William Shakespeare Summarizes Everything

And go along with him

Shall I lay perjury upon my soul

James Tyrrel and your most obedient subject

Mine issue of your blood upon your daughter

For lords tomorrow is a busy day

With ignominious words though clerkly couched

The rest shall bear the business in some other fight

Hang thee monster

For as thou urgest justice be assured

His going I could frame to serve my turn

I am dying Egypt dying Only

I will talk further with you

Leave not a rack behind We are such stuff

He is not here

And the Athenian woman by his side

A fool of thee Depart

As humorous as winter and as sudden

And which became him like a prince indeed

The burden Hark hark

My lord these faults are easy quickly answered

What foul play had we that we came from thence

Guarded with grandsires babies and old women

Master of this design did give us with

My widow-comfort and my sorrows’ cure

That drop of blood that’s calm proclaims me bastard

The men that gave their country liberty

This shall determine that

As if you were dismayed Be cheerful sir

And O what better matter breeds for you

We’ll serve Him too and be his fellow so

The Tuscan service freely have they leave

When the day serves before black-cornered night

And to obey shall be in me remorse

Madam yourself is not exempt from this

But tell me whom thou seek’st

In all this noble bevy has brought with her

Place barrels of pitch upon the fatal stake

With variable complexions all agreeing

So that but one heart we can make of it

Wherefore they do it They could be content

I do not like her She doth think she has

What now remains my lords for us to do

To conjure tears up in a poor maid’s eyes

From off these fields where wretches their poor bodies

For I myself will hunt this wolf to death

But your discretions better can persuade

Many good morrows to my noble lord

And every day do honor to her grave

And not reformed may prove pernicious

Courses as swift as thought in every power

To chide my fortune and torment myself

Haply been absent then

That she was false O she was heavenly true

Good repose the while

Richard I bear thy name I’ll venge thy death

Good madam make me blessèd in your care

Though daintily brought up with patience more

My mistress and her sister stays for you

Was it not so

At our more leisure shall I render you

What does he mean

Dolabella

Why now thou hast unwished five thousand men

Because that John hath made his peace with Rome

Methinks his Lordship should be humbler

That am a maid though most ungentle Fortune

And made their bends adornings At the helm

And by my faith this league that we have made

I did but tell her she mistook her frets

As every present time doth boast itself

As all things shall redound unto your good

And nothing can or shall content my soul

That fears his fellowship to die with us

To be my henchman

William Lord Hastings had pronounced your part

My reasonable part produces reason

No page it is an epilogue or discourse to make plain

And word it prithee piteously Hence Mardian

Here take Timon offers gold The gods out of my misery

As made the things more rich Their perfume lost

Come to the matter

What’s here

The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind

Well then the peace which you before so urged

And it were better parch in Afric sun

When I was dry with rage and extreme toil

He had need mean better than his outward show

Into three limits very equally

Upon offenders hath exceeded law

Makes factious feasts rails on our state of war

I am ashamed O heavens what have I done

Lavinia wert thou thus surprised sweet girl

So was I bid report here to the state

He’ll watch the horologe a double set

More sweet than our blest fields his royal bird

Why masters my good friends mine honest neighbors

No my good lord My friends are in the north

What you require of him For he partly begs

In mangled forms O that I were a fool

Thou hast no husband yet nor I no wife

Like hold on thee Let go his arm

Wherefore should you do this

The innocent mansion of my love my heart

To be again displaced which to avoid

In the old time of war would shake the press

Our soldiers’ like the night owl’s lazy flight

But in a dream of friendship

The bygone day proclaimed Say this to him

Wherefore ey’st him so

He and his lady both are at the lodge

By fixing it upon a fairer eye

And look on death itself Up up and see

As thou didst leave it

And bears with glasses elephants with holes

The proof of it will turn to redder drops

Well lords today we shall have our dispatch

Being once gangrened is not then respected

And left sweet Pyramus translated there

But my lord

Gloves as sweet as damask roses

That hath so long been resident in France

’Twould make her amiable and subdue my father

There’s not a hollow cave or lurking-place

Was with long use accounted no sin

Give us the foils Come on

So please your Highness

Was by a beggar-woman stol’n away

If thou wilt not befall what may befall

Farewell Cicero

Doubting thy birth and lawful progeny

And breathed such life with kisses in my lips

Of his own doors being shut against his entrance

By any livelihood he showed today

Your country’s fat shall pay your pains the hire

Nor feel him where he struck Being an ugly monster

Then in our measure do but vouchsafe one change

I’ll tame you I’ll bring you in subjection

In cradle-clothes our children where they lay

Who chooseth me shall have as much as he deserves

Tongue and brain not either both or nothing

And find your Grace in health

So went he suited to his watery tomb

Fear not that my lord

As send precepts to the Leviathan

And when I mount alive may I not light

Emboweled will I see thee by and by

That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day

But with our sword we wiped away the blot

On Holy-rood Day the gallant Hotspur there

Royal Lear

You make my bonds still greater

And when I asked you what the matter was

When Helen is a maid again and his

And gracious madam in our king’s behalf

You take the sum and substance that I have

Beyond the trick of others This Polydor

And do intend to make her Queen of England

Harry Bolingbroke doth humbly kiss thy hand

Is there no remedy

Nay take my life and all Pardon not that

And talk of them when he was dead and gone

My father’s spirit in arms All is not well

For thine own bowels which do call thee sire

In earth as quiet as thy father’s skull

Anon I’ll give thee more instructions

’Tis to be feared they all will follow him

And dare me to the desert with thy sword

Within this twelvemonth or turn thou no more

But that my heart’s on future mischief set

Ay fool is that a shame Note but this fool

O let them keep it till thy sins be ripe

We do condemn thee to the very block

If so my eyes are oftener washed than hers

And gentlemen of Italy most willing spirits

Make haste I say

Being a murderer though he were my brother

How came these things to pass

But are you not ashamed Nay are you not

And made us doff our easy robes of peace

I am sorry for thy much misgovernment

Of this escape and whither they are bound

If fortune serve me I’ll requite this kindness

Like a fine bragging youth and tell quaint lies

Well my good lord I’ll do ’t

Me uncle

Is fully out

She may do more sir than denying that

Than that which hath no foil to set it off

Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance

O thus quoth Dighton lay the gentle babes

And therefore lovely Tamora Queen of Goths

But mice and rats and such small deer

But the fair of Rosalind

Avaunt Begone Thou hast set me on the rack

Peace who comes here

Why I were best to cut my left hand off

Most like a gentleman

The deserts of Bohemia

A dreadful oath sworn with a solemn tongue

So are we Caesar’s friends that have abridged

Peace sirrah

When I was got I’ll send his soul to hell

Between the child and parent

To learn his wit t’ exchange the bad for better

We must both give and take my loving lord

O villains Chiron and Demetrius

Had he been slain we should have heard the news

To five-and-twenty thousand men of choice

To quit the fine for one half of his goods

I know but of a single part in aught

This is too heavy Let me see another

Lysander if you live good sir awake

Is Fulvia’s death

Had I three ears I’d hear thee

The very devils cannot plague them better

Yet let us all together to our troops

In this self place where now we mean to stand

How many score of miles may we well rid

I might have told hereafter

I hope I am not too late and yet the gentleman

Looks in a glass that shows what future evils

With sharp constraint of hunger better ’twere

Behold these are the tribunes of the people

Or let us stand to our authority

What shall this speech be spoke for our excuse

Hath turned itself on me Lo here I lie

And bring away the armor that is there

For thee I’ll lock up all the gates of love

Of forged rebellion with a seal divine

O then the Earth shook to see the heavens on fire

Induced as you have been that’s for my country

Her delicate cheek It seemed she was a queen

And be my vantage to exclaim on you

These pretty country folks would lie

Welcome destruction blood and massacre

There lies your way due west

Here is her picture let me see I think

Scorn now their hand should give them burial

It is even so

Nay that’s most fixed

Which might not what by me is told

My lord my lord

Then come a’ God’s name I fear no woman

I put myself to thy direction and

And does he think so backwardly of me now

That seeks dispatch by day

Why stand these royal fronts amazèd thus

And Julia herself hath brought it hither

I would learn that for by the marks of sovereignty

Because he loves her he despiseth me

But that the scambling and unquiet time

Two lads that thought there was no more behind

I will take your counsel

Who’s this O God It is my father’s face

No

The vigor and the picture of my youth

The preyful princess pierced and pricked a pretty pleasing pricket

Foul is most foul being foul to be a scoffer

If it were so that our request did tend

Go give him courteous conduct to this place

Then saw you not his face

I scarce can speak to thank you for myself

Therefore I pray you lead me to the caskets

Shall never see so much nor live so long

Meantime let wonder seem familiar

Work work your thoughts and therein see a siege

Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land

While I make way from hence to save my life

And presently I prithee

How now what news from her

Did not together pluck such envy from him

Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right

And in the lawful name of marrying

The kingly crownèd head the vigilant eye

Against the Capitol I met a lion

What is he dead

Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths

Between you ’greed concerning her observance

The Earl of Westmoreland seven thousand strong

Stoop low within those bounds we have o’erlooked

By Richard that dead is the next of blood

Or sound so base a parle my teeth shall tear

Even then when they sit idly in the sun

What’s your gracious pleasure

His answer was The worse Of Gloucester’s treachery

In second accent of his ordinance

And scants us with a single famished kiss

Where got’st thou that goose-look

And if you love me as I think you do

That ever I was born to set it right

I know you have a gentle noble temper

Brutus is wise and were he not in health

Not so I think she lives

I’ll have no halves I’ll bear it all myself

The sum is paid the traitors are agreed

Desired more than constrained To satisfy

If a hart do lack a hind

With league whose date till death shall never end

Indeed the top of admiration worth

I will advise you where to plant yourselves

‘Tis much deep and it should seem by th’ sum

By maidhood honor truth and everything

Whose hot incursions and great name in arms

Have you your wits Know you what ’tis you speak

Thou wast provokèd by thy bloody mind

To whom expressly I bring greeting too

As to take up mine honor’s pawn then stoop

All happiness to your Honor

The several caskets to this noble prince

To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span

With him is Gratiano gone along

That here and there his fury had committed

That any man turn ass

Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst

