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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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the character name is "Poet."
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Cymbeline
[I, 1] |
Posthumus Leonatus |
111 |
My queen! my mistress!
O lady, weep no more, lest I give cause
To be suspected of more tenderness
Than doth become a man. I will remain
The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth:
My residence in Rome at one Philario's,
Who to my father was a friend, to me
Known but by letter: thither write, my queen,
And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you send,
Though ink be made of gall.
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2 |
Cymbeline
[I, 1] |
Posthumus Leonatus |
140 |
How, how! another?
You gentle gods, give me but this I have,
And sear up my embracements from a next
With bonds of death!
[Putting on the ring]
Remain, remain thou here
While sense can keep it on. And, sweetest, fairest,
As I my poor self did exchange for you,
To your so infinite loss, so in our trifles
I still win of you: for my sake wear this;
It is a manacle of love; I'll place it
Upon this fairest prisoner.
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3 |
Cymbeline
[I, 1] |
Queen |
225 |
This hath been
Your faithful servant: I dare lay mine honour
He will remain so.
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4 |
Cymbeline
[I, 4] |
Posthumus Leonatus |
470 |
I embrace these conditions; let us have articles
betwixt us. Only, thus far you shall answer: if
you make your voyage upon her and give me directly
to understand you have prevailed, I am no further
your enemy; she is not worth our debate: if she
remain unseduced, you not making it appear
otherwise, for your ill opinion and the assault you
have made to her chastity you shall answer me with
your sword.
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5 |
Cymbeline
[II, 3] |
Cloten |
987 |
I would this music would come: I am advised to give
her music o' mornings; they say it will penetrate.
[Enter Musicians]
Come on; tune: if you can penetrate her with your
fingering, so; we'll try with tongue too: if none
will do, let her remain; but I'll never give o'er.
First, a very excellent good-conceited thing;
after, a wonderful sweet air, with admirable rich
words to it: and then let her consider.
[SONG]
Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes:
With every thing that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise.
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6 |
Cymbeline
[II, 4] |
Posthumus Leonatus |
1171 |
Fear it not, sir: I would I were so sure
To win the king as I am bold her honour
Will remain hers.
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7 |
Cymbeline
[III, 1] |
Cymbeline |
1503 |
I know your master's pleasure and he mine:
All the remain is 'Welcome!'
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8 |
Cymbeline
[IV, 2] |
Belarius |
2316 |
[To IMOGEN] You are not well: remain here in the cave;
We'll come to you after hunting.
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9 |
Cymbeline
[IV, 3] |
Pisanio |
2870 |
I heard no letter from my master since
I wrote him Imogen was slain: 'tis strange:
Nor hear I from my mistress who did promise
To yield me often tidings: neither know I
What is betid to Cloten; but remain
Perplex'd in all. The heavens still must work.
Wherein I am false I am honest; not true, to be true.
These present wars shall find I love my country,
Even to the note o' the king, or I'll fall in them.
All other doubts, by time let them be clear'd:
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steer'd.
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