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Society is no comfort to one not sociable

PLAY: Cymbeline
ACT/SCENE: 4.2
SPEAKER: Imogen
CONTEXT:
BELARIUS
You are not well: remain here in the cave;
We’ll come to you after hunting.
ARVIRAGUS
Brother, stay here.
Are we not brothers?
IMOGEN
So man and man should be;
But clay and clay differs in dignity,
Whose dust is both alike. I am very sick.
GUIDERIUS
Go you to hunting; I’ll abide with him.
IMOGEN
So sick I am not, yet I am not well;
But not so citizen a wanton as
To seem to die ere sick: so please you, leave me;
Stick to your journal course: the breach of custom
Is breach of all. I am ill, but your being by me
Cannot amend me; society is no comfort
To one not sociable: I am not very sick,
Since I can reason of it. Pray you, trust me here:
I’ll rob none but myself; and let me die,
Stealing so poorly.

DUTCH:
Gezelschap helpt niet wie niet gezellig is;

MORE:
Proverb: All are of the same dust

Journal course=Daily routine
Citizen a wanton=City-bred (soft) “wanton” spoilt child or indulged and self-indulgent youth
Reason=Speak of it
Compleat:
We are but dust and ashes=Wy zyn niet dan stof en asch
Journal=Dag-register, dag-verhaal
Wanton=Onrein, vuil, ontuchtig
To grow wanton with too much prosperity=In voorspoed weeldrig worden

Topics: wellbeing, emotion and mood, custom, life, status, proverbs and idioms

Categories: custom, Cymbeline, life, status, wellbeing|

So man and man should be; but clay and clay differs in dignity

PLAY: Cymbeline
ACT/SCENE: 4.2
SPEAKER: Imogen
CONTEXT:
BELARIUS
You are not well: remain here in the cave;
We’ll come to you after hunting.
ARVIRAGUS
Brother, stay here.
Are we not brothers?
IMOGEN
So man and man should be;
But clay and clay differs in dignity,
Whose dust is both alike. I am very sick.
GUIDERIUS
Go you to hunting; I’ll abide with him.
IMOGEN
So sick I am not, yet I am not well;
But not so citizen a wanton as
To seem to die ere sick: so please you, leave me;
Stick to your journal course: the breach of custom
Is breach of all. I am ill, but your being by me
Cannot amend me; society is no comfort
To one not sociable: I am not very sick,
Since I can reason of it. Pray you, trust me here:
I’ll rob none but myself; and let me die,
Stealing so poorly.

DUTCH:
Menschen moesten ‘t zijn;
Maar stof en stof verschillen wel in rang,
Hoezeer hun asch gelijk zij.

MORE:
Proverb: All are of the same dust

Journal course=Daily routine
Citizen a wanton=City-bred (soft) “wanton” spoilt child or indulged and self-indulgent youth
Reason=Speak of it
Compleat:
We are but dust and ashes=Wy zyn niet dan stof en asch
Journal=Dag-register, dag-verhaal
Wanton=Onrein, vuil, ontuchtig
To grow wanton with too much prosperity=In voorspoed weeldrig worden

Topics: wellbeing, emotion and mood, custom, life, status, proverbs and idioms

Categories: custom, Cymbeline, life, status, wellbeing|

Stick to your journal course: the breach of custom is breach of all

PLAY: Cymbeline
ACT/SCENE: 4.2
SPEAKER: Imogen
CONTEXT:
BELARIUS
You are not well: remain here in the cave;
We’ll come to you after hunting.
ARVIRAGUS
Brother, stay here.
Are we not brothers?
IMOGEN
So man and man should be;
But clay and clay differs in dignity,
Whose dust is both alike. I am very sick.
GUIDERIUS
Go you to hunting; I’ll abide with him.
IMOGEN
So sick I am not, yet I am not well;
But not so citizen a wanton as
To seem to die ere sick: so please you, leave me;
Stick to your journal course: the breach of custom
Is breach of all. I am ill, but your being by me
Cannot amend me; society is no comfort
To one not sociable: I am not very sick,
Since I can reason of it. Pray you, trust me here:
I’ll rob none but myself; and let me die,
Stealing so poorly.

DUTCH:
Gaat uw gewonen gang; wordt die gestoord,
Licht wordt de mensch ook zelf verstoord.

