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Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Lucio |
115 |
I believe thee; for I think thou never wast where
grace was said.
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2 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Mistress Overdone |
152 |
Well, well; there's one yonder arrested and carried
to prison was worth five thousand of you all.
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3 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Lucio |
164 |
Believe me, this may be: he promised to meet me two
hours since, and he was ever precise in
promise-keeping.
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4 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Elbow |
517 |
He, sir! a tapster, sir; parcel-bawd; one that
serves a bad woman; whose house, sir, was, as they
say, plucked down in the suburbs; and now she
professes a hot-house, which, I think, is a very ill house too.
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5 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Escalus |
567 |
Come, you are a tedious fool: to the purpose. What
was done to Elbow's wife, that he hath cause to
complain of? Come me to what was done to her.
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6 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Escalus |
588 |
I think no less. Good morrow to your lordship.
[Exit ANGELO]
Now, sir, come on: what was done to Elbow's wife, once more?
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7 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Pompey |
591 |
Once, sir? there was nothing done to her once.
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8 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Elbow |
614 |
Varlet, thou liest; thou liest, wicked varlet! the
time has yet to come that she was ever respected
with man, woman, or child.
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9 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Pompey |
617 |
Sir, she was respected with him before he married with her.
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10 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Elbow |
620 |
O thou caitiff! O thou varlet! O thou wicked
Hannibal! I respected with her before I was married
to her! If ever I was respected with her, or she
with me, let not your worship think me the poor
duke's officer. Prove this, thou wicked Hannibal, or
I'll have mine action of battery on thee.
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11 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 3] |
Vincentio |
994 |
So then it seems your most offenceful act
Was mutually committed?
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12 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 3] |
Vincentio |
997 |
Then was your sin of heavier kind than his.
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13 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 1] |
Vincentio |
1455 |
She should this Angelo have married; was affianced
to her by oath, and the nuptial appointed: between
which time of the contract and limit of the
solemnity, her brother Frederick was wrecked at sea,
having in that perished vessel the dowry of his
sister. But mark how heavily this befell to the
poor gentlewoman: there she lost a noble and
renowned brother, in his love toward her ever most
kind and natural; with him, the portion and sinew of
her fortune, her marriage-dowry; with both, her
combinate husband, this well-seeming Angelo.
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14 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Pompey |
1518 |
'Twas never merry world since, of two usuries, the
merriest was put down, and the worser allowed by
order of law a furred gown to keep him warm; and
furred with fox and lamb-skins too, to signify, that
craft, being richer than innocency, stands for the facing.
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15 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Lucio |
1555 |
How now, noble Pompey! What, at the wheels of
Caesar? art thou led in triumph? What, is there
none of Pygmalion's images, newly made woman, to be
had now, for putting the hand in the pocket and
extracting it clutch'd? What reply, ha? What
sayest thou to this tune, matter and method? Is't
not drowned i' the last rain, ha? What sayest
thou, Trot? Is the world as it was, man? Which is
the way? Is it sad, and few words? or how? The
trick of it?
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16 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Lucio |
1603 |
It was a mad fantastical trick of him to steal from
the state, and usurp the beggary he was never born
to. Lord Angelo dukes it well in his absence; he
puts transgression to 't.
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17 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Lucio |
1611 |
Yes, in good sooth, the vice is of a great kindred;
it is well allied: but it is impossible to extirp
it quite, friar, till eating and drinking be put
down. They say this Angelo was not made by man and
woman after this downright way of creation: is it
true, think you?
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18 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Lucio |
1618 |
Some report a sea-maid spawned him; some, that he
was begot between two stock-fishes. But it is
certain that when he makes water his urine is
congealed ice; that I know to be true: and he is a
motion generative; that's infallible.
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Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Vincentio |
1631 |
I never heard the absent duke much detected for
women; he was not inclined that way.
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20 |
Measure for Measure
[III, 2] |
Lucio |
1635 |
Who, not the duke? yes, your beggar of fifty; and
his use was to put a ducat in her clack-dish: the
duke had crotchets in him. He would be drunk too;
that let me inform you.
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