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Thou basest thing, auoyd hence, from my sight: | Thou basest thing, avoid hence, from my sight! | Cym I.ii.56 |
If after this command thou fraught the Court | If after this command thou fraught the court | Cym I.ii.57 |
With thy vnworthinesse, thou dyest. Away, | With thy unworthiness, thou diest. Away! | Cym I.ii.58 |
Thou'rt poyson to my blood. | Thou'rt poison to my blood. | Cym I.ii.59.1 |
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O disloyall thing, | O disloyal thing, | Cym I.ii.62.2 |
That should'st repayre my youth, thou heap'st | That shouldst repair my youth, thou heap'st | Cym I.ii.63 |
A yeares age on mee. | A year's age on me! | Cym I.ii.64.1 |
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Past Grace? Obedience? | Past grace? Obedience? | Cym I.ii.67.2 |
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That might'st haue had / The sole Sonne of my Queene. | That mightst have had the sole son of my queen! | Cym I.ii.69 |
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Thou took'st a Begger, would'st haue made my / Throne, | Thou took'st a beggar, wouldst have made my throne | Cym I.ii.72 |
a Seate for basenesse. | A seat for baseness. | Cym I.ii.73.1 |
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O thou vilde one! | O thou vile one! | Cym I.ii.74.2 |
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What? art thou mad? | What? Art thou mad? | Cym I.ii.78.2 |
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Thou foolish thing; | Thou foolish thing! – | Cym I.ii.81.2 |
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They were againe together: you haue done | They were again together: you have done | Cym I.ii.82 |
Not after our command. Away with her, | Not after our command. Away with her, | Cym I.ii.83 |
And pen her vp. | And pen her up. | Cym I.ii.84.1 |
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Nay, let her languish | Nay, let her languish | Cym I.ii.87.2 |
A drop of blood a day, and being aged | A drop of blood a day, and being aged | Cym I.ii.88 |
Dye of this Folly. | Die of this folly. | Cym I.ii.89.1 |
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Attend you here the doore of our stern daughter | Attend you here the door of our stern daughter? | Cym II.iii.36 |
Will she not forth? | Will she not forth? | Cym II.iii.37 |
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The Exile of her Minion is too new, | The exile of her minion is too new, | Cym II.iii.40 |
She hath not yet forgot him, some more time | She hath not yet forgot him, some more time | Cym II.iii.41 |
Must weare the print of his remembrance on't, | Must wear the print of his remembrance on't, | Cym II.iii.42 |
And then she's yours. | And then she's yours. | Cym II.iii.43.1 |
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A worthy Fellow, | A worthy fellow, | Cym II.iii.54.2 |
Albeit he comes on angry purpose now; | Albeit he comes on angry purpose now; | Cym II.iii.55 |
But that's no fault of his: we must receyue him | But that's no fault of his: we must receive him | Cym II.iii.56 |
According to the Honor of his Sender, | According to the honour of his sender, | Cym II.iii.57 |
And towards himselfe, his goodnesse fore-spent on vs | And towards himself, his goodness forespent on us, | Cym II.iii.58 |
We must extend our notice: Our deere Sonne, | We must extend our notice. Our dear son, | Cym II.iii.59 |
When you haue giuen good morning to your Mistris, | When you have given good morning to your mistress, | Cym II.iii.60 |
Attend the Queene, and vs, we shall haue neede | Attend the queen and us; we shall have need | Cym II.iii.61 |
T'employ you towards this Romane. / Come our Queene. | T' employ you towards this Roman. Come, our queen. | Cym II.iii.62 |
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Now say, what would Augustus Casar with vs? | Now say, what would Augustus Caesar with us? | Cym III.i.1 |
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Son, let your Mother end. | Son, let your mother end. | Cym III.i.40 |
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You must know, | You must know, | Cym III.i.47 |
Till the iniurious Romans, did extort | Till the injurious Romans did extort | Cym III.i.48 |
This Tribute from vs, we were free. Casars Ambition, | This tribute from us, we were free. Caesar's ambition, | Cym III.i.49 |
Which swell'd so much, that it did almost stretch | Which swelled so much that it did almost stretch | Cym III.i.50 |
