| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| No faith: not so much as his patience. | No, faith: not so much as his patience. | Cym I.iii.7 |
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| His Steele was in debt, it went o'th'Backe-side | His steel was in debt, it went o'th' backside | Cym I.iii.11 |
| the Towne. | the town. | Cym I.iii.12 |
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| No, but he fled forward still, toward | No, but he fled forward still, toward | Cym I.iii.14 |
| your face. | your face. | Cym I.iii.15 |
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| As many Inches, as you haue Oceans | As many inches as you have oceans. | Cym I.iii.19 |
| (Puppies.) | Puppies! | Cym I.iii.20 |
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| So would I, till you had measur'd how | So would I, till you had measured how | Cym I.iii.22 |
| long a Foole you were vpon the ground. | long a fool you were upon the ground. | Cym I.iii.23 |
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| If it be a sin to make a true election, she | If it be a sin to make a true election, she | Cym I.iii.25 |
| is damn'd. | is damned. | Cym I.iii.26 |
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| She shines not vpon Fooles, least the reflection | She shines not upon fools, lest the reflection | Cym I.iii.30 |
| Should hurt her. | should hurt her. | Cym I.iii.31 |
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| I wish not so, vnlesse it had bin the fall | I wish not so, unless it had been the fall | Cym I.iii.34 |
| of an Asse, which is no great hurt. | of an ass, which is no great hurt. | Cym I.iii.35 |
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| Well my Lord. | Well my lord. | Cym I.iii.39 |
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| If his wit had bin like him that broke | If his wit had been like him that broke | Cym II.i.9 |
| it: it would haue run all out. | it, it would have run all out. | Cym II.i.10 |
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| No my Lord; nor crop the eares of them. | No, my lord; (aside) nor crop the ears of them. | Cym II.i.13 |
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| To haue smell'd like a Foole. | To have smelt like a fool. | Cym II.i.16 |
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| You are Cocke and Capon too, and you | You are cock and capon too, and you | Cym II.i.23 |
| crow Cock, with your combe on. | crow, cock, with your comb on. | Cym II.i.24 |
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| It is not fit you Lordship should vndertake | It is not fit your lordship should undertake | Cym II.i.26 |
| euery Companion, that you giue offence too. | every companion that you give offence to. | Cym II.i.27 |
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| I, it is fit for your Lordship onely. | Ay, it is fit for your lordship only. | Cym II.i.30 |
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| He's a strange Fellow himselfe, and | He's a strange fellow himself, and | Cym II.i.35 |
| knowes it not. | knows it not. | Cym II.i.36 |
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| You cannot derogate my Lord. | You cannot derogate, my lord. | Cym II.i.44 |
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| You are a Foole graunted, therefore your | You are a fool granted, therefore your | Cym II.i.46 |
| Issues being foolish do not derogate. | issues being foolish do not derogate. | Cym II.i.47 |
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| Ile attend your Lordship. | I'll attend your lordship. | Cym II.i.50 |
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| That such a craftie Diuell as is his Mother | That such a crafty devil as is his mother | Cym II.i.51 |
| Should yeild the world this Asse: A woman, that | Should yield the world this ass! A woman that | Cym II.i.52 |
| Beares all downe with her Braine, and this her Sonne, | Bears all down with her brain, and this her son | Cym II.i.53 |
| Cannot take two from twenty for his heart, | Cannot take two from twenty, for his heart, | Cym II.i.54 |
| And leaue eighteene. Alas poore Princesse, | And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess, | Cym II.i.55 |
| Thou diuine Imogen, what thou endur'st, | Thou divine Innogen, what thou endur'st, | Cym II.i.56 |
| Betwixt a Father by thy Step-dame gouern'd, | Betwixt a father by thy stepdame governed, | Cym II.i.57 |
| A Mother hourely coyning plots: A Wooer, | A mother hourly coining plots, a wooer | Cym II.i.58 |
| More hatefull then the foule expulsion is | More hateful than the foul expulsion is | Cym II.i.59 |
| Of thy deere Husband. Then that horrid Act | Of thy dear husband, than that horrid act | Cym II.i.60 |
| Of the diuorce, heel'd make the Heauens hold firme | Of the divorce, he'ld make. The heavens hold firm | Cym II.i.61 |
| The walls of thy deere Honour. Keepe vnshak'd | The walls of thy dear honour, keep unshaked | Cym II.i.62 |
| That Temple thy faire mind, that thou maist stand | That temple, thy fair mind, that thou mayst stand, | Cym II.i.63 |
| T'enioy thy banish'd Lord: and this great Land. | T' enjoy thy banished lord and this great land! | Cym II.i.64 |
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| Heere comes the King. | Here comes the king. | Cym II.iii.30 |
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| CLOTEN and LORDS | |
| we do. | We do. | Cym III.i.54.2 |