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Cymbeline Literary Quotes(1611) - William ShakespeareRating Mail
Lest the bargain should catch cold and starve.
[Act I: Iachimo, scene iv]
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His fortunes all lie speechless, and his name
Is at last gasp.
[Act I: Queen, scene v]
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Boldness be my friend!
Arm me, audacity, from head to foot!
[Act I: Iachimo, scene vi]
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Every Jack-slave hath his belly-full of fighting.
[Act II: Cloten, scene i]
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The crickets sing, and man's o'er-labour'd sense
Repairs itself by rest.
[Act II: Iachimo, scene ii]
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How bravely thou becom'st thy bed, fresh lily.
[Act II: Iachimo, scene ii]
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'Tis her breathing that
Perfumes the chamber thus.
[Act II: Iachimo, scene ii]
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The most patient man in loss, the most coldest that ever turned up ace.
[Act II: 1 Lord, scene iii]
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Hark! hark! The lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chalic'd flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes;
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise.
[Act II: Cloten, scene iii]
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As chaste as unsunn'd snow.
[Act II: Posthumus, scene v]
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Some griefs are med'cinable.
[Act III: Imogen, scene ii]
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Richer, than doing nothing for a bribe;
Prouder, than rustling in unpaid-for silk.
[Act III: Belarius, scene iii]
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Our cage We make a choir, as doth the prison'd bird And sing our bondage freely.
[Act III: Arviragus, scene iii]
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The art o' the court,
As hard to leave as keep; whose top to climb
Is certain falling, or so slippery that
The fear’s as bad as falling.
[Act III: Belarius, scene iii]
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The game is up!
[Act III: Belarius, scene iii]
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Tis slander,
Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue
Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath
Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie
All corners of the world.
[Act III: Pisanio, scene iv]
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Some jay of Italy,
Whose mother was her painting, hath betray’d him:
Poor I am stale, a garment out of fashion.
[Act III: Imogen, scene iv]
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It is no act of common passage, but
A strain of rareness.
[Act III: Imogen, scene iv]
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I have not slept one wink.
[Act III: Pisanio, scene iv]
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Thou art all the comfort
The gods will diet me with.
[Act III: Imogen, scene iv]
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Weariness
Can snore upon the flint, when resty sloth
Finds the down pillow hard.
[Act III: Belarius, scene vi]
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By Jupiter, an angel! or, if not,
An earthly paragon! Behold divineness
No elder than a boy.
[Act III: Belarius, scene vi]
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Triumphs for nothing, and lamenting toys,
Is jollity for apes and grief for boys.
[Act IV: Guiderius, scene ii]
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I thought he slept, and put
My clouted brogues from off my feet.
[Act IV: Arviragus, scene ii]
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With fairest flowers,
Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele,
I'll sweeten thy sad grave; thou shall not lack
The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor
The azur'd harebell, like thy veins.
[Act IV: Arviragus, scene ii]
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