, with the best of note. Cymbeline loved me, | Cym III.iii.58 |
And when a Souldier was the Theame, my name | And when a soldier was the theme, my name | Cym III.iii.59 |
Was not farre off: then was I as a Tree | Was not far off: then was I as a tree | Cym III.iii.60 |
Whose boughes did bend with fruit. But in one night, | Whose boughs did bend with fruit. But in one night, | Cym III.iii.61 |
A Storme, or Robbery (call it what you will) | A storm, or robbery – call it what you will – | Cym III.iii.62 |
Shooke downe my mellow hangings: nay my Leaues, | Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves, | Cym III.iii.63 |
And left me bare to weather. | And left me bare to weather. | Cym III.iii.64.1 |
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My fault being nothing (as I haue told you oft) | My fault being nothing – as I have told you oft – | Cym III.iii.65 |
But that two Villaines, whose false Oathes preuayl'd | But that two villains, whose false oaths prevailed | Cym III.iii.66 |
Before my perfect Honor, swore to Cymbeline, | Before my perfect honour, swore to Cymbeline | Cym III.iii.67 |
I was Confederate with the Romanes: so | I was confederate with the Romans: so | Cym III.iii.68 |
Followed my Banishment, and this twenty yeeres, | Followed my banishment, and this twenty years | Cym III.iii.69 |
This Rocke, and these Demesnes, haue bene my World, | This rock, and these demesnes, have been my world, | Cym III.iii.70 |
Where I haue liu'd at honest freedome, payed | Where I have lived at honest freedom, paid | Cym III.iii.71 |
More pious debts to Heauen, then in all | More pious debts to heaven than in all | Cym III.iii.72 |
The fore-end of my time. But, vp to'th'Mountaines, | The fore-end of my time. But up to th' mountains! | Cym III.iii.73 |
This is not Hunters Language; he that strikes | This is not hunter's language; he that strikes | Cym III.iii.74 |
The Venison first, shall be the Lord o'th'Feast, | The venison first shall be the lord o'th' feast, | Cym III.iii.75 |
To him the other two shall minister, | To him the other two shall minister, | Cym III.iii.76 |
And we will feare no poyson, which attends | And we will fear no poison, which attends | Cym III.iii.77 |
In place of greater State: / Ile meete you in the Valleyes. | In place of greater state. I'll meet you in the valleys. | Cym III.iii.78 |
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How hard it is to hide the sparkes of Nature? | How hard it is to hide the sparks of Nature! | Cym III.iii.79 |
These Boyes know little they are Sonnes to'th'King, | These boys know little they are sons to th' king, | Cym III.iii.80 |
Nor Cymbeline dreames that they are aliue. | Nor Cymbeline dreams that they are alive. | Cym III.iii.81 |
They thinke they are mine, / And though train'd vp thus meanely | They think they are mine, and though trained up thus meanly, | Cym III.iii.82 |
I'th' Caue, whereon the Bowe their thoughts do hit, | I'th' cave wherein they bow, their thoughts do hit | Cym III.iii.83 |
The Roofes of Palaces, and Nature prompts them | The roofs of palaces, and Nature prompts them | Cym III.iii.84 |
In simple and lowe things, to Prince it, much | In simple and low things to prince it, much | Cym III.iii.85 |
Beyond the tricke of others. This Paladour, | Beyond the trick of others. This Polydore, | Cym III.iii.86 |
The heyre of Cymbeline and Britaine, who | The heir of Cymbeline and Britain, who | Cym III.iii.87 |
The King his Father call'd Guiderius. Ioue, | The king his father called Guiderius – Jove! | Cym III.iii.88 |
When on my three-foot stoole I sit, and tell | When on my three-foot stool I sit, and tell | Cym III.iii.89 |
The warlike feats I haue done, his spirits flye out | The warlike feats I have done, his spirits fly out | Cym III.iii.90 |
Into my Story: say thus mine Enemy fell, | Into my story: say ‘ Thus mine enemy fell, | Cym III.iii.91 |
And thus I set my foote on's necke, euen then | And thus I set my foot on's neck,’ even then | Cym III.iii.92 |
