With sands that will bear your enemies' boats,
But suck them up to th'topmast. A kind of conquest
Caesar made here, but made not here his brag
Of 'came and saw and overcame'. With shame -
The first that ever touched him - he was carried
From off our coast, twice beaten, and his shipping,
Poor ignorant baubles, on our terrible seas
Like eggshells moved upon their surges, cracked
As easily 'gainst our rocks. For joy whereof,
The fame Cassibelan, who was once at point -
O giglot Fortune! - to master Caesar's sword,
Made Lud's town with rejoicing fires bright,
And Britons strut with courage.
- Queen
Cymbeline is often overlooked. It’s a romance, but not a popular one. Denzel Washington isn’t playing Cymbeline in a black and white film adaptation. Tim Chalamet isn’t appearing as Posthumus on Broadway.
There are plenty of “what’s going on here?” passages in Cymbeline, but then, like above, there are sublime bits of oration.
Maybe skip this play. Maybe don’t.
Ok don’t.
It’s still Shakespeare for goodness sa
Wayne, Shakespeare. Cymbeline Ed3 Arden. N.p.: Bloomsbury Publishing Plc, 2017.