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O heaven! were man
But constant, he were perfect.

      — The Two Gentleman of Verona, Act V Scene 4

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KEYWORD: prithee

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1

King Lear
[I, 4]

Fool

660

[to Kent] Prithee tell him, so much the rent of his land
comes to. He will not believe a fool.

2

King Lear
[I, 4]

Fool

695

I have us'd it, nuncle, ever since thou mad'st thy daughters
thy mother; for when thou gav'st them the rod, and put'st down
thine own breeches,
[Sings] Then they for sudden joy did weep,
And I for sorrow sung,
That such a king should play bo-peep
And go the fools among.
Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach thy fool to
lie. I would fain learn to lie.

3

King Lear
[I, 5]

Fool

889

Then I prithee be merry. Thy wit shall ne'er go slip-shod.

4

King Lear
[II, 2]

Oswald

1079

Prithee, if thou lov'st me, tell me.

5

King Lear
[II, 4]

Lear

1514

I prithee, daughter, do not make me mad.
I will not trouble thee, my child; farewell.
We'll no more meet, no more see one another.
But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter;
Or rather a disease that's in my flesh,
Which I must needs call mine. Thou art a boil,
A plague sore, an embossed carbuncle
In my corrupted blood. But I'll not chide thee.
Let shame come when it will, I do not call it.
I do not bid the Thunder-bearer shoot
Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove.
Mend when thou canst; be better at thy leisure;
I can be patient, I can stay with Regan,
I and my hundred knights.

6

King Lear
[III, 4]

Lear

1826

Prithee go in thyself; seek thine own ease.
This tempest will not give me leave to ponder
On things would hurt me more. But I'll go in.
[To the Fool] In, boy; go first.- You houseless poverty-
Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. [Exit Fool]
Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en
Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
That thou mayst shake the superflux to them
And show the heavens more just.

7

King Lear
[III, 4]

Fool

1905

Prithee, nuncle, be contented! 'Tis a naughty night to swim
in. Now a little fire in a wild field were like an old lecher's
heart- a small spark, all the rest on's body cold. Look, here
comes a walking fire.

8

King Lear
[III, 6]

Fool

2015

Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a
yeoman.

9

King Lear
[III, 6]

Earl of Gloucester

2089

Good friend, I prithee take him in thy arms.
I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him.
There is a litter ready; lay him in't
And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet
Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master.
If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,
With thine, and all that offer to defend him,
Stand in assured loss. Take up, take up!
And follow me, that will to some provision
Give thee quick conduct.

10

King Lear
[IV, 1]

Earl of Gloucester

2296

Then prithee get thee gone. If for my sake
Thou wilt o'ertake us hence a mile or twain
I' th' way toward Dover, do it for ancient love;
And bring some covering for this naked soul,
Who I'll entreat to lead me.

11

King Lear
[IV, 7]

Cordelia

2916

Be better suited.
These weeds are memories of those worser hours.
I prithee put them off.

12

King Lear
[V, 3]

Lear

3448

Prithee away!

13

King Lear
[V, 3]

Earl of Kent

3502

Break, heart; I prithee break!

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