For corn at their own rates whereof they say

Were piety in thine it is in these

And sing it to her bones Sing it tonight

The dogs did yell Put l to sore then sorel jumps from thicket

Sirrah get thee to Plashy to my sister Gloucester

Why this is like the mending of highways

And tell them ’tis the Queen and her allies

Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice

A very horse that has he knows not what

Madam you wrong the King’s love with these fears

This pausingly ensued Neither the King nor ’s heirs

I am in my condition

Than his that shakes for age and feebleness

Nay come again

But soft but soft awhile Here comes the King

For they are harsh untunable and bad

What ho Malvolio

And all-admiring with an inward wish

Of plain old form is much disfigurèd

A second hope as fairly built as Hector

His sealed commission left in trust with me

And faintly through a rusty beaver peeps

Whose roof’s as low as ours Stoop boys This gate

I do repent but heaven hath pleased it so

Our queen and all her elves come here anon

Who are the votaries my loving lords

That my woe-wearied tongue is still and mute

My heart is with your liking

The Anthropophagi and men whose heads

Why dost thou seek me out

Could not with graceful eyes attend those wars

I know you joy not in a love discourse

That I enjoy being the queen thereof

Than would make up his message

The time of life arming myself with patience

Robs me of that which not enriches him

Abuses me to damn me I’ll have grounds

Cut thread and thrum

Toothed briers sharp furzes pricking gorse and thorns

And like her most whose merit most shall be

Ears without hands or eyes smelling sans all

Bowing his head against the steepy mount

The like himself Therefore give me no counsel

It is the part of men to fear and tremble

And mince it sans remorse Swear against objects

On yon young boy I’ll tell thee what my friend

That he in sport doth call his Rosalind

But to relieve them of their heavy load

Not like a guest so you shall pay your fees

So the good horse is mine

And like as rigor of tempestuous gusts

I beseech your Majesty make up

Take all and wean it It may prove an ox

Go to the King and let there be impawned

Divide in all with us

If there be more more woeful hold it in

Spied a blossom passing fair

Why railest thou on thy birth the heaven and earth

Are entered in the Roman territories

My brother hath done well

With honor of his birthright to the crown

How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath

What

About surrender up of Aquitaine

And I must know it else he loves me not

Showing we would not spare heaven as we love it

I am an humble suitor to your virtues

Than bees that made ’em

Which I do owe you

Is Decius Brutus and Trebonius there

Thou may’st co-join with something and thou dost

In rage dismissed my father from the court

Shake it off Come on

Taste of your wine and see what cates you have

That instant was I turned into a hart

And kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack

Than is the full-winged eagle O this life

Froward by nature enemy to peace

Only my wars with him He is a lion

Be executed by nine tomorrow morning

O no Alas I rather hate myself

We will descend and fold him in our arms

Often have you heard that told

Unfurnish me of reason They are come

All lovers young all lovers must

A prize a prize a prize

Gods are more full of mercy Must I repent

Well Petruchio this has put me in heart

By thee was punchèd full of deadly holes

That speaks thy words again to do thee harm

What should the wars do with these jigging fools

That faced and braved me in this matter so

More hideous when thou show’st thee in a child

Ay for if Edward repossess the crown

Till cruel Cleon with his wicked wife

Nay blush not Cleopatra I approve

And know how well I have deserved this ring

Which humbleness may drive unto a fine

Not worshiped with a waxen epitaph

With signs of war about his agèd neck

My lord it were your duty to forbear

Thanks dear Isabel

The best feather of our wing have mingled sums

Or bring your latter hazard back again

Being all this time abandoned from your bed

No he must die Be ’t so I hear him coming

To be more prince as may be You are sad

A grave Come arm him Boy he’s preferred

These boys know little they are sons to th’ King

O the difference of man and man

And there assume some other horrible form

Now help you charming spells and periapts

That had the King in his last sickness failed

To wear a kerchief Would you were not sick

Towards her deservèd children is enrolled

And at the time of my departure thence

Thou hotly lusts to use her in that kind

For she is with me No when light-winged toys

An honorable husband Come Camillo

And so will I

With all the fierce endeavor of your wit

Within their chiefest temple I’ll erect

And held in idle price to haunt assemblies

As merry as when our nuptial day was done

His figure and his heat I was much rapt in this

Before we make election give me leave

My honest grief unto him and as my lord

Shone down the English and tomorrow they

Which torments me to conceal By villainy

To bear him to my bower in Fairyland

Makes all these bodements

And these same crosses spoil me To Kent Who are you

To have a thankless child Away away

She that accuses him of fornication

The like from him

You promised when you parted with the King

This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo

There is no wrong but everything is right

And justify you traitors At this time

If this poor trash of Venice whom I trace

Beneath the visiting moon

’Tis more than time And my most noble lord

Not of that dye which their investments show

Why the hot-blooded France that dowerless took

In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee

Denies that saying To Dromio of Ephesus Sirrah what say you

And they can well on horseback but this gallant

To Posthumus Unknown to you unsought were clipped about

And consequence of dread that I committed

Leaving our rankness and irregular course

The agent of thy foul inconstancy

He has the stamp of Martius and I have

He comes to bad intent

Where the dead body is bestowed my lord

Could not so mope O shame where is thy blush

Let me work

Ne’er to pluck thee from thy thorn

Must bide the touch For sir at Shrewsbury

He was disposed to mirth but on the sudden

Subdues me quite Ever till now

Yet but three Come one more

Chosen Andronicus surnamèd Pius

May well abate the over-merry spleen

Her vine the merry cheerer of the heart

Who bare my letter then to Romeo

Are these the breed of wits so wondered at

Repose you there while I to this hard house

Lords let him go Please it your Majesty

My wife my liege I shall beseech your Highness

Who may that be I pray you

Which thou shalt thereby reap is such a name

O yes it doth a thousandfold it doth

My honorable lords health to you all

And will you

O Caesar

Ay in despite of all that shall withstand you

With such loud reason to the Cyprus wars

Please it your Lordship he hath put me off

That for the beauty thinks it excellent

Yet though thou stand’st more sure than I could do

And here to pledge my vow I give my hand

Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir

Now pays interest for ’t His land’s put to their books

And all my armor laid into my tent

Break with your wives of your departure hence

Strike him Aumerle Poor boy thou art amazed

I’ll leave you to your fortune and be gone

If I be so disgracious in your eye

But thou slewest Tybalt there art thou happy

Be hung with Caesar’s trophies I’ll about

And reverend looker-on of two fair queens

I have from their confines called to enact

Might by the sovereign power you have of us

Fare you well Falstaff I in my condition

Full fourteen weeks before the course of time

And may for aught thou knowest affected be

As strange unto your town as to your talk

Is it mine eye or Valentine’s praise

What men provided What munition sent

Why boy although our mother unadvised

You shall to th’ Tower

The world’s large spaces cannot parallel

Madam you wrong the King’s love with these fears

Is not your father grown incapable

Will you be pricked in number of our friends

And of their feather many more proud birds

To let you know of it

Sticks me at heart Sir you have well deserved

Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast

Thou injurious thief

Her that so wishes and her humble love

This present object made probation

His equal had awaked them and his honor

Thou know’st that Banquo and his Fleance lives

Menas I’ll not on shore

I chose her when I could not ask my father

Who was by good appliance recoverèd

That it shall please you to declare in hearing

Out you green-sickness carrion Out you baggage

And in my company my brother Gloucester

If not in heaven you’ll surely sup in hell

’Tis time

The nine-men’s-morris is filled up with mud

Is by a forgèd process of my death

If this sweet lady lie not guiltless here

Hail King for so thou art Behold where stands

Without the taste of danger and reproof

Th’ allusion holds in the exchange

How will he scorn how will he spend his wit

Whilst he from the one side to the other turning

O who can hold a fire in his hand

Of worthy Frenchmen Let higher Italy

Twice saying pardon doth not pardon twain

My friend Polixenes which had been done

An earl I am and Suffolk am I called

Who’s there

How unremovable and fixed he is

What a play toward I’ll be an auditor

Joyed are we that you are

The white sheet bleaching on the hedge

And by the merit of vile gold dross dust

Where he sits crownèd in his master’s spite

Nay but hear me

That has been blue but not her eyebrows

He approaches You shall hear him

Upon his body that hath slaughtered him

As well as Lewis of France or the Earl of Warwick

A sovereign shame so elbows him his own unkindness

Yet seek my father’s love still seek it sir

And certainly in strange unquietness

In God’s name I’ll ascend the regal throne

Thou know’st was banished For one thing she did

Honest good fellows ah put up put up

Is of a king become a banished man

Alack what heinous sin is it in me

I’ll speak to it though hell itself should gape

I know not what to say but give me your hands

Now by the gods I do applaud his courage

Poor I was slain when Bassianus died

But chiefly for thy face and thy behavior

Caesarion whom they call my father’s son

Which were inshelled when Martius stood for Rome

Unbated and envenomed The foul practice

I see no more in you than in the ordinary

And by this virgin palm now kissing thine

Then take we down his load and turn him off

Will bring him to his wonted way again

Not you correct him My heart weeps to see him

I thank you for your pains and courtesy

Of commendations sent from Valentine

And you may marvel why I obscured myself

As ravenous fishes do a vessel follow

Let them not cease but with a din confused

No remedy

For whilst I think I am thy married wife

Of thine own cause

To Anne Go thou to Richard and good angels tend thee

There be some such no question

Not I my lord unless I did bleed too

Had our prince

Sailors my lord they say I saw them not

All’s done my lord

And here he comes What shall be next

That the Pannonians and Dalmatians for

She may I think bestow ’t on any man

I am afeard you make a wanton of me

It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces

As full of labor as a wise man’s art

Myself disgraced and the nobility

If I do die before thee prithee shroud me

To give her the avaunt It is a pity

And I was trimmed in Madam Julia’s gown

Hath sullied all his gloss of former honor

Not like a formal man

That I have room with Rome to curse awhile

How to choose right but then I am forsworn

She is a woman therefore may be won

Let me excuse me and believe me so

He came but to be Duke of Lancaster

No my good lord I met him back again

Once more adieu My father at the road

And honorable carriage

Against such lewdsters and their lechery

That means not hath not or is not in love

Sound trumpets and set forward combatants

Gives her fame which never dies

Not to eat honey like a drone

I know this cannot be

To teeming foison even so her plenteous womb

Than is the full-winged eagle O this life

