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So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him!

      — King Henry VIII, Act IV Scene 2

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1

Troilus and Cressida
[II, 3]

Agamemnon

1374

Your mind is the clearer, Ajax, and your virtues the
fairer. He that is proud eats up himself: pride is
his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle;
and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours
the deed in the praise.

2

Troilus and Cressida
[II, 3]

Ajax

1437

An all men were o' my mind,—

3

Troilus and Cressida
[III, 2]

Troilus

1807

O that I thought it could be in a woman—
As, if it can, I will presume in you—
To feed for aye her ramp and flames of love;
To keep her constancy in plight and youth,
Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind
That doth renew swifter than blood decays!
Or that persuasion could but thus convince me,
That my integrity and truth to you
Might be affronted with the match and weight
Of such a winnow'd purity in love;
How were I then uplifted! but, alas!
I am as true as truth's simplicity
And simpler than the infancy of truth.

4

Troilus and Cressida
[III, 3]

Calchas

1866

Now, princes, for the service I have done you,
The advantage of the time prompts me aloud
To call for recompense. Appear it to your mind
That, through the sight I bear in things to love,
I have abandon'd Troy, left my possession,
Incurr'd a traitor's name; exposed myself,
From certain and possess'd conveniences,
To doubtful fortunes; sequestering from me all
That time, acquaintance, custom and condition
Made tame and most familiar to my nature,
And here, to do you service, am become
As new into the world, strange, unacquainted:
I do beseech you, as in way of taste,
To give me now a little benefit,
Out of those many register'd in promise,
Which, you say, live to come in my behalf.

5

Troilus and Cressida
[III, 3]

Achilles

1923

What, comes the general to speak with me?
You know my mind, I'll fight no more 'gainst Troy.

6

Troilus and Cressida
[III, 3]

Achilles

2189

My mind is troubled, like a fountain stirr'd;
And I myself see not the bottom of it.

7

Troilus and Cressida
[III, 3]

Thersites

2192

Would the fountain of your mind were clear again,
that I might water an ass at it! I had rather be a
tick in a sheep than such a valiant ignorance.

8

Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 1]

Diomedes

2205

That's my mind too. Good morrow, Lord AEneas.

9

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Diomedes

3064

Nay, but do, then;
And let your mind be coupled with your words.

10

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Cressida

3174

Good night: I prithee, come.
[Exit DIOMEDES]
Troilus, farewell! one eye yet looks on thee
But with my heart the other eye doth see.
Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find,
The error of our eye directs our mind:
What error leads must err; O, then conclude
Minds sway'd by eyes are full of turpitude.

11

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Thersites

3183

A proof of strength she could not publish more,
Unless she said ' My mind is now turn'd whore.'

12

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 7]

Thersites

3577

I am a bastard too; I love bastards: I am a bastard
begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard
in valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will
not bite another, and wherefore should one bastard?
Take heed, the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the
son of a whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgment:
farewell, bastard.

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