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I'll not budge an inch.

      — The Taming of the Shrew, Prologue Scene 1

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KEYWORD: grant

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Cymbeline
[II, 4]

Philario

1180

Your very goodness and your company
O'erpays all I can do. By this, your king
Hath heard of great Augustus: Caius Lucius
Will do's commission throughly: and I think
He'll grant the tribute, send the arrearages,
Or look upon our Romans, whose remembrance
Is yet fresh in their grief.

2

Cymbeline
[II, 4]

Iachimo

1234

Good sir, we must,
If you keep covenant. Had I not brought
The knowledge of your mistress home, I grant
We were to question further: but I now
Profess myself the winner of her honour,
Together with your ring; and not the wronger
Of her or you, having proceeded but
By both your wills.

3

Cymbeline
[III, 5]

Cymbeline

2009

Her doors lock'd?
Not seen of late? Grant, heavens, that which I fear
Prove false!

4

Cymbeline
[IV, 2]

Guiderius

2418

To who? to thee? What art thou? Have not I
An arm as big as thine? a heart as big?
Thy words, I grant, are bigger, for I wear not
My dagger in my mouth. Say what thou art,
Why I should yield to thee?

5

Cymbeline
[V, 5]

Cymbeline

3379

To my grief, I am
The heir of his reward;
[To BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS]
which I will add
To you, the liver, heart and brain of Britain,
By whom I grant she lives. 'Tis now the time
To ask of whence you are. Report it.

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