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Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him much
That would upon the rack of this tough world
Stretch him out longer.

      — King Lear, Act V Scene 3

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1

As You Like It
[II, 1]

Amiens

566

Happy is your Grace,
That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
Into so quiet and so sweet a style.

2

Comedy of Errors
[II, 1]

Adriana

304

Patience unmoved! no marvel though she pause;
They can be meek that have no other cause.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more would we ourselves complain:
So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee,
With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me,
But, if thou live to see like right bereft,
This fool-begg'd patience in thee will be left.

3

Comedy of Errors
[III, 1]

Antipholus of Ephesus

742

You have prevailed: I will depart in quiet,
And, in despite of mirth, mean to be merry.
I know a wench of excellent discourse,
Pretty and witty; wild, and yet, too, gentle:
There will we dine. This woman that I mean,
My wife—but, I protest, without desert—
Hath oftentimes upbraided me withal:
To her will we to dinner.
[To Angelo]
Get you home
And fetch the chain; by this I know 'tis made:
Bring it, I pray you, to the Porpentine;
For there's the house: that chain will I bestow—
Be it for nothing but to spite my wife—
Upon mine hostess there: good sir, make haste.
Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me,
I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me.

4

Comedy of Errors
[V, 1]

Aemilia

1467

Be quiet, people. Wherefore throng you hither?

5

Comedy of Errors
[V, 1]

Aemilia

1543

Be quiet and depart: thou shalt not have him.

6

Coriolanus
[V, 6]

Third Lord

3983

Tread not upon him. Masters all, be quiet;
Put up your swords.

7

Cymbeline
[III, 3]

Guiderius

1630

Out of your proof you speak: we, poor unfledged,
Have never wing'd from view o' the nest, nor know not
What air's from home. Haply this life is best,
If quiet life be best; sweeter to you
That have a sharper known; well corresponding
With your stiff age: but unto us it is
A cell of ignorance; travelling a-bed;
A prison for a debtor, that not dares
To stride a limit.

8

Cymbeline
[IV, 2]

Guiderius

2679

[with Arviragus] Quiet consummation have;
And renowned be thy grave!

9

Hamlet
[I, 1]

Bernardo

11

Have you had quiet guard?

10

Hamlet
[II, 2]

Voltemand

1151

Most fair return of greetings and desires.
Upon our first, he sent out to suppress
His nephew's levies; which to him appear'd
To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack,
But better look'd into, he truly found
It was against your Highness; whereat griev'd,
That so his sickness, age, and impotence
Was falsely borne in hand, sends out arrests
On Fortinbras; which he, in brief, obeys,
Receives rebuke from Norway, and, in fine,
Makes vow before his uncle never more
To give th' assay of arms against your Majesty.
Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy,
Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee
And his commission to employ those soldiers,
So levied as before, against the Polack;
With an entreaty, herein further shown,
[Gives a paper.]
That it might please you to give quiet pass
Through your dominions for this enterprise,
On such regards of safety and allowance
As therein are set down.

11

Hamlet
[III, 1]

Claudius

1683

And can you by no drift of circumstance
Get from him why he puts on this confusion,
Grating so harshly all his days of quiet
With turbulent and dangerous lunacy?

12

Hamlet
[V, 1]

Horatio

3608

Good my lord, be quiet.

13

Hamlet
[V, 1]

Claudius

3640

I pray thee, good Horatio, wait upon him.
[Exit Horatio.]
[To Laertes] Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech.
We'll put the matter to the present push.-
Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.-
This grave shall have a living monument.
An hour of quiet shortly shall we see;
Till then in patience our proceeding be.

14

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Henry V

1089

That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a
parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His industry is
upstairs and downstairs; his eloquence the parcel of
a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind, the
Hotspur of the north; he that kills me some six or
seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his
hands, and says to his wife 'Fie upon this quiet
life! I want work.' 'O my sweet Harry,' says she,
'how many hast thou killed to-day?' 'Give my roan
horse a drench,' says he; and answers 'Some
fourteen,' an hour after; 'a trifle, a trifle.' I
prithee, call in Falstaff: I'll play Percy, and
that damned brawn shall play Dame Mortimer his
wife. 'Rivo!' says the drunkard. Call in ribs, call in tallow.

15

Henry IV, Part I
[V, 1]

Earl of Worcester

2645

Hear me, my liege:
For mine own part, I could be well content
To entertain the lag-end of my life
With quiet hours; for I do protest,
I have not sought the day of this dislike.

16

Henry IV, Part II
[I, 2]

Lord Chief Justice

464

Well, I am loath to gall a new-heal'd wound.
day's service at Shrewsbury hath a little gilded over your
night's exploit on Gadshill. You may thank th' unquiet time
your quiet o'erposting that action.

17

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1424

Good Captain Peesel, be quiet; 'tis very late, i'
beseek you now, aggravate your choler.

18

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1440

O' my word, Captain, there's none such here. What the
good-year! do you think I would deny her? For God's sake, be
quiet.

19

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4]

Falstaff

1450

Pistol, I would be quiet.

20

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4]

Doll Tearsheet

1480

I pray thee, Jack, be quiet; the rascal's gone. Ah, you
whoreson little valiant villain, you!

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