QUOTES FROM THE BARD

PLAY: Cymbeline
ACT/SCENE: 5.5
SPEAKER: Cymbeline
CONTEXT:
CYMBELINE
Stand by my side, you whom the gods have made
Preservers of my throne. Woe is my heart
That the poor soldier that so richly fought,
Whose rags shamed gilded arms, whose naked breast
Stepp’d before targes of proof, cannot be found:
He shall be happy that can find him, if
Our grace can make him so.
BELARIUS
I never saw
Such noble fury in so poor a thing;
Such precious deeds in one that promises nought
But beggary and poor looks.
CYMBELINE
No tidings of him?
PISANIO
He hath been search’d among the dead and living,
But no trace of him.

DUTCH:
Ik zag nooit
Zoo eed’le drift in zulk een armen dos,
Zoo wond’re daán van een, bij wien ellende
En nooddruft scheen te wonen.

MORE:
Naked=Bare, unprotected
Targes=Shields
Grace=Favour
Searched=Sought
Compleat:
Naked (disarmed)=Ongewapend, weerloos
Target=Een ouderwetse schild
Grace=Gunst, bevalligheid

Topics: courage, poverty and wealth