The Princely blood flowes in his Cheeke, he sweats, | The princely blood flows in his cheek, he sweats, | Cym III.iii.93 |
Straines his yong Nerues, and puts himselfe in posture | Strains his young nerves, and puts himself in posture | Cym III.iii.94 |
That acts my words. The yonger Brother Cadwall, | That acts my words. The younger brother, Cadwal, | Cym III.iii.95 |
Once Aruiragus, in as like a figure | Once Arviragus, in as like a figure | Cym III.iii.96 |
Strikes life into my speech, and shewes much more | Strikes life into my speech, and shows much more | Cym III.iii.97 |
His owne conceyuing. Hearke, the Game is rows'd, | His own conceiving. Hark, the game is roused! | Cym III.iii.98 |
Oh Cymbeline, Heauen and my Conscience knowes | O Cymbeline, heaven and my conscience knows | Cym III.iii.99 |
Thou didd'st vniustly banish me: whereon | Thou didst unjustly banish me: whereon, | Cym III.iii.100 |
At three, and two yeeres old, I stole these Babes, | At three and two years old, I stole these babes, | Cym III.iii.101 |
Thinking to barre thee of Succession, as | Thinking to bar thee of succession as | Cym III.iii.102 |
Thou refts me of my Lands. Euriphile, | Thou refts me of my lands. Euriphile, | Cym III.iii.103 |
Thou was't their Nurse, they took thee for their mother, | Thou wast their nurse, they took thee for their mother, | Cym III.iii.104 |
And euery day do honor to her graue: | And every day do honour to her grave: | Cym III.iii.105 |
My selfe Belarius, that am Mergan call'd | Myself, Belarius, that am Morgan called, | Cym III.iii.106 |
They take for Naturall Father. The Game is vp. | They take for natural father. The game is up. | Cym III.iii.107 |
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You Polidore haue prou'd best Woodman, and | You, Polydore, have proved best woodman, and | Cym III.vii.1 |
Are Master of the Feast: Cadwall, and I | Are master of the feast: Cadwal and I | Cym III.vii.2 |
Will play the Cooke, and Seruant, 'tis our match: | Will play the cook and servant, 'tis our match: | Cym III.vii.3 |
The sweat of industry would dry, and dye | The sweat and industry would dry and die, | Cym III.vii.4 |
But for the end it workes too. Come, our stomackes | But for the end it works to. Come, our stomachs | Cym III.vii.5 |
Will make what's homely, sauoury: Wearinesse | Will make what's homely savoury: weariness | Cym III.vii.6 |
Can snore vpon the Flint, when restie Sloth | Can snore upon the flint, when resty sloth | Cym III.vii.7 |
Findes the Downe-pillow hard. Now peace be heere, | Finds the down-pillow hard. Now peace be here, | Cym III.vii.8 |
Poore house, that keep'st thy selfe. | Poor house, that keep'st thyself! | Cym III.vii.9.1 |
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Stay, come not in: | Stay, come not in: | Cym III.vii.12.2 |
But that it eates our victualles, I should thinke | But that it eats our victuals, I should think | Cym III.vii.13 |
Heere were a Faiery. | Here were a fairy. | Cym III.vii.14.1 |
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By Iupiter an Angell: or if not | By Jupiter, an angel! Or, if not, | Cym III.vii.15 |
An earthly Paragon. Behold Diuinenesse | An earthly paragon! Behold divineness | Cym III.vii.16 |
No elder then a Boy. | No elder than a boy! | Cym III.vii.17 |
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Whether bound? | Whither bound? | Cym III.vii.30.2 |
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What's your name? | What's your name? | Cym III.vii.32 |
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Prythee (faire youth) | Prithee, fair youth, | Cym III.vii.36.2 |
Thinke vs no Churles: nor measure our good mindes | Think us no churls: nor measure our good minds | Cym III.vii.37 |
By this rude place we liue in. Well encounter'd, | By this rude place we live in. Well encountered! | Cym III.vii.38 |
'Tis almost night, you shall haue better cheere | 'Tis almost night, you shall have better cheer | Cym III.vii.39 |
Ere you depart; and thankes to stay, and eate it: | Ere you depart; and thanks to stay and eat it: | Cym III.vii.40 |