There’s not a grain of it the face to sweeten

Have you ere now denied the asker And now

Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave

Henry the Fifth thy ghost I invocate

In all humility unto his Highness

And speak unto the same Emilia

Why then ’tis time to arm and give direction

Out of the shot and danger of desire

Tell her the King that may command entreats

To none of these except it be the last

So had you need

Hundreds he sent to hell and none durst stand him

Of these Italian weeds and suit myself

Clifford devise excuses for thy faults

Hamlet returned shall know you are come home

Dies ere the weary sun set in the west

I am sorry I must never trust thee more

Our most disloyal lady for as she hath

For such kindness must relieve me

Nor with thy sweets comfort his ravenous sense

My lord you are unjust and more than so

With deafing clamor in the slippery clouds

I am sorry my integrity should breed

Than seek a dispensation for his oath

Be calm good wind Blow not a word away

In this so-never-needed help yet do not

To fill King Edward’s fame with prisoner kings

But stay thee ’tis the fruits of love I mean

Now shame upon you whe’er she does or no

Cordelia leaves you I know you what you are

Hundreds he sent to hell and none durst stand him

No wonder sir

Mistress it is Sweet lady entertain him

Tell him of Nestor one that was a man

By their own fear or sloth

Unless I have mista’en his colors much

Here boy to Pallas here to Mercury

Ah Nell forbear Thou aimest all awry

Must make content with his fortunes fit

Better than you yourself Therefore I pray you

For half thy wealth it is Antonio’s

That apprehends no further than this world

Than Bolingbroke to England Lords farewell

So sore as keeping safe Nerissa’s ring

That I revived and was an emperor

You are a saucy boy Is ’t so indeed

And so farewell until I meet thee next

So I had nothing known O now forever

Sit you down father rest you

Now York or never steel thy fearful thoughts

This is the truth or let Benvolio die

A wonder master

Nay come your hands and lips must seal it too

No my good lord Myself he and my sister

It must be by his death And for my part

I wish it grubbed up now

For any foreign preparation

You owe me no subscription Then let fall

Dismissing half your train come then to me

Whose life was England’s glory Gallia’s wonder

Put garlands on thy head

One of them is well known my gracious lord

And to her white hand see thou do commend

Even as she speaks why their hearts were yours

And poor in worth Now shall we see tomorrow

When noble Pericles shall demand his child

If it prove

Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue

Who from the sacred ashes of her honor

He’s sudden if a thing comes in his head

To what may be digested in a play

Thou hadst an Edward till a Richard killed him

In this same interlude it doth befall

Bereft of ships and men cast on this shore

But most it is presumption in us when

The elements be kind to thee and make

Which he counts but a trifle

Tybalt the reason that I have to love thee

We will have rings and things and fine array

I now am full resolved to take a wife

Away Vexation almost stops my breath

With any but with us

Signior Leonato truth it is good signior

Marry go before to field he’ll be your follower

And much different from the man he was

Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion

As little joy my lord as you suppose

Felt so much cold as overshoes in snow

And with my hand at midnight held your head

Cherish rebellion and are rebels all

On forfeit of my hands my head my heart

As thoughts of things divine are intermixed

And mine that I was proud on mine so much

But him outlive and die a violent death

O calm thee gentle lord although I know

They are but beggars that can count their worth

Wherein have you been gallèd by the King

The eldest son of this distressèd queen

As thine was to thy husband and this boy

In praising her I tell thee lord of Greece

So the gods preserve thee

Yes my good lord

Like lime-twigs set to catch my wingèd soul

They whirl asunder and dismember me

Would this report become But I consider

Change shapes with Proteus for advantages

Ingrate forgetfulness shall poison rather

And in her heart she scorns our poverty

Coming and going with thy honey breath

Where is your ancient courage You were used

Or wilt thou sleep We’ll have thee to a couch

Infusing him with self and vain conceit

For my part I may speak it to my shame

Because not there This woman’s answer sorts

And fence not Athens Matrons turn incontinent

Once more take her hence

Were there a serpent seen with forkèd tongue

Flock to the rebels and their power grows strong

He heard the name of death

Good man sit down

More than pertains to feats of broil and battle

Lonely apart But here it is Prepare

See where she comes appareled like the spring

Peace peace Be not so loud

You sunburned sicklemen of August weary

This is All Souls’ Day fellow is it not

Whereof perchance these are but furnishings

Lucius what book is that she tosseth so

Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel

My lord I say Othello

Told the sad story of my father’s death

Pompey the Great and Suffolk dies by pirates

Sir much like the same upon your finger

A title to Phoebe to Luna to the moon

As you were lessoned When he had no power

Therefore no no for I resign to thee

And you have found me for accordingly

Which is most faint Now ’tis true

After distasteful looks and these hard fractions

Three times did Richard make a lane to me

How poor are they that have not patience

Why then she’s mine Sweet let me see your face

And woo your own destruction

Well I say no And therefore for assurance

Know you not master to some kind of men

That at the parting all the church did echo

O shut the door and when thou hast done so

I have a voice and precedent of peace

But if an humble prayer may prevail

I stood upon the hatches in the storm

No quarrel but a slight contention

Sweet Isabel do yet but kneel by me

Farewell

Finds bottom in the uncomprehensive deep

No not for all the riches under heaven

Give me thy hand I had a thing to say

In our long absence Pray do not deliver

At our importance hither is he come

I have spoke it and I did it

Indeed they say the Senators tomorrow

And ready mounted are they to spit forth

Is that the chain you promised me today

The ripest fruit first falls and so doth he

Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death

Some faults to make us men Caesar is touched

My lord my lord the French have gathered head

We live to tell it that the subtle traitor

I have heard

For such a sum from special officers

Thou being a goddess I forswore not thee

Shall I do that which all the Parthian darts

From every region apes of idleness

When she has so much English

So deal with him as I prove true to you

Between the elements of air and earth

Mended again The matter proceed

They shall no more prevail than we give way to

He is enfranchisèd and come to light

And arm the minds of infants to exclaims

Hath caused to belch up you and on this island

He is but outside these penciled figures are

I can but say their protestation over

Let it flow this way my good lord

There’s not a god left unsolicited

You do remember all the circumstance

Unswear faith sworn and on the marriage bed

Intend my travel where I’ll hear from thee

Where love’s strong passion is impressed in youth

’Tis not your inky brows your black silk hair

’Tis better that the enemy seek us

O Rosalind these trees shall be my books

For fear and doting Friends begone You shall

In what thou hadst to say So with good life

Ratcliffe come hither Post to Salisbury

I after him do after him wish too

A testament of noble-ending love

O Romeo Romeo brave Mercutio is dead

On meddling monkey or on busy ape

Disgrace to your great worths and shame to me

Through Athens’ gates have we devised to steal

Give me your hand

And think it no addition nor my wish

She bears a duke’s revenues on her back

He fighteth as one weary of his life

New-dated letters from Northumberland

We’ll fight with him tonight

The Duke of Buckingham’s surveyor ha

Methinks I so should term them and the reverence

Will shake this island

Which time she chanted snatches of old lauds

Lord Stafford’s father Duke of Buckingham

A man whom both the waters and the wind

May equally determine

That frights the maidens of the villagery

Shall play the umpire arbitrating that

Lady you have Pray you peruse that letter

Be heaped like mine and that thy skill be more

By giving love your sorrow and my grief

That feelingly persuade me what I am

In thews and bulk but as this temple waxes

Hath yielded up his body to the grave

To spread his colors boy in thy behalf

My hour is almost come

You are to blame my lord to rate her so

I do not love to look on

My lips are no common though several they be

Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there

O behold

But though my cates be mean take them in good part

Madam O good empress

It is impossible you should see this

Is ’t far you ride

A queen in jest only to fill the scene

And let my griefs frown on the upper hand

When thou shalt bring me word she loves my son

Never O never do his ghost the wrong

Unto that element But long it could not be

Even as our days do grow

Upon a pleasing treaty and have hearts

Will modestly discover to yourself

But resolution and the briefest end

At duty more than I could frame employment

As how should it be so how otherwise

Hath conjured to attend I know the merchant

She sweeps it through the court with troops of ladies

A bloody deed almost as bad good mother

Can it not do and undo I will make

That in a gondola were seen together

To penetrative shame whilst the wheeled seat

Married to your good service stay till death

That I in forgery of shapes and tricks

Chide me no more I’ll mountebank their loves

He shall live a man forbid

We thank your Grace

And do not shear the fleeces that I graze

Is crammed with arrogancy spleen and pride

I have said too much unto a heart of stone

Well mocked

For testimony of her foul proceedings

Art not afeard

If she and I be pleased what’s that to you

A losing suit against him Are you answered

As fresh as morning dew distilled on flowers

And at her heels a huge infectious troop

And he hath cut those pretty fingers off

To know the reason of these arms in peace

Where he bestows himself

Your face my thane is as a book where men

Than I have named The bastard Faulconbridge

Affection’s edge in me were she as rough

Yield up O love thy crown and hearted throne

Yet hath he in him such a mind of honor

And with what zeal For now he has cracked the league

Upon whose property and most dear life

Now I do wish it love it long for it

O heavens O heavens

With most gladness

As when mine empire was your fellow too

And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel

Yet am I sick for fear Speak it again

No more The text is foolish

Is to be frighted out of fear and in that mood

Hadst thou groaned for him as I have done

Sent from our uncle Duke of Burgundy

The business asketh silent secrecy

To note the chamber I will write all down

Like youthful steers unyoked they take their courses

Because all those things you have done of late

No better if you please

Since it is bankrupt of his majesty

He hath some message to deliver us

But for a satisfaction of my thought

I may not go without you to the Kings

This speak I lords to let you understand

Thou dar’st not coward live to see that day

That is too much presumption on thy part

Lest he should help his father

Nothing of him that doth fade

Abide me if thou dar’st for well I wot

Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine

The Moor already changes with my poison

At game a-swearing or about some act

Come hither Harry sit thou by my bed

Impose me to what penance your invention

In private then

One desperate grief cures with another’s languish

I have no other but a woman’s reason

Or stones whose rate are either rich or poor

And see the holy edifice of stone

For they have pardons being asked as free

Peace let us hear what Antony can say

Unless to see my shadow in the sun

And great affinity and that in wholesome wisdom

