Plays

⊕    A Christian turned Turk
⊕    A Game at Chess: A Later Form
⊕    A Mad World, My Masters
⊕    A Maidenhead Well Lost
⊕    A Midsummer Night's Dream
⊕    A Yorkshire Tragedy
⊕    Aglaura
⊕    Albumazar: A Comedy
⊕    All Fools
⊕    All's Well that Ends Well
⊕    Antonio and Mellida
⊕    Antonio's Revenge
⊕    Antony and Cleopatra
⊕    As You Like It
⊕    Bartholomew Fair
⊕    Bird in a Cage
⊕    Brennoralt
⊕    Bussy d'Ambois
⊕    Caesar and Pompey
⊕    Campaspe
⊕    Catiline
⊕    Cleopatra
⊕    Comus
⊕    Contention for Honour and Riches
⊕    Coriolanus
⊕    Cymbeline
⊕    Cynthia's Revels
⊕    Dutch Courtesan
⊕    Epicoene
⊕    Every Man in his Humour
⊕    Every Man out of his Humour
⊕    Hamlet
⊕    Henry IV, part 1
⊕    Henry IV, part 2
⊕    Henry V (Q1)
⊕    Henry VI, part 1
⊕    Henry VI, part 2
⊕    Henry VI, part 3
⊕    Henry VIII
⊕    Hyde Park
⊕    Hymen's Triumph
⊕    Jack Drum's Entertainment
⊕    Julius Caesar
⊕    King John
⊕    King Lear
⊕    Locrine
⊕    Love In its Ecstasy: Or, the large Prerogative
⊕    Love Tricks, or The School of Compliments
⊕    Love's Labour's Lost
⊕    Loves Metamorphosis
⊕    Macbeth
⊕    Measure for Measure
⊕    Merry Wives of Windsor
⊕    Much Ado About Nothing
⊕    Mustapha
⊕    not in source
⊕    Othello
⊕    Pericles
⊕    Philaster
⊕    Philotas
⊕    Poetaster
⊕    Richard II
⊕    Richard III
⊕    Romeo and Juliet
⊕    Satiro-mastix: or, The Untrussing of the humorous poet
⊕    Sejanus His Fall
⊕    Sir Giles Goosecap
⊕    Sophonisba
⊕    Taming of the Shrew
⊕    The Atheist's Tragedy
⊕    The Blind Beggar of Alexandria
⊕    The Bondman
⊕    The Case is Altered
⊕    The Changes, or Love in a Maze
⊕    The Comedy of Errors
⊕    The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron
⊕    The Custom of the Country
⊕    The Devil's Law Case
⊕    The Elder Brother
⊕    The Fancies, Chaste and Noble
⊕    The Fawn
⊕    The Goblins
⊕    The Golden Age
⊕    The Grateful Servant
⊕    The Great Duke of Florence
⊕    The Gypsies Metamorphosed
⊕    The Honest Whore, Part I
⊕    The Insatiate Countess
⊕    The Lady of May
⊕    The Little French Lawyer
⊕    The Mad Lover
⊕    The Maid of Honour
⊕    The Malcontent
⊕    The Martyred Souldier
⊕    The Merchant of Venice
⊕    The Miseries of Inforc't Marriage
⊕    The Nice Valour
⊕    The Phoenix
⊕    The Puritan Widow
⊕    The Raging Turk
⊕    The Rival Friends
⊕    The Royal Master
⊕    The Royal Slave
⊕    The Sophy
⊕    The Spanish Curate
⊕    The Staple of News
⊕    The Tempest
⊕    The Tragedy of Nero
⊕    The Traitor
⊕    The Valiant Scot
⊕    The Virgin Widow
⊕    The Wedding
⊕    The White Devil
⊕    The Widow
⊕    The Wonder of a Kingdom
⊕    Timon of Athens
⊕    Titus Andronicus
⊕    Troilus and Cressida
⊕    Twelfth Night
⊕    Two Gentlemen of Verona
⊕    Volpone
⊕    What You Will
⊕    Winter's Tale