The sides o'th'World, against all colour heere, | The sides o'th' world, against all colour here | Cym III.i.51 |
Did put the yoake vpon's; which to shake off | Did put the yoke upon's; which to shake off | Cym III.i.52 |
Becomes a warlike people, whom we reckon | Becomes a warlike people, whom we reckon | Cym III.i.53 |
Our selues to be, | Ourselves to be. | Cym III.i.54.1 |
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Say then to Casar, | Say then to Caesar, | Cym III.i.4.3 |
Our Ancestor was that Mulmutius, which | Our ancestor was that Mulmutius which | Cym III.i.55 |
Ordain'd our Lawes, whose vse the Sword of Casar | Ordained our laws, whose use the sword of Caesar | Cym III.i.56 |
Hath too much mangled; whose repayre, and franchise, | Hath too much mangled; whose repair, and franchise, | Cym III.i.57 |
Shall (by the power we hold) be our good deed, | Shall – by the power we hold – be our good deed, | Cym III.i.58 |
Tho Rome be therfore angry. Mulmutius made our lawes | Though Rome be therefore angry. Mulmutius made our laws, | Cym III.i.59 |
Who was the first of Britaine, which did put | Who was the first of Britain which did put | Cym III.i.60 |
His browes within a golden Crowne, and call'd | His brows within a golden crown, and called | Cym III.i.61 |
Himselfe a King. | Himself a king. | Cym III.i.62.1 |
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Thou art welcome Caius, | Thou art welcome, Caius. | Cym III.i.69.2 |
Thy Casar Knighted me; my youth I spent | Thy Caesar knighted me; my youth I spent | Cym III.i.70 |
Much vnder him; of him, I gather'd Honour, | Much under him; of him I gathered honour, | Cym III.i.71 |
Which he, to seeke of me againe, perforce, | Which he to seek of me again, perforce, | Cym III.i.72 |
Behooues me keepe at vtterance. I am perfect, | Behoves me keep at utterance. I am perfect | Cym III.i.73 |
That the Pannonians and Dalmatians, for | That the Pannonians and Dalmatians for | Cym III.i.74 |
Their Liberties are now in Armes: a President | Their liberties are now in arms: a precedent | Cym III.i.75 |
Which not to reade, would shew the Britaines cold: | Which not to read would show the Britons cold: | Cym III.i.76 |
So Casar shall not finde them. | So Caesar shall not find them. | Cym III.i.77.1 |
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I know your Masters pleasure, and he mine: | I know your master's pleasure, and he mine: | Cym III.i.85 |
All the Remaine, is welcome. | All the remain is ‘ Welcome.’ | Cym III.i.86 |
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Thus farre, and so farewell. | Thus far, and so farewell. | Cym III.v.1.1 |
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Our Subiects (Sir) | Our subjects, sir, | Cym III.v.4.2 |
Will not endure his yoake; and for our selfe | Will not endure his yoke; and for ourself | Cym III.v.5 |
To shew lesse Soueraignty then they, must needs | To show less sovereignty than they, must needs | Cym III.v.6 |
Appeare vn-Kinglike. | Appear unkinglike. | Cym III.v.7.1 |
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My Lords, you are appointed for that Office: | My lords, you are appointed for that office: | Cym III.v.10 |
The due of Honor, in no point omit: | The due of honour in no point omit. | Cym III.v.11 |
So farewell Noble Lucius. | So farewell, noble Lucius. | Cym III.v.12.1 |
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Leaue not the worthy Lucius, good my Lords | Leave not the worthy Lucius, good my lords, | Cym III.v.16 |
Till he haue crost the Seuern. Happines. | Till he have crossed the Severn. Happiness! | Cym III.v.17 |
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Lucius hath wrote already to the Emperor | Lucius hath wrote already to the emperor | Cym III.v.21 |
How it goes heere. It fits vs therefore ripely | How it goes here. It fits us therefore ripely | Cym III.v.22 |
Our Chariots, and our Horsemen be in readinesse: | Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness: | Cym III.v.23 |
The Powres that he already hath in Gallia | The powers that he already hath in Gallia | Cym III.v.24 |
Will soone be drawne to head, from whence he moues | Will soon be drawn to head, from whence he moves | Cym III.v.25 |
His warre for Britaine. | His war for Britain. | Cym III.v.26.1 |
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Our expectation that it would be thus | Our expectation that it would be thus | Cym III.v.28 |