Boyes, bid him welcome. | Boys, bid him welcome. | Cym III.vii.41.1 |
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He wrings at some distresse. | He wrings at some distress. | Cym III.vii.51.2 |
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Hearke Boyes. | Hark, boys. | Cym III.vii.53.2 |
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It shall be so: | It shall be so: | Cym III.vii.61.2 |
Boyes wee'l go dresse our Hunt. Faire youth come in; | Boys, we'll go dress our hunt. Fair youth, come in; | Cym III.vii.62 |
Discourse is heauy, fasting: when we haue supp'd | Discourse is heavy, fasting: when we have supped | Cym III.vii.63 |
Wee'l mannerly demand thee of thy Story, | We'll mannerly demand thee of thy story, | Cym III.vii.64 |
So farre as thou wilt speake it. | So far as thou wilt speak it. | Cym III.vii.65.1 |
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You are not well: Remaine heere in the Caue, | You are not well: remain here in the cave, | Cym IV.ii.1 |
Wee'l come to you after Hunting. | We'll come to you after hunting. | Cym IV.ii.2.1 |
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What? How? how? | What? How? How? | Cym IV.ii.18.2 |
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Oh noble straine! | O noble strain! | Cym IV.ii.24.2 |
O worthinesse of Nature, breed of Greatnesse! | O worthiness of nature! Breed of greatness! | Cym IV.ii.25 |
"Cowards father Cowards, & Base things Syre Bace; | Cowards father cowards, and base things sire base; | Cym IV.ii.26 |
"Nature hath Meale, and Bran; Contempt, and Grace. | Nature hath meal, and bran; contempt, and grace. | Cym IV.ii.27 |
I'me not their Father, yet who this should bee, | I'm not their father, yet who this should be, | Cym IV.ii.28 |
Doth myracle it selfe, lou'd before mee. | Doth miracle itself, loved before me. – | Cym IV.ii.29 |
'Tis the ninth houre o'th'Morne. | 'Tis the ninth hour o'th' morn. | Cym IV.ii.30.1 |
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To'th'Field, to'th'Field: | To th' field, to th' field! | Cym IV.ii.42.2 |
Wee'l leaue you for this time, go in, and rest. | We'll leave you for this time, go in, and rest. | Cym IV.ii.43 |
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Pray be not sicke, | Pray be not sick, | Cym IV.ii.44.2 |
For you must be our Huswife. | For you must be our housewife. | Cym IV.ii.45.1 |
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And shal't be euer. | And shalt be ever. | Cym IV.ii.46.2 |
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This youth, how ere distrest, appeares he hath had | This youth, howe'er distressed, appears he hath had | Cym IV.ii.47 |
Good Ancestors. | Good ancestors. | Cym IV.ii.48.1 |
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It is great morning. Come away: Who's there? | It is great morning. Come, away! – Who's there? | Cym IV.ii.61 |
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Those Runnagates? | ‘ Those runagates!’ | Cym IV.ii.63.2 |
Meanes he not vs? I partly know him, 'tis | Means he not us? I partly know him, 'tis | Cym IV.ii.64 |
Cloten, the Sonne o'th'Queene. I feare some Ambush: | Cloten, the son o'th' queen. I fear some ambush: | Cym IV.ii.65 |
I saw him not these many yeares, and yet | I saw him not these many years, and yet | Cym IV.ii.66 |
I know 'tis he: We are held as Out-Lawes: Hence. | I know 'tis he; we are held as outlaws: hence! | Cym IV.ii.67 |
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No Companie's abroad? | No company's abroad? | Cym IV.ii.101 |
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I cannot tell: Long is it since I saw him, | I cannot tell: long is it since I saw him, | Cym IV.ii.103 |
But Time hath nothing blurr'd those lines of Fauour | But time hath nothing blurred those lines of favour | Cym IV.ii.104 |
Which then he wore: the snatches in his voice, | Which then he wore: the snatches in his voice, | Cym IV.ii.105 |