Cymbeline - Results found: 36

A thing too bad for bad Report—
By First Gentleman, in Cymbeline (TLN23-24), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
-- puts to him all the Learnings that his time Could make him the receiver of;
which he took, as we do Air, fast as 'twas minister'd.
And in's spring became a Harvest- lived in Court
A Sample to the youngest, to the more mature a Glass,
and to the Graver a Child that guids Dotards—
By First Gentleman, in Cymbeline (TLN52-59), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
(parting
There cannot be a pinch in Death more sharp than this
By Imogen, in Cymbeline (TLN156-157), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
He is a Man worth any Woman. overbuys me
By Imogen, in Cymbeline (TLN177-178), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
-- though the Catalogue of his Endowments, had been tabled by his side & I peruse him by Items
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN320-322), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
His Fortunes all lie speechles & his Name is at last gasp—
By Queen, in Cymbeline (TLN552-553), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
-- laughs from ’s’s free Lungs, cries 'O
Can my sides hold (he cries) to think, that ---
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN671-672), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
You recoil from y our great Stock:
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN742-743), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
be revenged?
By Imogen, in Cymbeline (TLN745), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
or she
that bore you, was no Queen.
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN742), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
Such a holy Witch, That he enchants societies into him;
Half all men's Hearts are his_
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN784-786), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
Some dozen Romans of us and your lord the best feather in our wing
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN806-807), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
her son cannot take two from twenty for his Heart and
Leave eighteen—
By Second Lord, in Cymbeline (TLN890-892), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
O Sleep, thou Ape of Death, lie dull upon her!
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN938), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
the enclosed
Lights now canopied under these windows, white, azure- laced, with
blue of Heaven’s own tinct.
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN928-930), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
Swift! Swift! you Dragons of the Night;
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN955), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Reply
The South Fog rot him
By Cloten, in Cymbeline (TLN1109), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Never saw I Figures, so likely to report themselves The Cutter
was as another Nr&235;Nature, dumb outwent her, motion, & Breath left out.
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN1246-1249), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
our voices have got the mannish Crack.
By Arviragus, in Cymbeline (TLN2548-2549), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Our crows shall fare the better for you,
& there’s an end.
By Cloten, in Cymbeline (TLN1462), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Damn'd paper! black as the Ink, that s on thee.
By Pisanio, in Cymbeline (TLN1487-1488), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
(opening a letter)
Good wax thy leave!
By Imogen, in Cymbeline (TLN1504), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
I need to draw my sword: the paper
hath cut her throat already.
By Pisanio, in Cymbeline (TLN1703-1704), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Flow, flow, you heavenly Blessings, on her.
By Pisanio, in Cymbeline (TLN2077-2078), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
The Night to the Owl, the Morn to th’ Lark less welcome
By Arviragus, in Cymbeline (TLN2192), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
it is not vainglory, for a Man, & his Glass to confer
in his own chamber.
By Cloten, in Cymbeline (TLN2225-2226), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
It is great morning. Come, away!--
By Belarius, in Cymbeline (TLN2324), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Why I should yield to thee.
By Cloten, in Cymbeline (TLN2348), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Have not I an arm as big as thine? a Heart
as big? Thy Words, I grant, are bigger: for I wear not
my Dagger in mouth.
By Guiderius, in Cymbeline (TLN2344-2347), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Thy Tailor rascal, who is thy Grandfather: He made those clothes,
which (as it seems) make thee.
By Guiderius, in Cymbeline (TLN2351-2353), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Not Hercules could have knock'd out his Brains; for he had none.
By Guiderius, in Cymbeline (TLN2397-2398), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Upon a time; (unhappy was the Clock that struck the Hour)
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN3432-3433), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Than I did truly find her, stakes this ring; And would so, had it been a carbuncle Of Phoebus' wheel,
By Iachimo, in Cymbeline (TLN3469-3471), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
--broke mine eye-strings, crack'd them but to look upon him.
By Imogen, in Cymbeline (TLN285-286), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Morn, at Noon, at midnight to encounter me with Oriçons; for
then I am in Heaven for him.
By Imogen, in Cymbeline (TLN300-302), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Idem 855


By Cloten, in Cymbeline (TLN), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 53, f.43