QUOTES FROM THE BARD

PLAY: Cymbeline
ACT/SCENE: 5.4
SPEAKER: Jupiter
CONTEXT:
JUPITER
No more, you petty spirits of region low,
Offend our hearing; hush! How dare you ghosts
Accuse the thunderer, whose bolt, you know,
Sky-planted batters all rebelling coasts?
Poor shadows of Elysium, hence, and rest
Upon your never-withering banks of flowers:
Be not with mortal accidents opprest;
No care of yours it is; you know ’tis ours.
Whom best I love I cross; to make my gift,
The more delay’d, delighted. Be content;
Your low-laid son our godhead will uplift:
His comforts thrive, his trials well are spent.
Our Jovial star reign’d at his birth, and in
Our temple was he married. Rise, and fade.
He shall be lord of lady Imogen,
And happier much by his affliction made.
This tablet lay upon his breast, wherein
Our pleasure his full fortune doth confine:
And so, away: no further with your din
Express impatience, lest you stir up mine.
Mount, eagle, to my palace crystalline.

DUTCH:
Gaat nu, en ducht mijn toorn, vervangt gij niet
Uw ongeduld door passende eerbetooning. —
Stijg, aad’laar, op naar mijn kristallen woning.

MORE:
Shadows=Ghosts
Elysium=Heaven
Accidents=Events
Jovial star=Jupiter
Tablet=Inscription
Compleat:
Shadow=Schim
Accident=Een toeval, quaal, aankleefsel
Jovial=Ref to Jove, or Jupiter
Tblet=Zakboekje

Topics: language, insult, blame, marriage