Hath made vs forward. But my gentle Queene, | Hath made us forward. But, my gentle queen, | Cym III.v.29 |
Where is our Daughter? She hath not appear'd | Where is our daughter? She hath not appeared | Cym III.v.30 |
Before the Roman, nor to vs hath tender'd | Before the Roman, nor to us hath tendered | Cym III.v.31 |
The duty of the day. She looke vs like | The duty of the day. She looks us like | Cym III.v.32 |
A thing more made of malice, then of duty, | A thing more made of malice than of duty, | Cym III.v.33 |
We haue noted it. Call her before vs, for | We have noted it. Call her before us, for | Cym III.v.34 |
We haue beene too slight in sufferance. | We have been too slight in sufferance. | Cym III.v.35.1 |
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Where is she Sir? How | Where is she, sir? How | Cym III.v.41.2 |
Can her contempt be answer'd? | Can her contempt be answered? | Cym III.v.42.1 |
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Her doores lock'd? | Her doors locked? | Cym III.v.51.2 |
Not seene of late? Grant Heauens, that which I | Not seen of late? Grant heavens, that which I fear | Cym III.v.52 |
Feare, proue false. | Prove false! | Cym III.v.53 |
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Againe: and bring me word how 'tis with her, | Again: and bring me word how 'tis with her. | Cym IV.iii.1 |
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A Feauour with the absence of her Sonne; | A fever with the absence of her son; | Cym IV.iii.2 |
A madnesse, of which her life's in danger: Heauens, | A madness, of which her life's in danger: heavens, | Cym IV.iii.3 |
How deeply you at once do touch me. Imogen, | How deeply you at once do touch me! Innogen, | Cym IV.iii.4 |
The great part of my comfort, gone: My Queene | The great part of my comfort gone: my queen | Cym IV.iii.5 |
Vpon a desperate bed, and in a time | Upon a desperate bed, and in a time | Cym IV.iii.6 |
When fearefull Warres point at me: Her Sonne gone, | When fearful wars point at me: her son gone, | Cym IV.iii.7 |
So needfull for this present? It strikes me, past | So needful for this present. It strikes me, past | Cym IV.iii.8 |
The hope of comfort. But for thee, Fellow, | The hope of comfort. But for thee, fellow, | Cym IV.iii.9 |
Who needs must know of her departure, and | Who needs must know of her departure, and | Cym IV.iii.10 |
Dost seeme so ignorant, wee'l enforce it from thee | Dost seem so ignorant, we'll enforce it from thee | Cym IV.iii.11 |
By a sharpe Torture. | By a sharp torture. | Cym IV.iii.12.1 |
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The time is troublesome: | The time is troublesome: | Cym IV.iii.21.2 |
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Wee'l slip you for a season, but our iealousie | (to Pisanio) We'll slip you for a season, but our jealousy | Cym IV.iii.22 |
Do's yet depend. | Does yet depend. | Cym IV.iii.23.1 |
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Now for the Counsaile of my Son and Queen, | Now for the counsel of my son and queen, | Cym IV.iii.27 |
I am amaz'd with matter. | I am amazed with matter. | Cym IV.iii.28.1 |
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I thanke you: let's withdraw | I thank you: let's withdraw | Cym IV.iii.32.2 |
And meete the Time, as it seekes vs. We feare not | And meet the time, as it seeks us. We fear not | Cym IV.iii.33 |
What can from Italy annoy vs, but | What can from Italy annoy us, but | Cym IV.iii.34 |
We greeue at chances heere. Away. | We grieve at chances here. Away! | Cym IV.iii.35 |
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Stand by my side you, whom the Gods haue made | Stand by my side, you whom the gods have made | Cym V.v.1 |
Preseruers of my Throne: woe is my heart, | Preservers of my throne: woe is my heart, | Cym V.v.2 |
That the poore Souldier that so richly fought, | That the poor soldier that so richly fought, | Cym V.v.3 |
Whose ragges, sham'd gilded Armes, whose naked brest | Whose rags shamed gilded arms, whose naked breast | Cym V.v.4 |
Stept before Targes of proofe, cannot be found: | Stepped before targes of proof, cannot be found: | Cym V.v.5 |
He shall be happy that can finde him, if | He shall be happy that can find him, if | Cym V.v.6 |
Our Grace can make him so. | Our grace can make him so. | Cym V.v.7.1 |
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No tydings of him? | No tidings of him? | Cym V.v.10.2 |
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To my greefe, I am | To my grief, I am | Cym V.v.12.2 |
