King Lear ; Cymbeline ; Titus AndronicusBradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1867 |
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... IMOGEN , daughter to Cymbeline by a former Queen . HELEN , a lady attending on Imogen . Lords , Ladies , Roman Senators , Tribunes , Officers , Soldiers , Musicians , Messengers , and other At- tendants . Apparitions . SCENE , -BRITAIN ...
... IMOGEN , daughter to Cymbeline by a former Queen . HELEN , a lady attending on Imogen . Lords , Ladies , Roman Senators , Tribunes , Officers , Soldiers , Musicians , Messengers , and other At- tendants . Apparitions . SCENE , -BRITAIN ...
136 psl.
... IMOGEN . Queen . No , be assured , you shall not find me , daughter , After the slander of most step - mothers , Evil - eyed unto you : you are my prisoner , but Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys That lock up your restraint . For ...
... IMOGEN . Queen . No , be assured , you shall not find me , daughter , After the slander of most step - mothers , Evil - eyed unto you : you are my prisoner , but Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys That lock up your restraint . For ...
137 psl.
... Imogen is dead . Post . How ! how ! another ? -- You gentle gods , give me but this I have , And sear up my embracements from a next With bonds of death ! -Remain , remain thou here [ Putting on the ring . While sense can keep it on ...
... Imogen is dead . Post . How ! how ! another ? -- You gentle gods , give me but this I have , And sear up my embracements from a next With bonds of death ! -Remain , remain thou here [ Putting on the ring . While sense can keep it on ...
142 psl.
... IMOGEN and PISANIO . Imo . I would thou grew'st unto the shores o ' the haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write , And I not have it , ' twere a paper lost As offer'd mercy is . What was the last That he spake to thee ...
... IMOGEN and PISANIO . Imo . I would thou grew'st unto the shores o ' the haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write , And I not have it , ' twere a paper lost As offer'd mercy is . What was the last That he spake to thee ...
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... IMOGEN . Imo . A father cruel , and a step - dame false ; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady , That hath her husband banish'd ; -O , that husband ! My supreme crown of grief ! and those repeated Vexations of it ! Had I been thief ...
... IMOGEN . Imo . A father cruel , and a step - dame false ; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady , That hath her husband banish'd ; -O , that husband ! My supreme crown of grief ! and those repeated Vexations of it ! Had I been thief ...
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
Aaron Andronicus art thou ARVIRAGUS Bassianus BELARIUS blood Britons brother Cæsar CHIRON Cloten Cordelia Corn CYMBELINE daughter dead dear death Demet doth duke of Cornwall EDGAR Edmund emperor empress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fool friends Gent give Gloster gods GONERIL Goths grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Iach IACHIMO Imogen Jupiter Kent king lady Lavinia Lear Leonatus letter live look lord Lucius madam Marc Marcus master mistress night noble nuncle Pisanio poison'd poor Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Regan revenge Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE sister sons sorrow speak Stew sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Titus TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue traitor Tribunes villain
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