Tag Archives: Posthumus

“‘Cymbeline’, it seems to me, is the most extraordinary play that Shakespeare ever wrote. How does he do it? Staggering!”

Cymbeline Act Five, Part Two By Dennis Abrams ———————————— Let’s end with this from Garber: “Imogen/Fidele’s double identity as woman and boy, Briton and Roman, resurfaces in the climactic political scene of the play (5.6), a scene not unlike the … Continue reading

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“Hang there like fruit, my soul/Till the tree die.”

Cymbeline Act Five, Part One By Dennis Abrams ———————————————- Act Five:  Deep breath:  Convinced that Imogen is dead, Posthumus repents and joins the British side: disguised as a peasant, he saves Iachimo (who doesn’t recognize him).  Belarius and his “sons” … Continue reading

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“‘Cymbeline’ offers the chance to take on an utterly transporting text, sing a song, dance a jig, have a sword fight, play lovers, villains, and fools, and have another sword fight, all before the intermission.”

Cymbeline Act Four, Part Two By Dennis Abrams ————————- Before we probe deeply into Act Five after our New Year’s break and try to figure out exactly what Cymbeline is all about, I thought it might be nice to share … Continue reading

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“Fear no more the heat o’ th’ sun/…Thou thy worldly task hast done,/Home art gone and ta’en thy wages./Golden lads and girls all must,/As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.”

Cymbeline Act Four, Part One By Dennis Abrams —————————- Act Four:  While out hunting, Belarius and his “sons” meet up with Cloten and kill him after he challenges them. Imogen, meanwhile, not feeling well, takes the Queen’s “medicine” provided by … Continue reading

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“We have almost as great an affection for Imogen as she had for Posthumus; and she deserves it better. Of all Shakespeare’s women she is perhaps the most tender and the most artless.”

Cymbeline Act Three, Part Two By Dennis Abrams —————————— From Bloom: “Posthumus, even as an ideogram, is no fun. Shakespeare knew that a play must give pleasure, yet he portrays Posthumus as a very painful character, whose name refers both … Continue reading

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“For mine’s beyond beyond…”

Cymbeline Act Three, Part One By Dennis Abrams ——————————– Act Three:  In Britain, Cymbeline has refused to pay the annual tribute to Rome, to which the Roman ambassador Lucius responds by declaring war. Meanwhile, Pisanio has received a letter from … Continue reading

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“I lodge in fear./Though this is a heavenly angel, hell is here.”

Cymbeline Act Two, Part One By Dennis Abrams  ——— Act Two:  Determined to win his bet, Iachimo asks Imogen to safeguard a large trunk which he (surprise!) hides in, coming out as she sleeps and stealing her bracelet. Returning to … Continue reading

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