And burst of speaking were as his: I am absolute | And burst of speaking were as his: I am absolute | Cym IV.ii.106 |
'Twas very Cloten. | 'Twas very Cloten. | Cym IV.ii.107.1 |
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Being scarse made vp, | Being scarce made up, | Cym IV.ii.109.2 |
I meane to man; he had not apprehension | I mean, to man, he had not apprehension | Cym IV.ii.110 |
Of roaring terrors: For defect of iudgement | Of roaring terrors: for the defect of judgement | Cym IV.ii.111 |
Is oft the cause of Feare. / But see thy Brother. | Is oft the cause of fear. But, see, thy brother. | Cym IV.ii.112 |
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What hast thou done? | What hast thou done? | Cym IV.ii.117.2 |
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We are all vndone. | We are all undone. | Cym IV.ii.123.2 |
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No single soule | No single soul | Cym IV.ii.130.2 |
Can we set eye on: but in all safe reason | Can we set eye on; but in all safe reason | Cym IV.ii.131 |
He must haue some Attendants. Though his Honor | He must have some attendants. Though his honour | Cym IV.ii.132 |
Was nothing but mutation, I, and that | Was nothing but mutation, ay, and that | Cym IV.ii.133 |
From one bad thing to worse: Not Frenzie, / Not | From one bad thing to worse, not frenzy, not | Cym IV.ii.134 |
absolute madnesse could so farre haue rau'd | Absolute madness could so far have raved, | Cym IV.ii.135 |
To bring him heere alone: although perhaps | To bring him here alone: although perhaps | Cym IV.ii.136 |
It may be heard at Court, that such as wee | It may be heard at court that such as we | Cym IV.ii.137 |
Caue heere, hunt heere, are Out-lawes, and in time | Cave here, hunt here, are outlaws, and in time | Cym IV.ii.138 |
May make some stronger head, the which he hearing, | May make some stronger head, the which he hearing – | Cym IV.ii.139 |
(As it is like him) might breake out, and sweare | As it is like him – might break out, and swear | Cym IV.ii.140 |
Heel'd fetch vs in, yet is't not probable | He'ld fetch us in, yet is't not probable | Cym IV.ii.141 |
To come alone, either he so vndertaking, | To come alone, either he so undertaking, | Cym IV.ii.142 |
Or they so suffering: then on good ground we feare, | Or they so suffering: then on good ground we fear, | Cym IV.ii.143 |
If we do feare this Body hath a taile | If we do fear this body hath a tail | Cym IV.ii.144 |
More perillous then the head. | More perilous than the head. | Cym 1IV.ii.145.1 |
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I had no minde | I had no mind | Cym IV.ii.147.2 |
To hunt this day: The Boy Fideles sickenesse | To hunt this day: the boy Fidele's sickness | Cym IV.ii.148 |
Did make my way long forth. | Did make my way long forth. | Cym IV.ii.149.1 |
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I feare 'twill be reueng'd: | I fear 'twill be revenged: | Cym IV.ii.154.2 |
Would (Polidore) thou had'st not done't: though valour | Would, Polydore, thou hadst not done't: though valour | Cym IV.ii.155 |
Becomes thee well enough. | Becomes thee well enough. | Cym IV.ii.156.1 |
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Well, 'tis done: | Well, 'tis done: | Cym IV.ii.161.2 |
Wee'l hunt no more to day, nor seeke for danger | We'll hunt no more today, nor seek for danger | Cym IV.ii.162 |
Where there's no profit. I prythee to our Rocke, | Where there's no profit. I prithee, to our rock, | Cym IV.ii.163 |
You and Fidele play the Cookes: Ile stay | You and Fidele play the cooks: I'll stay | Cym IV.ii.164 |
Till hasty Polidore returne, and bring him | Till hasty Polydore return, and bring him | Cym IV.ii.165 |
To dinner presently. | To dinner presently. | Cym IV.ii.166.1 |
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Oh thou Goddesse, | O thou goddess, | Cym IV.ii.169.2 |
Thou diuine Nature; thou thy selfe thou blazon'st | Thou divine Nature; thou thyself thou blazon'st | Cym IV.ii.170 |