MORE:
Proverb: All are of the same dust

Journal course=Daily routine
Citizen a wanton=City-bred (soft) “wanton” spoilt child or indulged and self-indulgent youth
Reason=Speak of it
Compleat:
We are but dust and ashes=Wy zyn niet dan stof en asch
Journal=Dag-register, dag-verhaal
Wanton=Onrein, vuil, ontuchtig
To grow wanton with too much prosperity=In voorspoed weeldrig worden

Topics: wellbeing, emotion and mood, custom, life, status, proverbs and idioms

Categories: custom, Cymbeline, life, status, wellbeing|

You know the very road into his kindness, and cannot lose your way

PLAY: Coriolanus
ACT/SCENE: 5.1
SPEAKER: Brutus
CONTEXT:
MENENIUS
Well, and say that Marcius
Return me, as Cominius is return’d,
Unheard; what then?
But as a discontented friend, grief-shot
With his unkindness? say’t be so?
SICINIUS
Yet your good will
Must have that thanks from Rome, after the measure
As you intended well.
MENENIUS
I’ll undertake ‘t:
I think he’ll hear me. Yet, to bite his lip
And hum at good Cominius, much unhearts me.
He was not taken well; he had not dined:
The veins unfill’d, our blood is cold, and then
We pout upon the morning, are unapt
To give or to forgive; but when we have stuff’d
These and these conveyances of our blood
With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls
Than in our priest-like fasts: therefore I’ll watch him
Till he be dieted to my request,
And then I’ll set upon him.
BRUTUS
You know the very road into his kindness,
And cannot lose your way.
MENENIUS
Good faith, I’ll prove him,
Speed how it will. I shall ere long have knowledge
Of my success.

DUTCH:
Gij kent den rechten weg tot zijne goedheid,
En slaat geen dwaalpad in.

MORE:
Grief-shot=Grief-stricken
Bite his lip and hum=Suppress angry comment
After the measure=To the extent
Unhearts=Disheartens
Pout upon the morning=Morning bad mood
Speed how it will=However it turns out
Compleat:
To powt=Een leelyke toot zetten; de lip laaten hangen
To powt=(look gruff, surly): Stuurs, knorrig, gemelyk, zuur zien
To speed=Voortspoeden, voorspoedig zyn, wel gelukken

Topics: grief, anger, wellbeing, emotion and mood

Categories: Coriolanus, emotion and mood, grief, wellbeing|

Exceed the common or be caught wiith cautelous baits and practice

PLAY: Coriolanus
ACT/SCENE: 4.1
SPEAKER: Coriolanus
CONTEXT:
VOLUMNIA
Now the red pestilence strike all trades in Rome,
And occupations perish!
CORIOLANUS
What, what, what!
I shall be loved when I am lack’d. Nay, mother.
Resume that spirit, when you were wont to say,
If you had been the wife of Hercules,
Six of his labours you’ld have done, and saved
Your husband so much sweat. Cominius,
Droop not; adieu. Farewell, my wife, my mother:
I’ll do well yet. Thou old and true Menenius,
Thy tears are salter than a younger man’s,
And venomous to thine eyes. My sometime general,
I have seen thee stem, and thou hast oft beheld
Heart-hardening spectacles; tell these sad women
‘Tis fond to wail inevitable strokes,
As ’tis to laugh at ’em. My mother, you wot well
My hazards still have been your solace: and
Believe’t not lightly— though I go alone,
Like to a lonely dragon, that his fen
Makes fear’d and talk’d of more than seen— your son
Will or exceed the common or be caught
With cautelous baits and practice.
VOLUMNIA
My first son.
Whither wilt thou go? Take good Cominius
With thee awhile: determine on some course,
More than a wild exposture to each chance
That starts i’ the way before thee.

DUTCH:
Uw zoon verheft zich boven al ‘t gemeene,
Of valt door list en sluw verraad.

MORE:
Hercules=Son of Zeus, known for his strength (e.g. Herculean tasks)
Salter=Saltier
Wot=Know
Fen=Swamp
Cautelous=Deceitful
Practice=Intrigues
Compleat:
Wot=Weet
Fen=Veen, moeras
Cautelous=Crafty, false; cautious
Practice=(underhand dealing, intrigue, plot) Praktyk, bedekten handel, list

Topics: wellbeing, age/experience, risk, courage

Categories: Coriolanus, courage, risk, wellbeing|

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