QUOTES FROM THE BARD

PLAY: Cymbeline
ACT/SCENE: 5.5
SPEAKER: Iachimo
CONTEXT:
IACHIMO
Thou’lt torture me to leave unspoken that
Which, to be spoke, would torture thee.
CYMBELINE
How! me?
IACHIMO
I am glad to be constrain’d to utter that
Which torments me to conceal. By villainy
I got this ring: ’twas Leonatus’ jewel;
Whom thou didst banish; and—which more may grieve thee,
As it doth me—a nobler sir ne’er lived
‘Twixt sky and ground. Wilt thou hear more, my lord?
CYMBELINE
All that belongs to this.
IACHIMO
That paragon, thy daughter,—
For whom my heart drops blood, and my false spirits
Quail to remember—Give me leave; I faint.

DUTCH:
Gij wilt mij folt’ren, als ik dat verzwijg,
Wat, als ik sprak, u folt’ren zou.

MORE:
Constrained=Forced
Quail=Shrink, cringe
Compleat:
Constrained=Bedwongen, gedrongen, gepraamd
To quail=Weerhouden, beteugelen; saamenrunnen, verflaauwen

Topics: language, secrecy, honesty