Speeches (Lines) for All in "Cymbeline, King of Britain"

Total: 1
# Act / Scene Speech text
1 V / 4
  • Thanks, Jupiter!
  • Thanks, Jupiter!
  • Sicilius Leonatus. He came in thunder; his celestial breath
    Was sulphurous to smell: the holy eagle
    Stoop'd as to foot us: his ascension is
    More sweet than our blest fields: his royal bird
    Prunes the immortal wing and cloys his beak,
    As when his god is pleased.

    All. Thanks, Jupiter!


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