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The heyre of his Reward, which I will adde | The heir of his reward, (to Belarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus) which I will add | Cym V.v.13 |
To you (the Liuer, Heart, and Braine of Britaine) | To you, the liver, heart, and brain of Britain, | Cym V.v.14 |
By whom (I grant) she liues. 'Tis now the time | By whom – I grant – she lives. 'Tis now the time | Cym V.v.15 |
To aske of whence you are. Report it. | To ask of whence you are. Report it. | Cym V.v.16.1 |
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Bow your knees: | Bow your knees: | Cym V.v.19.2 |
Arise my Knights o'th' Battell, I create you | Arise my knights o'th' battle. I create you | Cym V.v.20 |
Companions to our person, and will fit you | Companions to our person, and will fit you | Cym V.v.21 |
With Dignities becomming your estates. | With dignities becoming your estates. | Cym V.v.22 |
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There's businesse in these faces: why so sadly | There's business in these faces; why so sadly | Cym V.v.23 |
Greet you our Victory? you looke like Romaines, | Greet you our victory? You look like Romans, | Cym V.v.24 |
And not o'th'Court of Britaine. | And not o'th' court of Britain. | Cym V.v.25.1 |
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Who worse then a Physitian | Who worse than a physician | Cym V.v.27.2 |
Would this report become? But I consider, | Would this report become? But I consider, | Cym V.v.28 |
By Med'cine life may be prolong'd, yet death | By med'cine life may be prolonged, yet death | Cym V.v.29 |
Will seize the Doctor too. How ended she? | Will seize the doctor too. How ended she? | Cym V.v.30 |
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Prythee say. | Prithee say. | Cym V.v.36.2 |
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She alone knew this: | She alone knew this: | Cym V.v.40.2 |
And but she spoke it dying, I would not | And but she spoke it dying, I would not | Cym V.v.41 |
Beleeue her lips in opening it. Proceed. | Believe her lips in opening it. Proceed. | Cym V.v.42 |
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O most delicate Fiend! | O most delicate fiend! | Cym V.v.47.2 |
Who is't can reade a Woman? Is there more? | Who is't can read a woman? Is there more? | Cym V.v.48 |
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Heard you all this, her Women? | Heard you all this, her women? | Cym V.v.61.2 |
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Mine eyes | Mine eyes | Cym V.v.62.2 |
Were not in fault, for she was beautifull: | Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; | Cym V.v.63 |
Mine eares that heare her flattery, nor my heart, | Mine ears that heard her flattery, nor my heart | Cym V.v.64 |
That thought her like her seeming. It had beene vicious | That thought her like her seeming. It had been vicious | Cym V.v.65 |
To haue mistrusted her: yet (Oh my Daughter) | To have mistrusted her: yet, O my daughter, | Cym V.v.66 |
That it was folly in me, thou mayst say, | That it was folly in me, thou mayst say, | Cym V.v.67 |
And proue it in thy feeling. Heauen mend all. | And prove it in thy feeling. Heaven mend all! | Cym V.v.68 |
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Thou comm'st not Caius now for Tribute, that | Thou com'st not, Caius, now for tribute; that | Cym V.v.69 |
The Britaines haue rac'd out, though with the losse | The Britons have razed out, though with the loss | Cym V.v.70 |
Of many a bold one: whose Kinsmen haue made suite | Of many a bold one: whose kinsmen have made suit | Cym V.v.71 |
That their good soules may be appeas'd, with slaughter | That their good souls may be appeased with slaughter | Cym V.v.72 |
Of you their Captiues, which our selfe haue granted, | Of you their captives, which ourself have granted: | Cym V.v.73 |
So thinke of your estate. | So think of your estate. | Cym V.v.74 |
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I haue surely seene him: | I have surely seen him: | Cym V.v.92.2 |
His fauour is familiar to me: Boy, | His favour is familiar to me. Boy, | Cym V.v.93 |
Thou hast look'd thy selfe into my grace, | Thou hast looked thyself into my grace, | Cym V.v.94 |
And art mine owne. I know not why, wherefore, | And art mine own. I know not why, wherefore, | Cym V.v.95 |
To say, liue boy: ne're thanke thy Master, liue; | To say, live boy: ne'er thank thy master, live; | Cym V.v.96 |