For he is bound to sea and stays but for it

When Caesar and your brother were at blows

My liege old Gaunt commends him to your Majesty

As will the rest so willeth Winchester

I’ll never trouble you if I may spy them

’Tis so They are afoot

Even at that news he dies and then the hearts

Shall follow in your conduct speedily

Here noble lord What is thy will with her

Which is our honor bitter torture shall

Away with it Come let me have a bigger

He wished today our enterprise might thrive

Marina was she called and at her birth

That my youth suffered My story being done

But he hath chid me hence and threatened me

Fools on both sides Helen must needs be fair

Which like a waxen image ’gainst a fire

And I will fill them with prophetic tears

So opposite to marriage that she shunned

God on our side doubt not of victory

As are of better person than myself

To wife for Edward If this news be true

Prayers and tears have moved me gifts could never

Of common ounces Will you with counters sum

Sir Richard what think you You have beheld

That done laugh well at me

Makes feared and talked of more than seen your son

Thou hadst been a knave and flatterer

Hadst thou beheld

Owes nothing to thy blasts But who comes here

What’s that to me My father was no traitor

Grandam we can for my good uncle Gloucester

A heavier task could not have been imposed

Alack in me what strange effect

Most wisely hath Ulysses here discovered

Must have inventions to delight the taste

You taught me language and my profit on ’t

Is torn from forth that pretty hollow cage

Your wit’s too hot it speeds too fast ’twill tire

But now I envy at their liberty

Break off the parley for scarce I can refrain

To make a bloody supper in the Tower

Comes sneaking and so sucks her princely eggs

That followed me so near O our lives’ sweetness

Desires your Highness’ company

Faith sir you need not fear When we were boys

In disadvantage to abide a field

Who should that be Belike unlooked-for friends

And Censorinus that was so surnamed

Away be gone

As thou art in desire Wouldst thou have that

Ha

Look you draw home enough and ’tis there straight

Can do all this that he hath promisèd

I would set an ox head to your lion’s hide

There lives or dies true to King Richard’s throne

Have slime upon them such as th’ aspic leaves

When your false masters eat of my lord’s meat

No not so villain thou beliest thyself

O I am slain

Commanded nature that my lady’s womb

Is thither gone to crave the French king’s sister

To groan and sweat under the business

Or I’ll so maul you and your toasting-iron

Set on thy wife to observe Leave me Iago

The Duke of Suffolk is the first and claims

To stab at half an hour of my life

Give way there and go on

Thou knowest our reasons urged upon the way

But by thy help to this distressèd queen

He that keeps nor crust nor crumb

And fawn on rage with base humility

Myself had notice of your conventicles

And to my fortunes and the people’s favor

Hath done this deed on Caesar For your part

And for our father’s sake and mother’s care

Who lets go by no vantages that may

Here I have a pilot’s thumb

I speak to subjects and a subject speaks

At any time ’fore noon

Now Warwick wilt thou ope the city gates

That you have in her bid her answer truly

Pray you mark

What with our help what with the absent king

And I’ll keep him so

The one is Murder and Rape is the other’s name

After my death I wish no other herald

Born in a tempest when my mother died

To have them in safe stowage May it please you

Should he sit here This act persuades me

Sir I invite your Highness and your train

What with the case of eyes

Knowing my mind you wrong me Master Fenton

Upon no Christian soul but English Talbot

Ay and you hear him cog see him dissemble

Grace to boot

Because their business still lies out o’ door

I am come to survey the Tower this day

I’ll call him presently my noble lord

Your griefs For what Wrong not your prince you love

Or my dear Majesty your queen here think

Farewell York’s wife and queen of sad mischance

A great man should decline Nay an you weep

To outlook conquest and to win renown

Mustered my soldiers gathered flocks of friends

Sirrah your brother is legitimate

What is this so

Your Majesty loads our house For those of old

Of dear import and the neglecting it

Find pardon on my true submission

Upon his deathbed he by will bequeathed

After defunction of King Pharamond

Tush never tell me I take it much unkindly

Of a strange fever Upon his mere request

Let him be whipped and hanged

His absence sir

Even to the frozen ridges of the Alps

O anything of nothing first create

You do blaspheme the good in mocking me

By heaven it is the same I gave the doctor

O courage courage princes Great Achilles

Your use and counsel we shall send for you

Knocks go and come God’s vassals drop and die

And what to her adheres which follows after

It was both impious and unnatural

He did

Sir Walter Herbert a renownèd soldier

What Gertrude How does Hamlet

No no it cannot be And yet my heart

Men’s vows are women’s traitors All good seeming

Be calm good wind Blow not a word away

When I desire it too

Yes

With tears of innocency and terms of zeal

And for the same he promised me a chain

I cannot reach so high

That her wide walks encompassed but one man

And leave you hindmost

Who Pyramus presented in their sport

Nay do not say stand up

My Lord Ulysses tell me I beseech you

I will most willingly attend your Ladyship

It is the show and seal of nature’s truth

His brother here and put him to the sword

And in that shame still live my sorrows’ rage

Than I by letters shall direct your course

But here comes Antony Welcome Mark Antony

Upon my part shall be inviolable

Here What would my lord

All clinquant all in gold like heathen gods

I’ll catch it ere it come to ground

Fear not sweet wench they shall not touch thee Kate

I will not bed her

Prefer them hither For to cunning men

Prevented from a damnèd enterprise

I’ll to the mart and there for Dromio stay

Of divers witnesses which the Duke desired

There was a yielding this admits no excuse

Give him all kindness I had rather have

To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight

There is my gage Aumerle in gage to thine

Why brother Hector

Some messenger betwixt me and the peers

I’ll by a sign give notice to our friends

Of the beast Caliban and his confederates

As mine own face If there be cords or knives

And wish he had not so accused her

Outsells them all I love her therefore but

And if I die no soul will pity me

Then sweet my lord I’ll call mine uncle down

So so Farewell we are gone

And ask the Lady Bona for thy queen

No better than a sty O see my women

They thus directed we will follow

I am that merry wanderer of the night

Enfranchisement immediate on his knees

And see how he will take it at your hands

So much I hate a breaking cause to be

With vile participation Not an eye

Say Earl of Suffolk if thy name be so

Well my good fellows wait on me tonight

Your needful counsel to our businesses

Surely by all the glory you have won

My maid Nerissa and myself meantime

Because she will admit no kind of suit

We please them not by land

Look what I will not that I cannot do

Above the sense of sense so sensible

Trust nobody for fear you be betrayed

Why you have given me such clear lights of favor

Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness

O’erblows the filthy and contagious clouds

’Tis dinnertime quoth I My gold quoth he

To th’ waterside I must conduct your Grace

Fill till the cup be hid

O’er sixteen years and leave the growth untried

When honor’s at the stake How stand I then

Methinks a father

Could my good brother suffer you to do it

By the time I linger here

Is he not here

That ever I should call thee castaway

If overboldly we have borne ourselves

They belch us

Therefore I have entreated him along

And once again I do receive thee honest

Gave any tragic instance of our harm

Against the grace and person of my master

She was false as water

The injury of tongues in courts and kingdoms

My operant powers their functions leave to do

Bianca’s grief

That greatness should so grossly offer it

Art thou my son

O you gods you gods must I endure all this

Our own love waking cries to see what’s done

Bring it I pray you to the Porpentine

Lucius proconsul and to you the tribunes

Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took

Bearing it to the bloody slaughterhouse

But for the end it works to Come our stomachs

For these contempts Aside Why thus it shall become

O gentle lady

That do demonstrate thinly

That’s too long for a play

What dreadful noise of waters in my ears

To be receivèd plain I’ll speak more gross

Good sir this ring was given me by my wife

So much as from occasion you may glean

That argues but the shame of your offense

Presenteth them unto the gazing moon

To know my errand madam

And of the paste a coffin I will rear

As you fly from your oft-subduèd slaves

This morning come before us where I know

Commanded of me these most poisonous compounds

And Norfolk throw down his

Was it not to refresh the mind of man

That in crossways and floods have burial

The first was Menelaus’ kiss this mine

And I again in Henry’s royal name

Signifies that from you great Rome shall suck

To bid his young son welcome to his grave

Go my dread lord to your great-grandsire’s tomb

And with th’ incorporal air do hold discourse

Of my Lord Hastings’ late imprisonment

Sticks deeper grows with more pernicious root

Out on thee villain Wherefore dost thou mad me

Luxuriously picked out For I am sure

I’ll send my prayers with him

Out of this fell devouring receptacle

Lest that thy love prove likewise variable

I grant sweet love that I did love a lady

O Earth which this blood drink’st revenge his death

To any happy messenger from thence

Than to repute himself a son of Rome

Saw sighs reek from you noted well your passion

To prick us to redress What other bond

To wrathful terms This place is dangerous

Is by the stern Lord Clifford done to death

This fellow pecks up wit as pigeons peas

And out of question so it is sometimes

Maintain I know not what ’tis trash Farewell

How hard it is to hide the sparks of nature

I knit my handkercher about your brows

That many things having full reference

And let him say to England that we send

And come to Padua careless of your life

And very rich But thou ’rt too much my friend

I am sorry for ’t not seeming

Th’ addition nobly ever

In deep designs in matter of great moment

Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape

The wrongèd heirs of York do pray for thee

I’ll serve you sir five hundred at the rate

Bear Worcester to the death and Vernon too

Have hent the gates and very near upon

With your fair honors You Lord Archbishop

And leave itself unfurnished Yet look how far

An armor friends I pray you let me see it

Will you make haste

Go not away What have you there my friend

Lysander What removed Lysander lord

I am no woman I’ll not swoon at it

Full thirty thousand marks of English coin

A picture sir When comes your book forth

Wherein have you been gallèd by the King

Ay if his enemy deliver it

Hadst thou been meek our title still had slept

And stir them up against a mightier task

Yea even I alone

And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be

Ha Wherefore

Had we done so at first we had droven them home

’Tis the old Nestor

On whom foul death hath made this slaughter

And so rebel to judgment

March on march on since we are up in arms

Enter the city Clip your wives your friends

He is married

I am with you

How now my son

Was fashioned to much honor From his cradle

Else your memory is bad going o’er it erewhile

To offend and judge are distinct offices

More womanly than he hardly gave audience or

Why then my cousin Margaret and Ursula

To view the field in safety and dispose

Now stay your strife What shall be is dispatched

Look sir

But ’twas ere I was born

My lords before it pleased his Majesty

And disinherited thine only son

Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate

By crying comfort from a hollow breast

I’ll set her on

Than secret Romans that have spoke the word

