Cymbeline, King of Britain Quotes

POSTHUMUSTo your so infinite loss, so in our triflesI still win of you. For my sake wear this.It is a manacle of love. I'll place itUpon this fairest prisoner. (1.1.141-144)

IMOGEN Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant Can tickle where she wounds! (1.1.98-99)

IMOGENO, blessèd, that I might not! I chose an eagleAnd did avoid a puttock.CYMBELINEThou took'st a beggar, wouldst have made my throneA seat for baseness. (1.1.167-170)

POSTHUMUSYou gentle gods, give me but this I have, And sear up my embracements from a next With bonds of death. (1.1.135-137)

QUEEN I will be known your advocate. Marry, yet The fire of rage is in him, and 'twere good You leaned unto his sentence with what patience Your wisdom may inform you. (1.1.87-90)

FIRST GENTLEMAN He had two sons—if this be worth your hearing, Mark it—the eldest of them at three years old, I' th' swathing clothes the other, from their nursery Were stol'n, and to this hour...

IACHIMO If she went before others I have seen, as that diamond of yours outlusters many I have beheld, I could not but believe she excelled many. But I have not seen the most precious diamond...

IMOGEN My lord, I fear, Has forgot Britain. (1.6.133-134)