In these two Princely Boyes: they are as gentle | In these two princely boys: they are as gentle | Cym IV.ii.171 |
As Zephires blowing below the Violet, | As zephyrs blowing below the violet, | Cym IV.ii.172 |
Not wagging his sweet head; and yet, as rough | Not wagging his sweet head; and yet, as rough – | Cym IV.ii.173 |
(Their Royall blood enchaf'd) as the rud'st winde, | Their royal blood enchafed – as the rud'st wind | Cym IV.ii.174 |
That by the top doth take the Mountaine Pine, | That by the top doth take the mountain pine | Cym IV.ii.175 |
And make him stoope to th'Vale. 'Tis wonder | And make him stoop to th' vale. 'Tis wonder | Cym IV.ii.176 |
That an inuisible instinct should frame them | That an invisible instinct should frame them | Cym IV.ii.177 |
To Royalty vnlearn'd, Honor vntaught, | To royalty unlearn'd, honour untaught, | Cym IV.ii.178 |
Ciuility not seene from other: valour | Civility not seen from other, valour | Cym IV.ii.179 |
That wildely growes in them, but yeelds a crop | That wildly grows in them, but yields a crop | Cym IV.ii.180 |
As if it had beene sow'd: yet still it's strange | As if it had been sowed. Yet still it's strange | Cym IV.ii.181 |
What Clotens being heere to vs portends, | What Cloten's being here to us portends, | Cym IV.ii.182 |
Or what his death will bring vs. | Or what his death will bring us. | Cym IV.ii.183.1 |
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My ingenuous Instrument, | My ingenious instrument – | Cym IV.ii.186.2 |
(Hearke Polidore) it sounds: but what occasion | Hark, Polydore – it sounds: but what occasion | Cym IV.ii.187 |
Hath Cadwal now to giue it motion? Hearke. | Hath Cadwal now to give it motion? Hark! | Cym IV.ii.188 |
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He went hence euen now. | He went hence even now. | Cym IV.ii.189.2 |
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Looke, heere he comes, | Look, here he comes, | Cym IV.ii.195.2 |
And brings the dire occasion in his Armes, | And brings the dire occasion in his arms | Cym IV.ii.196 |
Of what we blame him for. | Of what we blame him for! | Cym IV.ii.197.1 |
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Oh Melancholly, | O melancholy, | Cym IV.ii.203.2 |
Who euer yet could sound thy bottome? Finde | Who ever yet could sound thy bottom, find | Cym IV.ii.204 |
The Ooze, to shew what Coast thy sluggish care | The ooze, to show what coast thy sluggish care | Cym IV.ii.205 |
Might'st easilest harbour in. Thou blessed thing, | Might'st easil'est harbour in? Thou blessed thing, | Cym IV.ii.206 |
Ioue knowes what man thou might'st haue made: but I, | Jove knows what man thou mightst have made: but I, | Cym IV.ii.207 |
Thou dyed'st a most rare Boy, of Melancholly. | Thou diedst a most rare boy, of melancholy. | Cym IV.ii.208 |
How found you him? | How found you him? | Cym IV.ii.209.1 |
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Great greefes I see med'cine the lesse: For Cloten | Great griefs, I see, medicine the less; for Cloten | Cym IV.ii.243 |
Is quite forgot. He was a Queenes Sonne, Boyes, | Is quite forgot. He was a queen's son, boys, | Cym IV.ii.244 |
And though he came our Enemy, remember | And though he came our enemy, remember, | Cym IV.ii.245 |
He was paid for that: though meane, and mighty rotting | He was paid for that: though mean and mighty, rotting | Cym IV.ii.246 |
Together haue one dust, yet Reuerence | Together, have one dust, yet reverence – | Cym IV.ii.247 |
(That Angell of the world) doth make distinction | That angel of the world – doth make distinction | Cym IV.ii.248 |
Of place 'tweene high, and low. Our Foe was Princely, | Of place 'tween high, and low. Our foe was princely, | Cym IV.ii.249 |
And though you tooke his life, as being our Foe, | And though you took his life, as being our foe, | Cym IV.ii.250 |
Yet bury him, as a Prince. | Yet bury him, as a prince. | Cym IV.ii.251.1 |
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Heere's a few Flowres, but 'bout midnight more: | Here's a few flowers, but 'bout midnight more: | Cym IV.ii.283 |
