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The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day
Is crept into the bosom of the sea.

      — King Henry VI. Part II, Act IV Scene 1

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1

Much Ado about Nothing
[III, 1]

Ursula

1121

Why did you so? Doth not the gentleman
Deserve as full as fortunate a bed
As ever Beatrice shall couch upon?

2

Much Ado about Nothing
[III, 3]

Dogberry

1359

Why, you speak like an ancient and most quiet
watchman; for I cannot see how sleeping should
offend: only, have a care that your bills be not
stolen. Well, you are to call at all the
ale-houses, and bid those that are drunk get them to bed.

3

Much Ado about Nothing
[III, 3]

Watchman

1403

Well, masters, we hear our charge: let us go sit here
upon the church-bench till two, and then all to bed.

4

Much Ado about Nothing
[IV, 1]

Claudio

1670

Sweet prince, you learn me noble thankfulness.
There, Leonato, take her back again:
Give not this rotten orange to your friend;
She's but the sign and semblance of her honour.
Behold how like a maid she blushes here!
O, what authority and show of truth
Can cunning sin cover itself withal!
Comes not that blood as modest evidence
To witness simple virtue? Would you not swear,
All you that see her, that she were a maid,
By these exterior shows? But she is none:
She knows the heat of a luxurious bed;
Her blush is guiltiness, not modesty.

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