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      — Much Ado about Nothing, Act V Scene 1

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KEYWORD: highness

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1

Winter's Tale
[I, 2]

Camillo

330

To satisfy your highness and the entreaties
Of our most gracious mistress.

2

Winter's Tale
[I, 2]

Camillo

443

I must believe you, sir:
I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't;
Provided that, when he's removed, your highness
Will take again your queen as yours at first,
Even for your son's sake; and thereby for sealing
The injury of tongues in courts and kingdoms
Known and allied to yours.

3

Winter's Tale
[I, 2]

Camillo

592

It is in mine authority to command
The keys of all the posterns: please your highness
To take the urgent hour. Come, sir, away.

4

Winter's Tale
[II, 1]

Hermione

737

Who is't that goes with me? Beseech your highness,
My women may be with me; for you see
My plight requires it. Do not weep, good fools;
There is no cause: when you shall know your mistress
Has deserved prison, then abound in tears
As I come out: this action I now go on
Is for my better grace. Adieu, my lord:
I never wish'd to see you sorry; now
I trust I shall. My women, come; you have leave.

5

Winter's Tale
[II, 1]

First Lord

748

Beseech your highness, call the queen again.

6

Winter's Tale
[II, 3]

Paulina

974

No noise, my lord; but needful conference
About some gossips for your highness.

7

Winter's Tale
[II, 3]

First Lord

1110

Beseech your highness, give us better credit:
We have always truly served you, and beseech you
So to esteem of us, and on our knees we beg,
As recompense of our dear services
Past and to come, that you do change this purpose,
Which being so horrible, so bloody, must
Lead on to some foul issue: we all kneel.

8

Winter's Tale
[II, 3]

Servant

1163

Please your highness, posts
From those you sent to the oracle are come
An hour since: Cleomenes and Dion,
Being well arrived from Delphos, are both landed,
Hasting to the court.

9

Winter's Tale
[IV, 4]

Camillo

2396

Gracious my lord,
You know your father's temper: at this time
He will allow no speech, which I do guess
You do not purpose to him; and as hardly
Will he endure your sight as yet, I fear:
Then, till the fury of his highness settle,
Come not before him.

10

Winter's Tale
[IV, 4]

Camillo

2463

Well, my lord,
If you may please to think I love the king
And through him what is nearest to him, which is
Your gracious self, embrace but my direction:
If your more ponderous and settled project
May suffer alteration, on mine honour,
I'll point you where you shall have such receiving
As shall become your highness; where you may
Enjoy your mistress, from the whom, I see,
There's no disjunction to be made, but by—
As heavens forefend!—your ruin; marry her,
And, with my best endeavours in your absence,
Your discontenting father strive to qualify
And bring him up to liking.

11

Winter's Tale
[V, 1]

Florizel

3015

Most royal sir, from thence; from him, whose daughter
His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her: thence,
A prosperous south-wind friendly, we have cross'd,
To execute the charge my father gave me
For visiting your highness: my best train
I have from your Sicilian shores dismiss'd;
Who for Bohemia bend, to signify
Not only my success in Libya, sir,
But my arrival and my wife's in safety
Here where we are.

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