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Cymbeline
[II, 3] |
Messenger |
1037 |
So like you, sir, ambassadors from Rome;
The one is Caius Lucius.
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2 |
Cymbeline
[II, 4] |
Philario |
1180 |
Your very goodness and your company
O'erpays all I can do. By this, your king
Hath heard of great Augustus: Caius Lucius
Will do's commission throughly: and I think
He'll grant the tribute, send the arrearages,
Or look upon our Romans, whose remembrance
Is yet fresh in their grief.
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3 |
Cymbeline
[II, 4] |
Philario |
1216 |
Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court
When you were there?
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4 |
Cymbeline
[III, 1] |
(stage directions) |
1408 |
[Enter in state, CYMBELINE, QUEEN, CLOTEN,]
and Lords at one door, and at another,
CAIUS LUCIUS and Attendants]
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5 |
Cymbeline
[III, 1] |
Cymbeline |
1485 |
Thou art welcome, Caius.
Thy Caesar knighted me; my youth I spent
Much under him; of him I gather'd honour;
Which he to seek of me again, perforce,
Behoves me keep at utterance. I am perfect
That the Pannonians and Dalmatians for
Their liberties are now in arms; a precedent
Which not to read would show the Britons cold:
So Caesar shall not find them.
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6 |
Cymbeline
[V, 5] |
Cymbeline |
3441 |
Mine eyes
Were not in fault, for she was beautiful;
Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart,
That thought her like her seeming; it had
been vicious
To have mistrusted her: yet, O my daughter!
That it was folly in me, thou mayst say,
And prove it in thy feeling. Heaven mend all!
[Enter LUCIUS, IACHIMO, the Soothsayer, and other]
Roman Prisoners, guarded; POSTHUMUS LEONATUS
behind, and IMOGEN]
Thou comest not, Caius, now for tribute that
The Britons have razed out, though with the loss
Of many a bold one; whose kinsmen have made suit
That their good souls may be appeased with slaughter
Of you their captives, which ourself have granted:
So think of your estate.
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7 |
Cymbeline
[V, 5] |
Cymbeline |
3931 |
Well
My peace we will begin. And, Caius Lucius,
Although the victor, we submit to Caesar,
And to the Roman empire; promising
To pay our wonted tribute, from the which
We were dissuaded by our wicked queen;
Whom heavens, in justice, both on her and hers,
Have laid most heavy hand.
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