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All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 1] |
Lafeu |
662 |
Then here's a man stands, that has brought his pardon.
I would you had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy,
And that at my bidding you could so stand up.
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2 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 2] |
Clown |
831 |
Truly, madam, if God have lent a man any manners, he
may easily put it off at court: he that cannot make
a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand and say nothing,
has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap; and indeed
such a fellow, to say precisely, were not for the
court; but for me, I have an answer will serve all
men.
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3 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 3] |
King of France |
1008 |
Know'st thou not, Bertram,
What she has done for me?
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4 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 3] |
King of France |
1012 |
Thou know'st she has raised me from my sickly bed.
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5 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 3] |
Parolles |
1199 |
Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it. 'Tis hard:
A young man married is a man that's marr'd:
Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go:
The king has done you wrong: but, hush, 'tis so.
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6 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 4] |
Clown |
1206 |
She is not well; but yet she has her health: she's
very merry; but yet she is not well: but thanks be
given, she's very well and wants nothing i', the
world; but yet she is not well.
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7 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 2] |
First Gentleman |
1496 |
Indeed, good lady,
The fellow has a deal of that too much,
Which holds him much to have.
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8 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 2] |
Helena |
1509 |
'Till I have no wife, I have nothing in France.'
Nothing in France, until he has no wife!
Thou shalt have none, Rousillon, none in France;
Then hast thou all again. Poor lord! is't I
That chase thee from thy country and expose
Those tender limbs of thine to the event
Of the none-sparing war? and is it I
That drive thee from the sportive court, where thou
Wast shot at with fair eyes, to be the mark
Of smoky muskets? O you leaden messengers,
That ride upon the violent speed of fire,
Fly with false aim; move the still-peering air,
That sings with piercing; do not touch my lord.
Whoever shoots at him, I set him there;
Whoever charges on his forward breast,
I am the caitiff that do hold him to't;
And, though I kill him not, I am the cause
His death was so effected: better 'twere
I met the ravin lion when he roar'd
With sharp constraint of hunger; better 'twere
That all the miseries which nature owes
Were mine at once. No, come thou home, Rousillon,
Whence honour but of danger wins a scar,
As oft it loses all: I will be gone;
My being here it is that holds thee hence:
Shall I stay here to do't? no, no, although
The air of paradise did fan the house
And angels officed all: I will be gone,
That pitiful rumour may report my flight,
To consolate thine ear. Come, night; end, day!
For with the dark, poor thief, I'll steal away.
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9 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 4] |
Countess |
1559 |
Alas! and would you take the letter of her?
Might you not know she would do as she has done,
By sending me a letter? Read it again.
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10 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 5] |
Diana |
1609 |
They say the French count has done most honourable service.
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11 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 5] |
Widow |
1610 |
It is reported that he has taken their greatest
commander; and that with his own hand he slew the
duke's brother.
[Tucket]
We have lost our labour; they are gone a contrary
way: hark! you may know by their trumpets.
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12 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 5] |
Widow |
1658 |
Here you shall see a countryman of yours
That has done worthy service.
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13 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 5] |
Mariana |
1712 |
He's shrewdly vexed at something: look, he has spied us.
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14 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 6] |
First Lord |
1759 |
O, for the love of laughter, let him fetch his drum;
he says he has a stratagem for't: when your
lordship sees the bottom of his success in't, and to
what metal this counterfeit lump of ore will be
melted, if you give him not John Drum's
entertainment, your inclining cannot be removed.
Here he comes.
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15 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 2] |
Diana |
2030 |
'Tis not the many oaths that makes the truth,
But the plain single vow that is vow'd true.
What is not holy, that we swear not by,
But take the High'st to witness: then, pray you, tell me,
If I should swear by God's great attributes,
I loved you dearly, would you believe my oaths,
When I did love you ill? This has no holding,
To swear by him whom I protest to love,
That I will work against him: therefore your oaths
Are words and poor conditions, but unseal'd,
At least in my opinion.
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16 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Lord |
2097 |
He has much worthy blame laid upon him for shaking
off so good a wife and so sweet a lady.
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17 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Bertram |
2185 |
I mean, the business is not ended, as fearing to
hear of it hereafter. But shall we have this
dialogue between the fool and the soldier? Come,
bring forth this counterfeit module, he has deceived
me, like a double-meaning prophesier.
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18 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Second Lord |
2190 |
Bring him forth: has sat i' the stocks all night,
poor gallant knave.
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19 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Bertram |
2201 |
Nothing of me, has a'?
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20 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Parolles |
2332 |
He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister: for
rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus: he
professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking 'em he
is stronger than Hercules: he will lie, sir, with
such volubility, that you would think truth were a
fool: drunkenness is his best virtue, for he will
be swine-drunk; and in his sleep he does little
harm, save to his bed-clothes about him; but they
know his conditions and lay him in straw. I have but
little more to say, sir, of his honesty: he has
every thing that an honest man should not have; what
an honest man should have, he has nothing.
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