The hearbes that haue on them cold dew o'th'night | The herbs that have on them cold dew o'th' night | Cym IV.ii.284 |
Are strewings fit'st for Graues: vpon their Faces. | Are strewings fitt'st for graves: upon their faces. | Cym IV.ii.285 |
You were as Flowres, now wither'd: euen so | You were as flowers, now withered: even so | Cym IV.ii.286 |
These Herbelets shall, which we vpon you strew. | These herblets shall, which we upon you strew. | Cym IV.ii.287 |
Come on, away, apart vpon our knees: | Come on, away, apart upon our knees: | Cym IV.ii.288 |
The ground that gaue them first, ha's them againe: | The ground that gave them first has them again: | Cym IV.ii.289 |
Their pleasures here are past, so are their paine. | Their pleasures here are past, so is their pain. | Cym IV.ii.290 |
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Let vs from it. | Let us from it. | Cym IV.iv.1.2 |
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Sonnes, | Sons, | Cym IV.iv.7.2 |
Wee'l higher to the Mountaines, there secure v.. | We'll higher to the mountains, there secure us. | Cym IV.iv.8 |
To the Kings party there's no going: newnesse | To the king's party there's no going: newness | Cym IV.iv.9 |
Of Clotens death (we being not knowne, not muster'd | Of Cloten's death – we being not known, not mustered | Cym IV.iv.10 |
Among the Bands) may driue vs to a render | Among the bands – may drive us to a render | Cym IV.iv.11 |
Where we haue liu'd; and so extort from's that | Where we have lived, and so extort from's that | Cym IV.iv.12 |
Which we haue done, whose answer would be death | Which we have done, whose answer would be death | Cym IV.iv.13 |
Drawne on with Torture. | Drawn on with torture. | Cym IV.iv.14.1 |
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Oh, I am knowne | O, I am known | Cym IV.iv.21.2 |
Of many in the Army: Many yeeres | Of many in the army: many years – | Cym IV.iv.22 |
(Though Cloten then but young) you see, not wore him | Though Cloten then but young – you see, not wore him | Cym IV.iv.23 |
From my remembrance. And besides, the King | From my remembrance. And besides, the king | Cym IV.iv.24 |
Hath not deseru'd my Seruice, nor your Loues, | Hath not deserved my service nor your loves, | Cym IV.iv.25 |
Who finde in my Exile, the want of Breeding; | Who find in my exile the want of breeding, | Cym IV.iv.26 |
The certainty of this heard life, aye hopelesse | The certainty of this hard life, aye hopeless | Cym IV.iv.27 |
To haue the courtesie your Cradle promis'd, | To have the courtesy your cradle promised, | Cym IV.iv.28 |
But to be still hot Summers Tanlings, and | But to be still hot Summer's tanlings, and | Cym IV.iv.29 |
The shrinking Slaues of Winter. | The shrinking slaves of Winter. | Cym IV.iv.30.1 |
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No reason I (since of your liues you set | No reason I – since of your lives you set | Cym IV.iv.48 |
So slight a valewation) should reserue | So slight a valuation – should reserve | Cym IV.iv.49 |
My crack'd one to more care. Haue with you Boyes: | My cracked one to more care. Have with you, boys! | Cym IV.iv.50 |
If in your Country warres you chance to dye, | If in your country wars you chance to die, | Cym IV.iv.51 |
That is my Bed too (Lads) and there Ile lye. | That is my bed too, lads, and there I'll lie. | Cym IV.iv.52 |
Lead, lead; the time seems long, their blood thinks scorn | Lead, lead. The time seems long, their blood thinks scorn | Cym IV.iv.53 |
Till it flye out, and shew them Princes borne. | Till it fly out and show them princes born. | Cym IV.iv.54 |
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Stand, stand, we haue th'aduantage of the ground, | Stand, stand. We have th' advantage of the ground; | Cym V.ii.11 |
The Lane is guarded: Nothing rowts vs, but | The lane is guarded: nothing routs us but | Cym V.ii.12 |
The villany of our feares. | The villainy of our fears. | Cym V.ii.13.1 |
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I neuer saw | I never saw | Cym V.v.7.2 |
