Monologues in Shakespeare's Cymbeline

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Cymbeline

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Character	First Line	Act & Sc
Queen Verse Cymbeline	Weeps she still, sayst thou? Dost thou think in time	I v 57
Imogen Verse Cymbeline	I did not take my leave of him, but had	I iii 33
Imogen Verse Cymbeline	Away! I do condemn mine ears that have	I vi 165
Queen Verse Cymbeline	That opportunity Which then they had to take from 's, to resume	III i 19
Imogen Verse Cymbeline	Who? thy lord? that is my lord, Leonatus!	III ii 29
Imogen Verse Cymbeline	Thou told'st me, when we came from horse, the place	III iv 1
Imogen Verse Cymbeline	I false! Thy conscience witness! Iachimo,	III iv 39
Imogen Verse Cymbeline	Why, I must die; And if I do not by thy hand, thou art	III iv 70
Imogen Verse Cymbeline	I see a man's life is a tedious one	III vi 1
Imogen Verse Cymbeline	Yes, sir, to Milford-Haven; which is the way?	IV ii 363
Cymbeline Verse Cymbeline	O rare instinct! When shall I hear all through? This fierce abridgment	V v 460
Iachimo Verse Cymbeline	The crickets sing, and man's o'erlabour'd sense	II ii 15
Pisanio Verse Cymbeline	How! of adultery! Wherefore write you not	III ii 3
Belarius Verse Cymbeline	Now for our mountain sport. Up to yond hill;	III III 14
Belarius Verse - intercut Cymbeline	How do you speak! Did you but know the city's usuries	III iii 49
Cymbeline Verse Cymbeline	O rare instinct! When shall I hear all through? This fierce abridgment	V v 460
Cloten Prose Cymbeline	I am near to the place where they should meet	IV i 1
Posthumus Verse Cymbeline	Yea, bloody cloth, I'll keep thee, for I wish'd	V i 1
Posthumus Verse - intercut Cymbeline	No blame be to you, sir; for all was lost,	V iii 7
Posthumus Verse Cymbeline	Still going? - This is a lord! O noble misery!	V iii
Posthumus Verse Cymbeline	Most welcome, bondage! for thou art away	V iv 5
Jupiter Verse Cymbeline	No more you petty spirits of region low	V iv 98
Posthumus Verse Cymbeline	Sleep, thou hast been a grandsire and begot	V iv 128
Lucius Verse Cymbeline	Consider, sir, the chance of war, the day	V v 91
Iachimo Verse Cymbeline	Upon a time - unhappy was the clock	V v 184
Posthumus Verse Cymbeline	Ay, so thou dost Italian friend! Ay, most credulous fool,	V v 244
Belarius Verse Cymbeline	So sure as you your father's. I, old Morgan,	V v 402
Posthumus Verse Cymbeline	Is there no way for men to be, but women	II v 4

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