With gazing fed and fancy dies

It works Come on

That we remember There is our commission

Great in our hope lay our best love and credence

From every tree lop bark and part o’ th’ timber

My words express my purpose

That e’er I heard Shall I produce the men

Till now some nine moons wasted they have used

Defend the justice of my cause with arms

Your oath my lord is vain and frivolous

Till Bolingbroke have pardoned thee Away begone

Which you will wonder at

My disobedience ’gainst the King my father

What is the matter with our cousin now

We give to thee our guiltless blood to drink

More fertile-fresh than all the field to see

Know my name is lost

From flowery tenderness If I must die

Had he not reason Lord Demetrius

Between that royal field of Shrewsbury

Hoo says ’a There’s my cap

Hath killed the flock of all affections else

Is this the Talbot so much feared abroad

Came this from Hamlet to her

Than would make up his message

We might recover all our loss again

And now ’tis far too huge to be blown out

That thou restrain’st from me the duty which

Not to be shaked the agent for his master

Without corrival all her dignities

As I intend to thrive in this new world

Belike you slew great number of his people

Past grace Obedience

The father of this seeming lady and

And with you take the chain and bid my wife

No nor a man that fears you less than he

Doctor your service for this time is ended

Who have we here Rome’s royal empress

So slight unworthy and ridiculous

See Brutus at his house Three parts of him

That dares not undertake He’ll not feel wrongs

That he is a traitor foul and dangerous

Do thou thy master’s bidding When thou seest him

To this same blessèd Milford And by th’ way

If this were true then should I know this secret

Comes this way to the melancholy vale

Hanged in the frowning wrinkle of her brow

Between the elements of air and earth

For there will be a world of water shed

For thee to slaughter For my daughters Richard

O he’s a limb that has but a disease

For that I saw the tyrant’s power afoot

I will lay odds that ere this year expire

And Caesar’s spirit ranging for revenge

When he shall hear she died upon his words

So you must be the first that gives this sentence

Harry to Harry shall hot horse to horse

What a coil is there Dromio Who are those at the gate

True made the lame to leap and fly away

So please you sir their speed

Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband

His flight was madness When our actions do not

When on my three-foot stool I sit and tell

Ay with such gifts that heaven shall share with you

Guyen Champaigne Rheims Roan Orleance

O thou Othello that wert once so good

I have heard

Till my attempt so much be glorified

And left us to the rage of France his sword

What subject can give sentence on his king

Though inclination be as sharp as will

Stay Whence are you

For their advantage and your Highness’ loss

Our purpose necessary and not envious

And what a pitch she flew above the rest

Is much more general than these lines import

Am I the first that have been perjured so

’Tis but the shadow of a wife you see

Hath he forgot he is his sovereign

Without the which I am not to be won

See if thou canst outface me with thy looks

And thereof came it that the man was mad

For a quart of ale is a dish for a king

Embrace him dear Thaisa This is he

That our best water brought by conduits hither

The common people by numbers swarm to us

Excuse it not for I am peremptory

For I will buzz abroad such prophecies

My foreward shall be drawn out all in length

Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine

Tarry a little There is something else

And then deny her aiding hand therein

Look what I speak or do or think to do

Rescue my lord of Norfolk rescue rescue

The theme of our assembly

’Has had most favorable and happy speed

Never did faithful subject more rejoice

Desires your Majesty to leave the field

Till we have brought Duke Humphrey in disgrace

The wrinkles in my brows now filled with blood

Is it come to this

What I can do I will and more I will

Take this purse of gold

I do suspect I have done some offense

You fillip me o’ th’ head

To nothing but despair A thousand knees

To fetch his daughter home who first is gone

Learn him forbearance from so foul a wrong

I am content

For I am rough and woo not like a babe

As far as toucheth my particular

Here’s a lady that wants breathing too

Without control lusted to make a prey

Undone by goodness Strange unusual blood

When capital crimes chewed swallowed and digested

Of my more fierce endeavor I have seen drunkards

But yet ’tis one

I warrant something from Venice

To vow and swear and superpraise my parts

With all his crimes broad blown as flush as May

That of his bounties taste The five best senses

No more will I their babes Tears virginal

When Helen is defended nor none so noble

As fits a king’s remembrance

Is quite beyond mine arm out of the blank

Further than he is Caesar

To slay his daughter with his own right hand

O Hamlet what a falling off was there

The tyrannous and bloody act is done

You shall have your desires with interest

The Bull being galled gave Aries such a knock

Seize on him furies Take him unto torment

Unless thou let his silver water keep

I pray you pass with your best violence

Uncle even in the glasses of thine eyes

Grew shameless desperate opened in despite

And thrice his head thus waving up and down

Peace ho Let us hear him

Good morrow fair ones Pray you if you know

Whereon to practice your severity

To imitate the graces of the gods

But thou must needs be sure

Ourselves to end ourselves

For more is to be said and to be done

Be angry and dispatch O couldst thou speak

Thou art as opposite to every good

Will you speak well of him that killed your cousin

A threadbare juggler and a fortune-teller

For he’s disposèd as the hateful raven

Have stooped my neck under your injuries

Tut this was nothing but an argument

Which was declining on the milky head

Through the forest have I gone

But being overfull of self-affairs

That was expected by the Dauphin here

I am ignorant in what I am commanded

Lo whilst I waited on my tender lambs

He Murder cries and help from Athens calls

Now like to whelps we crying run away

Was broke in twain by whom I have forgot

Thou gentle nymph cherish thy forlorn swain

Gentlemen why do you stir so early

To pluck bright honor from the pale-faced moon

Both her sweet hands her tongue and that more dear

Alcides thou mine ancestor thy rage

Is but a little way above our heads

This bodiless creation ecstasy

His own opinion was his law I’ th’ presence

He is indeed and living to kill thee

Excellent

Your wife is like to reap a proper man

Even so void is your false heart of truth

Baked and impasted with the parching streets

Than when you left him Even now he sung

Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born

And give him from me this most needful note

Fluttered your Volscians in Corioles

Colleaguèd with this dream of his advantage

To Persia and want guilders for my voyage

And send the hearers weeping to their beds

And therefore is Love said to be a child

I cry you mercy madam Was it you

Than youthful April shall with all his showers

Thou Richard shalt to the Duke of Norfolk

This sword and these my wounds Let th’ Egyptians

To his new kingdom of ne’er-changing night

Within this hour my man shall be with thee

By your leave hostess

’Twixt this and supper Go not my horse the better

What wouldst thou

Yet am I thankful If my heart were great

The poet’s eye in a fine frenzy rolling

Hold here’s more gold for thee

The youth says well Now hear our English king

Have travailed in the great shower of your gifts

That judgment cannot cure Which thing to do

Where

Well could I leave our sport to sleep awhile

Away then Come seek the conspirators

Till honor be bought up and no sword worn

Not separated with the racking clouds

Ay let the County take you in your bed

Pray God she prove not masculine ere long

Fall into taint which to believe of her

Yea without stop didst let thy heart consent

More counsel with more money bounteous Timon

Your man and you are marvelous merry sir

Adieu adieu adieu Thisbe falls

He shall have merely justice and his bond

Requires slow pace at first Anger is like

For when no friends are by men praise themselves

Enough to make a whore forswear her trade

And therein negligent or else a fool

While greasy Joan doth keel the pot

Ay by my faith that bears a frosty sound

Grief joys joy grieves on slender accident

The people cry you mocked them and of late

Kent father sisters What i’ th’ storm i’ th’ night

And most desire should meet the blow of justice

Surety secure but modest doubt is called

That thou provok’st thyself to cast him up

Great lords from Ireland am I come amain

And to my state grew stranger being transported

O ten times faster Venus’ pigeons fly

Which at the first are scarce found to distaste

Give dreadful note of preparation

Honest Iago

Of his true titles to some certain dukedoms

Turn head and stop pursuit for coward dogs

When time is ripe which will be suddenly

Cuts off the ceremonious vows of love

If she be curst it is for policy

As long a term as yet we have to live

What keep a week away Seven days and nights

That none shall have access unto Bianca

And take the shame with joy

Let it be so And you my noble prince

With such a careless force and forceless care

But mine shall be a comfort to your age

Fire burn and cauldron bubble

And now methinks I have a mind to it

A good blunt fellow Why being younger born

That takes away by any secret course

Art thou certain this is true Is ’t most certain

There’s none Protector of the realm but I

When thou wert regent for our sovereign

O she’s warm

The barks of trees thou browsèd On the Alps

’Twould be my tyranny to strike and gall them

Unto the wishèd haven of my bliss

Nay I have verses too I thank Berowne

With this affair along For all our thanks

My wedded lord I ne’er shall see again

Ere the ninth hour I drunk him to his bed

But you at your sick service had a prince

Ay my lord

Nor claim no further than your new-fall’n right

Now perjured Henry wilt thou kneel for grace

Let me be counted serviceable How look I

Some speedy messenger bid her repair

Here under leave of Brutus and the rest

Thou lay’st in every gash that love hath given me

Ay

A father and a friend to thee and Rome

Dark night that from the eye his function takes

And grew a twenty years’ removèd thing

High on a stage be placed to the view

That my integrity and truth to you

Was he not held a learnèd man

The Cardinal’s and Sir Thomas Lovell’s heads

But if you be afeard to hear the worst

And he will after his sour fashion tell you

An elder than herself So wears she to him

Not on a band but on a stronger thing

The bitter sentence of poor Clarence’ death

Look here comes one a gentlewoman of mine

’Tis but her picture I have yet beheld

When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand

With gentle conference soft and affable

Why do fond men expose themselves to battle

It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh

Like to an entered tide they all rush by

Not body’s death but body’s banishment

I trod upon a worm against my will

You have here lady

Yet to supply the ripe wants of my friend

But I protest he had the chain of me

Most piteous to be wild I have dispatched in post

A kinder value of the people than

Thy biddings have been done and every hour

You won it wore it kept it gave it me

That spoiled your summer fields and fruitful vines

And I with all unwillingness will go

Save me and hover o’er me with your wings

’Twas I but ’tis not I I do not shame

I rather think

Away away be gone

Tomorrow shall you bear our full intent

Since now we will divest us both of rule

Whatever fortune stays him from his word

To answer twenty thousand such as you

From men of royal siege and my demerits

This is most certain that I shall deliver

Nothing What news

That thou art banishèd O that’s the news

Ophelia walk you here Gracious so please you

To know his pleasure and in that behalf

Good Master Doctor see him safe conveyed

The act of order to a peopled kingdom

