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Coriolanus
[II, 1] |
Menenius Agrippa |
936 |
This is strange now: do you two know how you are
censured here in the city, I mean of us o' the
right-hand file? do you?
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Coriolanus
[II, 1] |
Both |
939 |
Why, how are we censured?
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3 |
King John
[II, 1] |
First Citizen |
633 |
Heralds, from off our towers we might behold,
From first to last, the onset and retire
Of both your armies; whose equality
By our best eyes cannot be censured:
Blood hath bought blood and blows have answered blows;
Strength match'd with strength, and power confronted power:
Both are alike; and both alike we like.
One must prove greatest: while they weigh so even,
We hold our town for neither, yet for both.
[Re-enter KING JOHN and KING PHILIP, with their]
powers, severally]
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King Lear
[III, 5] |
Edmund |
1985 |
How, my lord, I may be censured, that nature thus gives way to
loyalty, something fears me to think of.
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5 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 4] |
Lucio |
427 |
Has censured him
Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath
A warrant for his execution.
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Much Ado about Nothing
[II, 3] |
Benedick |
1026 |
[Coming forward] This can be no trick: the
conference was sadly borne. They have the truth of
this from Hero. They seem to pity the lady: it
seems her affections have their full bent. Love me!
why, it must be requited. I hear how I am censured:
they say I will bear myself proudly, if I perceive
the love come from her; they say too that she will
rather die than give any sign of affection. I did
never think to marry: I must not seem proud: happy
are they that hear their detractions and can put
them to mending. They say the lady is fair; 'tis a
truth, I can bear them witness; and virtuous; 'tis
so, I cannot reprove it; and wise, but for loving
me; by my troth, it is no addition to her wit, nor
no great argument of her folly, for I will be
horribly in love with her. I may chance have some
odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me,
because I have railed so long against marriage: but
doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat
in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of
the brain awe a man from the career of his humour?
No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would
die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I
were married. Here comes Beatrice. By this day!
she's a fair lady: I do spy some marks of love in
her.
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