Quotes from Cymbeline — William Shakespeare
1564–1616 England
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Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness.
Society is no comfort
To one not sociable.
My circumstances
Being so near the truth as I will make them,
Must first induce you to believe.
There is gold for you.
Sell me your good report.
Often, to our comfort, shall we find
The sharded beetle in a safer hold
Than is the full-wing'd eagle.
Against self-slaughter
There is a prohibition so divine
That cravens my weak hand.
It is a basilisk unto mine eye,
Kills me to look on't.
Thou villain base,
Know'st me not by my clothes?
Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant
Can tickle where she wounds!
O most delicate fiend!
Who is't can read a woman?
Your cause doth strike my heart.
Great griefs, I see, medicine the less.
With his eyes in flood with laughter.
Our Jovial star reign'd at his birth.
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