If you should die before him where’s her dower

The sweet and bitter fool

Waste it for you like taper light

Either led or driven as we point the way

Good madam hear me

No longer stay

And what of him Tranio

My utmost skill in his recovery provided

Tell Athens in the sequence of degree

For then I should not love thee no nor thou

Is all too wanton and too full of gauds

Prithee have done

Earth’s increase foison plenty

And bid me hold my peace I pray you all

And he that slew them fouler than he is

Pursuit would be but vain

My grievèd ear withal whereon I begged

What good could they pretend

Because it is an enemy to thee

Not he I hope

And therefore take this compact of a truce

Yet not the son I will not call him son

No Titus no the Emperor needs her not

In the King’s business

Thy country’s strength and weakness thine own ways

I am hurt

If I would yield him my virginity

News from Verona How now Balthasar

Thy words I grant are bigger for I wear not

For if I do I’ll mar the young clerk’s pen

No never such an oath nor will not now

With such austerity as ’longeth to a father

May the winds blow till they have wakened death

Is leaning cheek to cheek Is meeting noses

The demi-Atlas of this Earth the arm

Come let us go and make thy father blind

Drink off this potion Is thy union here

Within the forerank of our articles

Sick now Droop now This sickness doth infect

In whose success we are gentle I beseech you

Will they return

What kind of catechizing call you this

They bear the mandate they must sweep my way

I’ll steal away

As is delivered to your Majesty

Which like a taper in some monument

That nor my service past nor present sorrows

Like her O Isis ’tis impossible

And come to us as favorers not as foes

Before you visit him to make inquire

By any livelihood he showed today

They called us for our fierceness English dogs

In any staining act

Nor will I sue although the King have mercies

I do suspect thee very grievously

I’ll fight their legions o’er

I fear thou art another counterfeit

The Duke of Alanson flieth to his side

Make periods in the midst of sentences

By your own true affections and that your minds

Who with her head nimble in threats approached

I think it is the weakness of mine eyes

Almost at odds with morning which is which

To be by oath enjoined to this Farewell

Folly in fools bears not so strong a note

And swelling o’er with arts and exercise

I should not die but in Jerusalem

But to make open proclamation

If only to go warm were gorgeous

Who’s that that bears the scepter

The other must be held the worthier

I did say so

It is You lie you lie

When my poor heart no measure keeps in grief

If not shun me and I will spare your haunts

Hopeless and helpless doth Egeon wend

Perhaps they had ere this but that they stay

Did you too much disquiet For that you must

Of monstrous lust the due and just reward

Such a one they all confess

I might have saved her Now she’s gone forever

As might have drawn one to a longer voyage

With all my love I do commend me to you

I will send him hither to you presently

Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage

But mantled in your own

The graves stood tenantless and the sheeted dead

That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion

’Gainst Fortune’s state would treason have pronounced

And fit you to your manhood May the gods

Deservedly confined into this rock

Or else was wrangling Somerset in th’ error

Master go on and I will follow thee

We must suggest the people in what hatred

Do child go to it grandam child

Hath broke their hearts March noble lord

My brother’s love the devil and my rage

What sum owes he the Jew

This festered joint cut off the rest rest sound

And touched with choler hot as gunpowder

One part of Aquitaine is bound to us

She could not sway her house command her followers

As I confess it is my nature’s plague

Strike the proud cedars ’gainst the fiery sun

No for he could not so resign his crown

Where is he

Thetis being proud swallowed some part o’ th’ earth

Conceptions only proper to myself

Nor thou nor he are any sons of mine

Which honor does acknowledge whereof the least

O God which this blood mad’st revenge his death

He says he does being then most flatterèd

You fight in justice Then in God’s name lords

Mine innocent child

Demetrius loves your fair O happy fair

As o’er a brook to see fair Portia

Go to Flint Castle There I’ll pine away

Beshrew the winners for they played me false

As it were doomsday

Wherever in your sightless substances

I thank your Grace the gift hath made me happy

Therefore my lord go travel for a while

We are yours i’ th’ garden Shall ’s attend you there

To fair Marina but in no wise

Therefore accept such kindness as I can

But let them measure us by what they will

If you do wrongfully seize Hereford’s rights

And look how well my garments sit upon me

Says that you savor too much of your youth

Then let him know and tell him Timon speaks it

Make our eyes flow with joy hearts dance with comforts

Good meat sir is common that every churl affords

Lucius Lucullus and Sempronius all

So went to bed where eagerly his sickness

If anything more than your sport and pleasure

Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar

That they do hold their course toward Tewkesbury

Within the Temple Hall we were too loud

And he a prince and ruler of the land

Let them be hunted soundly At this hour

Take no unkindness of his hasty words

Well sir this gentleman is come to me

If you will bless me sir and give me leave

And save poor me the weaker

To spend upon his haters If thou please

In my oration how the people take

To angle for your thoughts But you are wise

Come let’s all take hands

Ill-spirited Worcester did not we send grace

A man that all his time

These ruined pillars out of pity taken

They be alone

Why such and such and the contents o’ th’ story

I am left out for me nothing remains

I saw upon her finger

And be you kings command and I’ll obey

The image of his maker hope to win by it

To fight against this guilty homicide

The other eye of Gloucester

For the ass to the Jude Give it him Jud-as away

The singing masons building roofs of gold

That had not half a week to go like rams

Is this wind westerly that blows

I will when you are humble nay before

Pembroke and Stafford you in our behalf

Haste signify so much while we attend

To Bianca Go ply thy needle meddle not with her

That very dogs disdained and in this habit

And that in Hamlet’s hearing for a quality

Give me a torch I am not for this ambling

That am a poor and humble subject to you

The faiths of men ne’er stainèd with revolt

So many mermaids tended her i’ th’ eyes

That keeps his leaves in spite of any storm

Being but the one half of an entire sum

In this your cousin’s death

To th’ field to th’ field

So will I turn her virtue into pitch

You have stood your limitation and the Tribunes

Hang out our banners on the outward walls

To take advantage of the absent time

That scald’st with safety By his gates of breath

The trumpet sounds Be masked the maskers come

And my more-having would be as a sauce

Such as move men Besides she hath prosperous art

At the hedge corner in the coldest fault

Where your good word cannot advantage him

Were they all made such men How now Pisanio

Nay to be perjured which is worst of all

My lord and husband

Dishonor not her honorable name

The fatal colors of our striving houses

That last is true The sweeter rest was mine

Aside For they account his head upon the Bridge

’Tis he I ken the manner of his gait

In the extremity of great and little

Are of consent and sufferance in this

Yet for all this say not that Percy’s dead

No earthly mean to save him but that either

When misery could beguile the tyrant’s rage

To evil should be done by none

Ay Beauty’s princely majesty is such

Their cruel parricide filling their hearers

Which made the fault that we cannot correct

I may not suffer you to visit them

What art thou that keep’st me out from the house I owe

Your bounty virtue fair humility

And therefore I will take the Nevilles’ parts

What though the mast be now blown overboard

I and ten thousand in this luckless realm

O let me clip you

So soon ta’en prisoner and that furious Scot

And pursy insolence shall break his wind

That go before it

You must not now deny it is your hand

Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take

Huntsman I charge thee tender well my hounds

Where one on his side fights thousands will fly

My lessons make no music in three parts

Where we have lived and so extort from ’s that

In the main battle whose puissance on either side

Against them both my true joints bended be

Who all this while hath reveled in the night

In manners as in shape Thy blood and virtue

Pray God my news be worth a welcome lord

My back o’ t’ other side Ah my back my back

Thy sorrow in my breast Come ladies go

And let us do it with no show of fear

Decked in thy rights as thou art stalled in mine

Might so have tempted him as you have done

And in no sense is meet or amiable

If it should give your age such cause of fear

Well no more

Dwelt by a churchyard I will tell it softly

Now heaven forfend the holy maid with child

And meeting here the other messenger

A cloak as long as thine will serve the turn

Go Captain from me greet the Danish king

In such gross kind

And from a mouth of honor quite cry down

Be touched at very heart

Tombless with no remembrance over them

Might but redeem the passage of your age

And strain their cheeks to idle merriment

Destroy our friends and after weep their dust

And knowing how the debt grows I will pay it

Come

Art thou not second woman in the realm

Their armèd staves in charge their beavers down

She is abused stol’n from me and corrupted

But thoughts the slaves of life and life time’s fool

What time o’ day is ’t Apemantus

Toad

O bitter consequence

And with such cozenage is ’t not perfect conscience

Curtsy sweethearts and so the measure ends

Who knows not that the gentle duke is dead

Peace for I will not have to do with you

Of officer and office set all hearts i’ th’ state

Cannot hold out to Tyrus There I’ll leave it

But suck them up to th’ topmast A kind of conquest

It stops me here it is too much of joy

To show us so much gentry and goodwill

Of which I do accuse myself so sorely

And kept low shrubs from winter’s pow’rful wind

Am I your bird I mean to shift my bush

Or if you will to speak more properly

As I did stand my watch upon the hill

At an unusual hour

And I will please you what you will demand

’Tis one thing to be tempted Escalus

Is so from sense in hardness that I can

The ruin of the state

Than she which by her death our Caesar tells

If any noise or soldier you perceive

Of all the trades in Rome Look I am going

Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become

Ha what sayst thou Silvius

The stale of horses and the gilded puddle

Lest over-eying of his odd behavior

Rouse him Make after him poison his delight

Were never orphans had so dear a loss

No embers up Here comes the noble Antony

Why then I suck my teeth and catechize

Tremble like aspen leaves upon a lute

’Tis more than time And my most noble lord

Speak Edmund where’s the King And where’s Cordelia

He made a blushing cital of himself

Dear sir forbear

The wrong I did myself which was so much

And in this upshot purposes mistook

And all to have the noble duke alive

Lives not to act another Be satisfied

And so am I for Rosalind

Be plain good son and homely in thy drift

Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Gloucester

As when they are fresh

We do my lord

What to ourselves in passion we propose

And balms applied to you yet dare I never

No

They are apt enough to dislocate and tear

King Henry’s issue Richmond comforts thee

Against whom comest thou And what’s thy quarrel

So like you ’tis the worse Behold my lords

Thanks courteous wall Jove shield thee well for this

Make up no factious numbers for the matter

Which we ascribe to heaven The fated sky

To bring my whole cause ’fore his Holiness

And made the most notorious geck and gull

To shame the zeal of my petition to thee

And with your puissant arm renew their feats