Such Noble fury in so poore a Thing; | Such noble fury in so poor a thing; | Cym V.v.8 |
Such precious deeds, in one that promist nought | Such precious deeds in one that promised nought | Cym V.v.9 |
But beggery, and poore lookes. | But beggary and poor looks. | Cym V.v.10.1 |
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Sir, | Sir, | Cym V.v.1.2 |
In Cambria are we borne, and Gentlemen: | In Cambria are we born, and gentlemen: | Cym V.v.17 |
Further to boast, were neyther true, nor modest, | Further to boast were neither true nor modest, | Cym V.v.18 |
Vnlesse I adde, we are honest. | Unless I add we are honest. | Cym V.v.19.1 |
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Is not this Boy reuiu'd from death? | Is not this boy revived from death? | Cym V.v.120.1 |
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Peace, peace, see further: he eyes vs not, forbeare | Peace, peace, see further: he eyes us not, forbear; | Cym V.v.124 |
Creatures may be alike: were't he, I am sure | Creatures may be alike: were't he, I am sure | Cym V.v.125 |
He would haue spoke to vs. | He would have spoke to us. | Cym V.v.126.1 |
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Be silent: let's see further. | Be silent: let's see further. | Cym V.v.127.1 |
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My Boyes, | My boys, | Cym V.v.259.2 |
there was our error. | There was our error. | Cym V.v.260.1 |
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Though you did loue this youth, I blame ye not, | Though you did love this youth, I blame ye not, | Cym V.v.267 |
You had a motiue for't. | You had a motive for't. | Cym V.v.268.1 |
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Stay, Sir King. | Stay, sir king. | Cym V.v.301.2 |
This man is better then the man he slew, | This man is better than the man he slew, | Cym V.v.302 |
As well descended as thy selfe, and hath | As well descended as thyself, and hath | Cym V.v.303 |
More of thee merited, then a Band of Clotens | More of thee merited than a band of Clotens | Cym V.v.304 |
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Had euer scarre for. Let his Armes alone, | Had ever scar for. (to the Guard) Let his arms alone, | Cym V.v.305 |
They were not borne for bondage. | They were not born for bondage. | Cym V.v.306.1 |
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We will dye all three, | We will die all three, | Cym V.v.310.2 |
But I will proue that two one's are as good | But I will prove that two on's are as good | Cym V.v.311 |
As I haue giuen out him. My Sonnes, I must | As I have given out him. My sons, I must | Cym V.v.312 |
For mine owne part, vnfold a dangerous speech, | For mine own part unfold a dangerous speech, | Cym V.v.313 |
Though haply well for you. | Though haply well for you. | Cym V.v.314.1 |
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Haue at it then, by leaue | Have at it then, by leave: | Cym V.v.315.2 |
Thou hadd'st (great King) a Subiect, who | Thou hadst, great king, a subject, who | Cym V.v.316 |
Was call'd Belarius. | Was called Belarius – | Cym V.v.317 |
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He it is, that hath | He it is that hath | Cym V.v.319 |
Assum'd this age: indeed a banish'd man, | Assumed this age: indeed a banished man, | Cym V.v.320 |
I know not how, a Traitor. | I know not how a traitor. | Cym V.v.321.1 |
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Not too hot; | Not too hot; | Cym V.v.322.2 |
First pay me for the Nursing of thy Sonnes, | First pay me for the nursing of thy sons, | Cym V.v.323 |
And let it be confiscate all, so soone | And let it be confiscate all, so soon | Cym V.v.324 |
As I haue receyu'd it. | As I have received it. | Cym V.v.325.1 |
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I am too blunt, and sawcy: heere's my knee: | I am too blunt, and saucy: here's my knee: | Cym V.v.326 |
Ere I arise, I will preferre my Sonnes, | Ere I arise I will prefer my sons; | Cym V.v.327 |
