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Coriolanus
[I, 3] |
Volumnia |
402 |
Away, you fool! it more becomes a man
Than gilt his trophy: the breasts of Hecuba,
When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier
Than Hector's forehead when it spit forth blood
At Grecian sword, contemning. Tell Valeria,
We are fit to bid her welcome.
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2 |
Coriolanus
[I, 8] |
Tullus Aufidius |
751 |
Wert thou the Hector
That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny,
Thou shouldst not scape me here.
[They fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid of]
AUFIDIUS. CORIOLANUS fights till they be driven in
breathless]
Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me
In your condemned seconds.
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3 |
Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4] |
Doll Tearsheet |
1491 |
Ah, you sweet little rogue, you! Alas, poor ape, how thou
sweat'st! Come, let me wipe thy face. Come on, you whoreson
chops. Ah, rogue! i' faith, I love thee. Thou art as valorous
Hector of Troy, worth five of Agamemnon, and ten times better
than the Nine Worthies. Ah, villain!
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4 |
Henry VI, Part I
[II, 3] |
Countess of Auvergne |
843 |
Is this the scourge of France?
Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad
That with his name the mothers still their babes?
I see report is fabulous and false:
I thought I should have seen some Hercules,
A second Hector, for his grim aspect,
And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs.
Alas, this is a child, a silly dwarf!
It cannot be this weak and writhled shrimp
Should strike such terror to his enemies.
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5 |
Henry VI, Part III
[IV, 8] |
Henry VI |
2546 |
Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's true hope.
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6 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Ferdinand |
2467 |
Here is like to be a good presence of Worthies. He
presents Hector of Troy; the swain, Pompey the
Great; the parish curate, Alexander; Armado's page,
Hercules; the pedant, Judas Maccabaeus: And if
these four Worthies in their first show thrive,
These four will change habits, and present the other five.
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7 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
(stage directions) |
2574 |
[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, for Hector]
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8 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Biron |
2575 |
Hide thy head, Achilles: here comes Hector in arms.
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9 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Ferdinand |
2577 |
Hector was but a Troyan in respect of this.
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10 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Boyet |
2578 |
But is this Hector?
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11 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Ferdinand |
2579 |
I think Hector was not so clean-timbered.
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12 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Biron |
2583 |
This cannot be Hector.
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13 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Don Adriano de Armado |
2585 |
The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty,
Gave Hector a gift,—
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14 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Don Adriano de Armado |
2591 |
Peace!—
The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty
Gave Hector a gift, the heir of Ilion;
A man so breathed, that certain he would fight; yea
From morn till night, out of his pavilion.
I am that flower,—
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15 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Longaville |
2600 |
I must rather give it the rein, for it runs against Hector.
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16 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Princess of France |
2607 |
Speak, brave Hector: we are much delighted.
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17 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Don Adriano de Armado |
2611 |
This Hector far surmounted Hannibal,—
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18 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Costard |
2612 |
The party is gone, fellow Hector, she is gone; she
is two months on her way.
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19 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Costard |
2620 |
Then shall Hector be whipped for Jaquenetta that is
quick by him and hanged for Pompey that is dead by
him.
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20 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Dumain |
2627 |
Hector trembles.
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