A stouter champion never handled sword

We have whereupon the Earl of Worcester

Will tie you to the numbers and the time

And hangs on Dian’s temple Dear Valeria

Here’s such ado to make no stain a stain

You must needs dine with me Go not you hence

And do not say ’tis superstition that

Delivers in such apt and gracious words

And so good rest

Pursued my humor not pursuing his

We now present Those that can pity here

Did with the least affection of a welcome

And fled as he hears since to Burgundy

That virtuous Lady Bona thy fair sister

That it may please you leave these sad designs

Troilus by Menelaus

And fall on my side so against your will

If e’er thou stand at mercy of my sword

Blows you to Padua here from old Verona

For she’s a woman to be pitied much

Some officers take them away Good guard

I have read three hours then Mine eyes are weak

Hath looked upon my passes Then good prince

Your sudden coming-o’er to play with you

Our house is hell and thou a merry devil

So shalt thou sinew both these lands together

That did oppose my will Better Macbeth

And I expressly am forbid to touch it

Come you are deceived I think of no such thing

Descended from the Duke of Clarence’ house

Thy grave admonishments prevail with me

This is a way to kill a wife with kindness

Tut I can counterfeit the deep tragedian

Have loved without this mean if on both parts

He offers in another’s enterprise

From her propriety What is the matter masters

Darkness and devils

You must not be so quick

There is a lord will hear you play tonight

Yet by reputing of his high descent

Is it your trick to make me ope the door

Within this mile break forth a hundred springs

Vouchsafe to speak my thanks and my obedience

I that do bring the news made not the match

Till George be packed with post-horse up to heaven

Time calls upon ’s

O my lord

Th’ idea of her life shall sweetly creep

Domestic awe night rest and neighborhood

Or bring him off Fate hear me what I say

Imperious Caesar dead and turned to clay

For ’tis a bond in men Give him thy daughter

Patience is sottish and impatience does

Unto the Prince’s heart of Calydon

Then by myself

A woman’s story at a winter’s fire

As then your force did Take that life beseech you

Out of a great deal of old iron I chose forth

Come mourn with me for what I do lament

And God forbid my dear and faithful lord

Life and these lips have long been separated

And when I have stol’n upon these son-in-laws

Are brought to the correction of your law

Come lady come Farewell my friend

And you all know security

With all the strength and armor of the mind

To suffer with him Good love call him back

In double knavery How how Let’s see

Are nursed by baseness Thou ’rt by no means valiant

Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint

No faith no honesty in men All perjured

Splits what it speaks The wild disguise hath almost

And bring some covering for this naked soul

Dear general I never gave you cause

A merriment than a vice

Then sigh not so but let them go

We two in great amazedness will fly

Defective in their natures grow to wildness

Jewel of children seen this hour he had paired

To find the empty vast and wand’ring air

We honor you with trouble But we came

Can buy this unprized precious maid of me

And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs

That I have done for you

You’re welcome gentlemen

That seest a game played home the rich stake drawn

By law of nature and of nations ’longs

Good sooth it showed well in you Do so now

Stretches itself beyond the hour of death

Speak this no more

A priestly farewell to her Suddenly woman

Have you yourselves Somerset Buckingham

Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses

But by immortal providence she’s mine

Wert thou the Hector

Then love-devouring death do what he dare

I life would wish and that I might

For he is gracious if he be observed

Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succor sent

Is in his brain He bites his lip and starts

Shall see this and bless heaven

Something to save thy life

Then certifies your Lordship that this night

No ’tis his kind of speech He did not mock us

Who slew today a riotous gentleman

I know not what but formal in apparel

For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered

Here’s Rome’s young captain Let him tell the tale

Enter sir the castle

To their lord’s murder Roasted in wrath and fire

What mak’st thou me a dullard in this act

To answer thy best pleasure Be ’t to fly

Rent off thy silver hair thy other hand

’Tis not yet near day Come go with me

With all the virtues that attend the good

Importing health and graveness Two months since

Till you conclude that he upon whose side

’Tis strange to think how much King John hath lost

And Somerset another goodly mast

The sea with such a storm as his bare head

And finding little comfort to relieve them

The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny

Divide me from your bosom

Ay you have been a mouse-hunt in your time

And wished in silence that it were not his

Upon my smiles Go get thee from me Cromwell

But who did bid thee join with us

I am the shadow of poor Buckingham

What can you do me greater harm than hate

Go thou toward home where I will never come

O sweet-suggesting Love if thou hast sinned

Let go the hand of that arch-heretic

Even now we heard a hollow burst of bellowing

O my lord my lord

Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me

For I mine eyes will rivet to his face

Reward did threaten and encourage him

Gertrude do not drink

A lady like me with a love even such

Who’s born that day

Which she hath praised him with above compare

As make your bouts more violent to that end

For her poor brother’s pardon

What pain it cost what danger Gods

That it will quickly drop My day is dim

More valor in me than my habits show

Ay marry

Thou hast Sebastian done good feature shame

You showed your teeth like apes and fawned like hounds

Good master take it not unkindly pray

O just but severe law

Nor I’ll assure you better taken sir

Was ever known so great and little loss

Was not that Hector

The substance of my speech If that rebellion

Of wat’ry Neptune is now bound in with shame

And talk to you sometimes Dwell I but in the suburbs

But boldly stand and front him to his face

Never to hope again

I say she never did invent this letter

Where sits Deformity to mock my body

I serve you madam

I have yielded to Fresh embassies and suits

Most like this dreadful night

And reason panders will

With that sour ferryman which poets write of

Did not deserve corn gratis Being i’ th’ war

A chough of as deep chat O that you bore

Why then a ladder quaintly made of cords

O that I were a mockery king of snow

Alack for mercy

Master go on and I will follow thee

An if the devil come and roar for them

Women and children of so high a courage

Might in their working do you that offense

All my abilities in thy behalf

As thou art knight never to disobey

My sighs and tears and will not once relent

Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are

And there is nothing left remarkable

Love lend me patience to forbear awhile

Why then ’tis hers my lord and being hers

Let me have audience for a word or two

Must have a word anon Lay hold on him

So by a roaring tempest on the flood

Loves for his own ends not for you

And stand between her back sir and the fire

And commendable proved let’s die in pride

The King’s attorney on the contrary

Poor bird thou ’dst never fear the net nor lime

Hark hark one knocks Portia go in awhile

So would not I My love doth so approve him

This is a dreadful sentence

O by whom

Should we be silent and not speak our raiment

Is purchase of a heavy curse from Rome

What louring star now envies thy estate

Like hardiment Posthumus hath

Thy brother being carelessly encamped

From every meaner man

You know a sword employed is perilous

The curse of heaven and men succeed their evils

Seal up the mouth of outrage for awhile

I would I had your bond For I perceive

O Fate take not away thy heavy hand

The castle royally is manned my lord

What wicked and dissembling glass of mine

Nor bruise her flow’rets with the armèd hoofs

The news of thy success and when he reads

My actions are as noble as my thoughts

Than you can put us to ’t

Strike up the drum cry Courage and away

From time to time I have acquainted you

Come hither gentlemen

Came on the part of York pressed by his master

I pray you sir go forth

By all the everlasting gods I’ll go

Together with the pitiful complaints

Why these balls bound there’s noise in it ’Tis hard

Doth add more grief to too much of mine own

With Roger Bolingbroke the conjurer

Your very worshipful and loving friends

Force her hence

So is the bargain

Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole

I will not leave the half-achieved Harfleur

By the eternal God whose name and power

Plague him with flies Though that his joy be joy

Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke

Where is the County’s page that raised the watch

Have cost a mass of public treasury

Tell me Apollo for thy Daphnes love

Who calls

The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor

My honor would not let ingratitude

Cool and congeal again to what it was

May trumpet to the world My heart’s subdued

I hear some noise Lady come from that nest

This is a strange repose to be asleep

It is not so for how can this be true

They have not been commanded mighty king

To seek out sorrow that dwells everywhere

So now the gates are ope Now prove good seconds

Thou hast made me giddy

As seld I have the chance I would desire

So flewed so sanded and their heads are hung

Whose leisure I have stayed have given him time

Until the Queen his mistress bury it

And made their bends adornings At the helm

And my young mistress thus I did bespeak

Nay sure I think she holds them prisoners still

Believe me lords were none more wise than I

Which I hope well is not enrollèd there

Fell slaughter on their souls Heaven rest them now

Cry Trojans

And thus I set my foot on ’s neck even then

To gorge his appetite shall to my bosom

That Falstaff at that oak shall meet with us

By violent swiftness that which we run at

And worthy shameful check it were to stand

That so I harried him Why methinks by him

Where on a sudden one hath wounded me

A charge Lord York that I will see performed

Root of hemlock digged i’ th’ dark

For mine own part

She had just cause

The arm of mine own body and the heart

A slave without a knock

And cut her hands and trimmed her as thou sawest

And my integrity ne’er knew the crafts

For all the frosty nights that I have watched

Come ’tis no matter

Yourself held precious in the world’s esteem

And in some sort these wants of mine are crowned

That we present us to him

Nay stay Thou shouldst be honest

Have we done aught amiss Show us wherein

That e’er I sighed for Pity move my father

Then to cart with Rosalind

To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars

Most worthy gentleman I and my friend

Lest thou be hated both of God and man

To lock such rascal counters from his friends

The orchard walls are high and hard to climb

Let him come in

A strong faith to conceal it

But do not love thyself then thou wilt keep

O would thou wert as thou tofore hast been

A very drudge of nature’s have subdued me

The princes orgulous their high blood chafed

Besides he says there are two councils kept

But carries on the stream of his dispose

You will not do ’t for all the world I hope

I do not think it good

Brought them to be lamented Our army shall

Cunning

Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood

It were not for your quiet nor your good

Hearing so much will speed her foot again

Thou never shouldst love woman like to me

And never stir assailants

The acts commencèd on this ball of earth

O then dear saint let lips do what hands do

Whom love hath turned almost the wrong side out

Ay madam from the reach of these my hands

That you are now a maid Thus then in brief

Let me thy servant and not sovereign be

I am sick of this false world and will love nought

Good even Casca Brought you Caesar home

Like powder in a skilless soldier’s flask

How I may formally in person bear

