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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Mistress Overdone |
155 |
Marry, sir, that's Claudio, Signior Claudio.
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2 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
First Gentleman |
156 |
Claudio to prison? 'tis not so.
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3 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Pompey |
202 |
Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the provost to
prison; and there's Madam Juliet.
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4 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
(stage directions) |
205 |
[Enter Provost, CLAUDIO, JULIET, and Officers]
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5 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Lucio |
215 |
Why, how now, Claudio! whence comes this restraint?
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6 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Lucio |
222 |
If could speak so wisely under an arrest, I would
send for certain of my creditors: and yet, to say
the truth, I had as lief have the foppery of freedom
as the morality of imprisonment. What's thy
offence, Claudio?
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7 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 4] |
Lucio |
367 |
Hail, virgin, if you be, as those cheek-roses
Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me
As bring me to the sight of Isabella,
A novice of this place and the fair sister
To her unhappy brother Claudio?
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8 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Angelo |
488 |
See that Claudio
Be executed by nine to-morrow morning:
Bring him his confessor, let him be prepared;
For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage.
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9 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Escalus |
723 |
It grieves me for the death of Claudio;
But there's no remedy.
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10 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Escalus |
726 |
It is but needful:
Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;
Pardon is still the nurse of second woe:
But yet,—poor Claudio! There is no remedy.
Come, sir.
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11 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 2] |
Provost |
744 |
Is it your will Claudio shall die tomorrow?
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12 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 1] |
(stage directions) |
1221 |
[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as before, CLAUDIO,]
and Provost]
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13 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 1] |
Isabella |
1272 |
My business is a word or two with Claudio.
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14 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 1] |
Isabella |
1303 |
O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake,
Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain,
And six or seven winters more respect
Than a perpetual honour. Darest thou die?
The sense of death is most in apprehension;
And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.
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15 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 1] |
Isabella |
1326 |
O, 'tis the cunning livery of hell,
The damned'st body to invest and cover
In prenzie guards! Dost thou think, Claudio?
If I would yield him my virginity,
Thou mightst be freed.
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16 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 1] |
Isabella |
1341 |
Be ready, Claudio, for your death tomorrow.
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17 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 1] |
Vincentio |
1413 |
Hold you there: farewell.
[Exit CLAUDIO]
Provost, a word with you!
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18 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Lucio |
1675 |
I'll be hanged first: thou art deceived in me,
friar. But no more of this. Canst thou tell if
Claudio die to-morrow or no?
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19 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Lucio |
1679 |
Why? For filling a bottle with a tundish. I would
the duke we talk of were returned again: the
ungenitured agent will unpeople the province with
continency; sparrows must not build in his
house-eaves, because they are lecherous. The duke
yet would have dark deeds darkly answered; he would
never bring them to light: would he were returned!
Marry, this Claudio is condemned for untrussing.
Farewell, good friar: I prithee, pray for me. The
duke, I say to thee again, would eat mutton on
Fridays. He's not past it yet, and I say to thee,
he would mouth with a beggar, though she smelt brown
bread and garlic: say that I said so. Farewell.
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Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Escalus |
1712 |
That fellow is a fellow of much licence: let him be
called before us. Away with her to prison! Go to;
no more words.
[Exeunt Officers with MISTRESS OVERDONE]
Provost, my brother Angelo will not be altered;
Claudio must die to-morrow: let him be furnished
with divines, and have all charitable preparation.
if my brother wrought by my pity, it should not be
so with him.
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