And aske of Cymbeline what Boone thou wilt, | And ask of Cymbeline what boon thou wilt, | Cym V.v.97 |
Fitting my bounty, and thy state, Ile giue it: | Fitting my bounty, and thy state, I'll give it: | Cym V.v.98 |
Yea, though thou do demand a Prisoner | Yea, though thou do demand a prisoner, | Cym V.v.99 |
The Noblest tane. | The noblest ta'en. | Cym V.v.100.1 |
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What would'st thou Boy? | What wouldst thou, boy? | Cym V.v.108.2 |
I loue thee more, and more: thinke more and more | I love thee more and more: think more and more | Cym V.v.109 |
What's best to aske. Know'st him thou look'st on? speak | What's best to ask. Know'st him thou look'st on? Speak, | Cym V.v.110 |
Wilt haue him liue? Is he thy Kin? thy Friend? | Wilt have him live? Is he thy kin? Thy friend? | Cym V.v.111 |
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Wherefore ey'st him so? | Wherefore ey'st him so? | Cym V.v.114.2 |
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I, with all my heart, | Ay, with all my heart, | Cym V.v.116.2 |
And lend my best attention. What's thy name? | And lend my best attention. What's thy name? | Cym V.v.117 |
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Thou'rt my good youth: my Page | Thou'rt my good youth: my page | Cym V.v.118.2 |
Ile be thy Master: walke with me: speake freely. | I'll be thy master: walk with me: speak freely. | Cym V.v.119 |
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Come, stand thou by our side, | Come, stand thou by our side, | Cym V.v.129.2 |
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Make thy demand alowd. Sir, step you forth, | Make thy demand aloud. (to Iachimo) Sir, step you forth, | Cym V.v.130 |
Giue answer to this Boy, and do it freely, | Give answer to this boy, and do it freely, | Cym V.v.131 |
Or by our Greatnesse, and the grace of it | Or, by our greatness and the grace of it – | Cym V.v.132 |
(Which is our Honor) bitter torture shall | Which is our honour – bitter torture shall | Cym V.v.133 |
Winnow the truth from falshood. One speake to him. | Winnow the truth from falsehood. On, speak to him. | Cym V.v.134 |
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That Diamond vpon your Finger, say | That diamond upon your finger, say | Cym V.v.137 |
How came it yours? | How came it yours? | Cym V.v.138 |
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How? me? | How? Me? | Cym V.v.140.2 |
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All that belongs to this. | All that belongs to this. | Cym V.v.147.1 |
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My Daughter? what of hir? Renew thy strength | My daughter? What of her? Renew thy strength: | Cym V.v.150 |
I had rather thou should'st liue, while Nature will, | I had rather thou shouldst live, while Nature will, | Cym V.v.151 |
Then dye ere I heare more: striue man, and speake. | Than die ere I hear more: strive, man, and speak. | Cym V.v.152 |
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I stand on fire. | I stand on fire. | Cym V.v.168.2 |
Come to the matter. | Come to the matter. | Cym V.v.169.1 |
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Nay, nay, to'th'purpose. | Nay, nay, to th' purpose. | Cym V.v.178.2 |
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Does the world go round? | Does the world go round? | Cym V.v.232.2 |
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If this be so, the Gods do meane to strike me | If this be so, the gods do mean to strike me | Cym V.v.234 |
To death, with mortall ioy. | To death with mortal joy. | Cym V.v.235.1 |
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The tune of Imogen. | The tune of Innogen! | Cym V.v.238.2 |
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New matter still. | New matter still. | Cym V.v.243.1 |
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What's this, Cornelius? | What's this, Cornelius? | Cym V.v.248.2 |
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How now, my Flesh? my Childe? | How now, my flesh, my child? | Cym V.v.264.2 |
What, mak'st thou me a dullard in this Act? | What, mak'st thou me a dullard in this act? | Cym V.v.265 |
Wilt thou not speake to me? | Wilt thou not speak to me? | Cym V.v.266.1 |
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My teares that fall | My tears that fall | Cym V.v.268.2 |
Proue holy-water on thee; Imogen, | Prove holy water on thee; Innogen, | Cym V.v.269 |