Then spare not the old Father. Mighty Sir, | Then spare not the old father. Mighty sir, | Cym V.v.328 |
These two young Gentlemen that call me Father, | These two young gentlemen that call me father | Cym V.v.329 |
And thinke they are my Sonnes, are none of mine, | And think they are my sons, are none of mine; | Cym V.v.330 |
They are the yssue of your Loynes, my Liege, | They are the issue of your loins, my liege, | Cym V.v.331 |
And blood of your begetting. | And blood of your begetting. | Cym V.v.332.1 |
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So sure as you, your Fathers: I (old Morgan) | So sure as you your father's. I – old Morgan – | Cym V.v.333 |
Am that Belarius, whom you sometime banish'd: | Am that Belarius, whom you sometime banished: | Cym V.v.334 |
Your pleasure was my neere offence, my punishment | Your pleasure was my ne'er-offence, my punishment | Cym V.v.335 |
It selfe, and all my Treason that I suffer'd, | Itself, and all my treason: that I suffered | Cym V.v.336 |
Was all the harme I did. These gentle Princes | Was all the harm I did. These gentle princes – | Cym V.v.337 |
(For such, and so they are) these twenty yeares | For such and so they are – these twenty years | Cym V.v.338 |
Haue I train'd vp; those Arts they haue, as I | Have I trained up; those arts they have, as I | Cym V.v.339 |
Could put into them. My breeding was (Sir) / As | Could put into them. My breeding was, sir, as | Cym V.v.340 |
your Highnesse knowes: Their Nurse Euriphile | Your highness knows. Their nurse, Euriphile – | Cym V.v.341 |
(Whom for the Theft I wedded) stole these Children | Whom for the theft I wedded – stole these children | Cym V.v.342 |
Vpon my Banishment: I moou'd her too't, | Upon my banishment: I moved her to't, | Cym V.v.343 |
Hauing receyu'd the punishment before | Having received the punishment before | Cym V.v.344 |
For that which I did then. Beaten for Loyaltie, | For that which I did then. Beaten for loyalty | Cym V.v.345 |
Excited me to Treason. Their deere losse, | Excited me to treason. Their dear loss, | Cym V.v.346 |
The more of you 'twas felt, the more it shap'd | The more of you 'twas felt, the more it shaped | Cym V.v.347 |
Vnto my end of stealing them. But gracious Sir, | Unto my end of stealing them. But gracious sir, | Cym V.v.348 |
Heere are your Sonnes againe, and I must loose | Here are your sons again, and I must lose | Cym V.v.349 |
Two of the sweet'st Companions in the World. | Two of the sweet'st companions in the world. | Cym V.v.350 |
The benediction of these couering Heauens | The benediction of these covering heavens | Cym V.v.351 |
Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthie | Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthy | Cym V.v.352 |
To in-lay Heauen with Starres. | To inlay heaven with stars. | Cym V.v.353.1 |
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Be pleas'd awhile; | Be pleased awhile; | Cym V.v.357.2 |
This Gentleman, whom I call Polidore, | This gentleman, whom I call Polydore, | Cym V.v.358 |
Most worthy Prince, as yours, is true Guiderius: | Most worthy prince, as yours, is true Guiderius: | Cym V.v.359 |
This Gentleman, my Cadwall, Aruiragus. | This gentleman, my Cadwal, Arviragus | Cym V.v.360 |
Your yonger Princely Son, he Sir, was lapt | Your younger princely son, he, sir, was lapped | Cym V.v.361 |
In a most curious Mantle, wrought by th'hand | In a most curious mantle, wrought by th' hand | Cym V.v.362 |
Of his Queene Mother, which for more probation | Of his queen mother, which for more probation | Cym V.v.363 |
I can with ease produce. | I can with ease produce. | Cym V.v.364.1 |
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This is he, | This is he, | Cym V.v.366.2 |
Who hath vpon him still that naturall stampe: | Who hath upon him still that natural stamp: | Cym V.v.367 |
It was wise Natures end, in the donation | It was wise Nature's end, in the donation | Cym V.v.368 |
To be his euidence now. | To be his evidence now. | Cym V.v.369.1 |