Thy Mothers dead. | Thy mother's dead. | Cym V.v.270.1 |
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Oh, she was naught; and long of her it was | O, she was naught; and long of her it was | Cym V.v.271 |
That we meet heere so strangely: but her Sonne | That we meet here so strangely: but her son | Cym V.v.272 |
Is gone, we know not how, nor where. | Is gone, we know not how, nor where. | Cym V.v.273.1 |
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Marry, the Gods forefend. | Marry, the gods forfend! | Cym V.v.287.2 |
I would not thy good deeds, should from my lips | I would not thy good deeds should from my lips | Cym V.v.288 |
Plucke a hard sentence: Prythee valiant youth | Pluck a hard sentence: prithee, valiant youth, | Cym V.v.289 |
Deny't againe. | Deny't again. | Cym V.v.290.1 |
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He was a Prince. | He was a prince. | Cym V.v.291 |
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I am sorrow for thee: | I am sorrow for thee: | Cym V.v.297.2 |
By thine owne tongue thou art condemn'd, and must | By thine own tongue thou art condemned, and must | Cym V.v.298 |
Endure our Law: Thou'rt dead. | Endure our law: thou'rt dead. | Cym V.v.299.1 |
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Binde the Offender, | Bind the offender, | Cym V.v.300.2 |
And take him from our presence. | And take him from our presence. | Cym V.v.301.1 |
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Why old Soldier: | Why, old soldier: | Cym V.v.306.2 |
Wilt thou vndoo the worth thou art vnpayd for | Wilt thou undo the worth thou art unpaid for | Cym V.v.307 |
By tasting of our wrath? How of descent | By tasting of our wrath? How of descent | Cym V.v.308 |
As good as we? | As good as we? | Cym V.v.309.1 |
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And thou shalt dye for't. | And thou shalt die for't. | Cym V.v.310.1 |
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What of him? He is a banish'd Traitor. | What of him? He is a banished traitor. | Cym V.v.318 |
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Take him hence, | Take him hence, | Cym V.v.321.2 |
The whole world shall not saue him. | The whole world shall not save him. | Cym V.v.322.1 |
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Nursing of my Sonnes? | Nursing of my sons? | Cym V.v.325.2 |
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How? my Issue. | How? My issue? | Cym V.v.332.2 |
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Thou weep'st, and speak'st: | Thou weep'st, and speak'st: | Cym V.v.353.2 |
The Seruice that you three haue done, is more | The service that you three have done is more | Cym V.v.354 |
Vnlike, then this thou tell'st. I lost my Children, | Unlike than this thou tell'st. I lost my children: | Cym V.v.355 |
If these be they, I know not how to wish | If these be they, I know not how to wish | Cym V.v.356 |
A payre of worthier Sonnes. | A pair of worthier sons. | Cym V.v.357.1 |
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Guiderius had | Guiderius had | Cym V.v.364.2 |
Vpon his necke a Mole, a sanguine Starre, | Upon his neck a mole, a sanguine star; | Cym V.v.365 |
It was a marke of wonder. | It was a mark of wonder. | Cym V.v.366.1 |
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Oh, what am I | O, what am I? | Cym V.v.369.2 |
A Mother to the byrth of three? Nere Mother | A mother to the birth of three? Ne'er mother | Cym V.v.370 |
Reioyc'd deliuerance more: Blest, pray you be, | Rejoiced deliverance more. Blest pray you be, | Cym V.v.371 |
That after this strange starting from your Orbes, | That, after this strange starting from your orbs, | Cym V.v.372 |
You may reigne in them now: Oh Imogen, | You may reign in them now! O Innogen, | Cym V.v.373 |
Thou hast lost by this a Kingdome. | Thou hast lost by this a kingdom. | Cym V.v.374.1 |
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Did you ere meete? | Did you e'er meet? | Cym V.v.379.2 |
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O rare instinct! | O rare instinct! | Cym V.v.382.2 |
When shall I heare all through? This fierce abridgment, | When shall I hear all through? This fierce abridgement | Cym V.v.383 |
Hath to it Circumstantiall branches, which | Hath to it circumstantial branches, which | Cym V.v.384 |
Distinction should be rich in. Where? how liu'd you? | Distinction should be rich in. Where? How lived you? | Cym V.v.385 |
And when came you to serue our Romane Captiue? | And when came you to serve our Roman captive? | Cym V.v.386 |
How parted with your Brother? How first met them? | How parted with your brothers? How first met them? | Cym V.v.387 |
Why fled you from the Court? And whether these? | Why fled you from the court? And whither? These, | Cym V.v.388 |
And your three motiues to the Battaile? with | And your three motives to the battle, with | Cym V.v.389 |
I know not how much more should be demanded, | I know not how much more, should be demanded | Cym V.v.390 |
And all the other by-dependances | And all the other by-dependances, | Cym V.v.391 |
From chance to chance? But nor the Time, nor Place | From chance to chance. But nor the time nor place | Cym V.v.392 |
Will serue our long Interrogatories. See, | Will serve our long inter'gatories. See, | Cym V.v.393 |
Posthumus Anchors vpon Imogen; | Posthumus anchors upon Innogen; | Cym V.v.394 |
And she (like harmlesse Lightning) throwes her eye | And she – like harmless lightning – throws her eye | Cym V.v.395 |
On him: her Brothers, Me: her Master hitting | On him: her brothers, me: her master hitting | Cym V.v.396 |
Each obiect with a Ioy: the Counter-change | Each object with a joy: the counterchange | Cym V.v.397 |
Is seuerally in all. Let's quit this ground, | Is severally in all. Let's quit this ground, | Cym V.v.398 |
And smoake the Temple with our Sacrifices. | And smoke the temple with our sacrifices. | Cym V.v.399 |
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Thou art my Brother, so wee'l hold thee euer. | (to Belarius) Thou art my brother; so we'll hold thee ever. | Cym V.v.400 |
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All ore-ioy'd | All o'erjoyed, | Cym V.v.402.2 |
Saue these in bonds, let them be ioyfull too, | Save these in bonds, let them be joyful too, | Cym V.v.403 |
For they shall taste our Comfort. | For they shall taste our comfort. | Cym V.v.404.1 |
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The forlorne Souldier, that no Nobly fought | The forlorn soldier that so nobly fought, | Cym V.v.406 |
He would haue well becom'd this place, and grac'd | He would have well becomed this place, and graced | Cym V.v.407 |
The thankings of a King. | The thankings of a king. | Cym V.v.408.1 |
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Nobly doom'd: | Nobly doomed! | Cym V.v.421.2 |
Wee'l learne our Freenesse of a Sonne-in-Law: | We'll learn our freeness of a son-in-law: | Cym V.v.422 |
Pardon's the word to all. | Pardon's the word to all. | Cym V.v.423.1 |
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This hath some seeming. | This hath some seeming. | Cym V.v.453.2 |
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Well, | Well, | Cym V.v.459.2 |
My Peace we will begin: And Caius Lucius, | My peace we will begin: and Caius Lucius, | Cym V.v.460 |
Although the Victor, we submit to Casar, | Although the victor, we submit to Caesar, | Cym V.v.461 |
And to the Romane Empire; promising | And to the Roman empire; promising | Cym V.v.462 |
To pay our wonted Tribute, from the which | To pay our wonted tribute, from the which | Cym V.v.463 |
We were disswaded by our wicked Queene, | We were dissuaded by our wicked queen, | Cym V.v.464 |
Whom heauens in Iustice both on her, and hers, | Whom heavens in justice both on her, and hers, | Cym V.v.465 |
Haue laid most heauy hand. | Have laid most heavy hand. | Cym V.v.466 |
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Laud we the Gods, | Laud we the gods, | Cym V.v.477.2 |
And let our crooked Smoakes climbe to their Nostrils | And let our crooked smokes climb to their nostrils | Cym V.v.478 |
From our blest Altars. Publish we this Peace | From our blest altars. Publish we this peace | Cym V.v.479 |
To all our Subiects. Set we forward: Let | To all our subjects. Set we forward: let | Cym V.v.480 |
A Roman, and a Brittish Ensigne waue | A Roman, and a British ensign wave | Cym V.v.481 |
Friendly together: so through Luds-Towne march, | Friendly together: so through Lud's town march, | Cym V.v.482 |
And in the Temple of great Iupiter | And in the temple of great Jupiter | Cym V.v.483 |
Our Peace wee'l ratifie: Seale it with Feasts. | Our peace we'll ratify: seal it with feasts. | Cym V.v.484 |
Set on there: Neuer was a Warre did cease | Set on there! Never was a war did cease – | Cym V.v.485 |
(Ere bloodie hands were wash'd) with such a Peace. | Ere bloody hands were washed – with such a peace. | Cym V.v.486 |