I faint O Iras Charmian ’Tis no matter

Dismiss your followers and as suitors should

My necessaries are embarked Farewell

Tush man abodements must not now affright us

Why fare thee well Here is some gold for thee

Make servants of their betters

Flatter and praise commend extol their graces

To help me sort such needful ornaments

To bid me trudge

Had she affections and warm youthful blood

I do not much dislike the matter but

He came in thunder His celestial breath

And publish it that she is dead indeed

To th’ bottom of the worst Let Helen go

Hector thou sleep’st Awake thee

He shall not make me there a joyful bride

Love wrought these miracles Bianca’s love

Why what’s a movable

You have done a brave deed Ere you go hear this

Thereon I pawn my credit and mine honor

Lorenzo who is thy new master’s guest

Escalus

Farewell My blessing season this in thee

What go you toward the Tower

A dedicated beggar to the air

And if no gentleman why then no arms

The trumpet to the cannoneer without

They set the same and there it doth remain

Uncles of Gloucester and of Winchester

But that I am as well begot my liege

Our daughters’ several dowers that future strife

I do estate unto Demetrius

He was I heard the proclamation

To fetch her fan her gloves her mask nor nothing

If I forgive him

With blood removed but little from her own

Where kings command I was I must confess

O proper stuff

To leave this place Albeit you have deserved

By thinking on the frosty Caucasus

God be wi’ you sir

Something in my behalf

Put we i’ th’ roll of conquest Still be ’t yours

Shall be this cold corpse on the Earth’s cold face

We first survey the plot then draw the model

What needs this iterance woman I say thy husband

And let us not be dainty of leave-taking

Would not have touched would not have stained with blood

Although we fancy not the Cardinal

Methought she purged the air of pestilence

And mar the concord with too harsh a descant

In having known no travel in his youth

Stop

The key whereof myself have ever kept

’Twas I indeed thou promised’st to strike

A beggar begs that never begged before

And though I kill him not I am the cause

Still I swear I love you

Roused on the sudden from their drowsy beds

The violent carriage of it

Thus are poor servitors

Who ’twas that cut thy tongue and ravished thee

And then I would no other company

Will cost my crown and like an empty eagle

Or else break out in peevish jealousies

Ay but she’ll think that it is spoke in hate

My brain more busy than the laboring spider

What noise is this What traitors have we here

Farewell Andronicus my noble father

This is as strange a thing as e’er I looked on

Why this is just Aio te Aeacida

To deal with grief alone

Either send the chain or send by me some token

Well you must now speak Sir John Falstaff fair

O peers of England shameful is this league

Call me their traitor Thou injurious tribune

Grace of the Duke revenges to your heart

Fool of thyself speak well Fool do not flatter

Mercy but murders pardoning those that kill

When we for recompense have praised the vile

My father and Glendower being both away

And I embrace this fortune patiently

Give it me What is it in the case

Acquaint the Queen of your most noble offer

And make a moral of the devil himself

Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair

Think’st thou the fiery fever will go out

As well descended as thyself and hath

Silence that dreadful bell It frights the isle

I’d play incessantly upon these jades

Quite vanquished him Then burst his mighty heart

That the old carlot once was master of

O good my lord you have lost a friend indeed

Did I but speak thy deeds What committed

We three are married but you two are sped

Only for praise’ sake when they strive to be

Than is your Majesty There’s not I think a subject

You think of other place Th’ ambassador

And summon him tomorrow to the Tower

Whiles we enjoy it but being lacked and lost

Well sir in brief the gown is not for me

Hath nodded him to her He hath given his empire

And paved with gold the Emperor thus desired

A goodly prize fit for the devil’s grace

Not at all good lady

A ranker rate should it be sold in fee

Devotion patience courage fortitude

She married O most wicked speed to post

But not one follower

Banished the new-made bridegroom from this city

He is slain

O I am pressed to death through want of speaking

What can you do me greater harm than hate

Come on brave soldiers doubt not of the day

Aloft the flood and can give audience

Dost thou attend me

For I did dream of money bags tonight

And now in England to our heart’s great sorrow

In your bad strokes Brutus you give good words

My death’s sad tale may yet undeaf his ear

’Gainst the Pannonians and Dalmatians

But winter and rough weather

And I do love thee Therefore go with me

It shall as level to your judgment ’pear

There doth my father lie and there this night

How goes it now He looks gentler than he did

And bless us with her former qualities

Nor Earth to me give food nor heaven light

Of deaths put on by cunning and forced cause

Over his kingdom You know the rendezvous

Than boys pursuing summer butterflies

I know it by this mark He loved me dearly

Here here she comes I’ll have a bout with thee

Having displeased my father to Lawrence’ cell

Were I like thee I’d throw away myself

To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds

No light no fire Th’ unfriendly elements

The villain Jew with outcries raised the Duke

As benefits to thee for I will fight

And bear the sow-skin budget

All this my sister is or else should be

Believe so much in him that he is young

I’ll send for you anon Sir I obey the mandate

A delicate odor

Entombed upon the very hem o’ th’ sea

And in the towns as they do march along

That my most jealous and too doubtful soul

Is not the Lady Constance in this troop

From giving reins and spurs to my free speech

Speak to me

Comfort my lord and so I take my leave

Nor take no shape nor project of affection

These high wild hills and rough uneven ways

And seized upon their towns and provinces

Tell me in sadness who is that you love

It likes us well Young princes close your hands

Absolute Milan Me poor man my library

To have her gentleman abused assaulted

The Lord increase this business

The gods today stand friendly that we may

Do make myself a suitor to your daughter

A lie that it must bear Well I will do ’t

None of my lord’s ring Why he sent her none

Of his own chamber and used their very daggers

Fall Greeks fail fame honor or go or stay

A hundred times and oftener in my sleep

How have you known the miseries of your father

Unto their issue

But seeming so for my peculiar end

What’s dearest to the world Full many a lady

Katherine that cap of yours becomes you not

How far is it to Berkeley and what stir

Is mustering in his clouds on our behalf

To bear with their perverse objections

As to annoy us all which to prevent

My genius is rebuked as it is said

And make ’em reel before ’em No man living

You make my bonds still greater

So great a day as this is cheaply bought

With stately triumphs mirthful comic shows

To Vincentio Good morrow gentle mistress where away

Fie fie fie

If or for nothing or a little I

Be suffered to come near him

My men should call me lord I am your goodman

The shrug the hum or ha these petty brands

My silence and my cloudy melancholy

Call thither all the officers o’ th’ town

And threw the sops all in the sexton’s face

Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal

A foolish thought to say a sorry sight

Come to the Capitol

The natural fool of Fortune Use me well

Mort Dieu

By some damned hand was robbed and ta’en away

The reverent care I bear unto my lord

Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me

The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long

Go thou to Richmond and good fortune guide thee

And to be doubted that your Moor and you

This is Othello’s ancient as I take it

He may not as unvalued persons do

Those of his chamber as it seemed had done ’t

I’ll perfect him withal and he shall bring you

Only my friend I yet am unprovided

Harry the Fifth’s the man I speak the truth

I know you are the Muskos’ regiment

He loves the gallimaufry Ford perpend

As well as he that sleeps lords that can prate

Though that the Queen on special cause is here

We will greet the time

From Sicyon how the news Speak there

No longer than we well could wash our hands

God and not we hath safely fought today

This is the man

I beg this boon with tears not lightly shed

Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar

With bag and baggage Many thousand on ’s

Royal Antiochus on what cause I know not

The blood of youth burns not with such excess

To raise my state to title of a queen

Most often do so near the bottom run

For Richard in the view of many lords

Our landmen will stand up

Your lady

She prayed me to excuse her keeping close

Confound themselves ’Tis strange that Death should sing

And told me that by water I should die

Brought hither to Pentapolis

And smooth as monumental alabaster

Thou ’rt mad to say it

A plot shall show us all a merry day

That I may call thee something more than man

Therefore this order hath Baptista ta’en

And I believe it is a fetch of wit

May now provoke them to

Which patience could not pass

While he enjoys the honor and his ease

Imploring pardon

Sometimes I’ll say I am Duke Humphrey’s wife

I will not be myself nor have cognition

My sober house By Jacob’s staff I swear

Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes

An indistinct regard

Like eggshells moved upon their surges cracked

The reasons you allege do more conduce

O would I were to die with Salisbury

His heart and hand both open and both free

Say there be

As fancy values them but with true prayers

There’s husbandry in heaven

With slaughter’s pencil where revenge did paint

My lord my lord

Definitively thus I answer you

Is as a whisper in the ears of death

Deserve our better wishes

Hear the ambassadors

All pomp and majesty I do forswear

Unto a dunghill which shall be thy grave

Are made not marked where violent sorrow seems

That art not what th’ art sure of Get thee hence

He came to me and I delivered it

O Time thou must untangle this not I

I will end here

Eros

Gentle kinsman go

Favors By Jove that thunders

Why should you sigh my lord

Son I say follow the King

I’ th’ common showplace where they exercise

And some condemnèd for a fault alone

As who goes farthest

For Hector in his blaze of wrath subscribes

I’ll believe both

It waves you to a more removèd ground

Some Cupid kills with arrows some with traps

I am much too venturous

Lie all unlocked to your occasions

Look you Cassio and my husband

With a new Gorgon Do not bid me speak

Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon

Found his deserts How innocent I was

But I will wed thee in another key

What make you from home

Cause it to sound beseech you Music sounds The viol once more

Here’s eight that must take hands

It ripens towards it Strike the vessels ho

The spring the head the fountain of your blood

All form is formless order orderless

To Queen Let me unkiss the oath twixt thee and me

Ne’er may I look on day nor sleep on night

Where was his son when they did take his eyes

Lament till I am lost

He has no children All my pretty ones

In winter’s tedious nights sit by the fire

Like Patience gazing on kings’ graves and smiling

Is pointing still in cleansing them from tears

Therein behold themselves I say again

To have nor eyes nor ears nor thought then say

The mightiest space in fortune nature brings

He’s but a sot as I am nor hath not

No farther halting Satisfy me home

What hath the firmament more suns than one

Or dive into the bottom of the deep

My gracious lord

Drew Priam’s curtain in the dead of night

So let her rest And madam list to me

Most venerable worth did I devotion

Go tread the path that thou shalt ne’er return

Welcome indeed By Venus’ hand I swear

There’s beggary in the love that can be reckoned

Sir I hope

To th’ utmost of a man and giddy censure

Is marching hitherward in proud array

So nightly toils the subject of the land

Great Mars I put myself into thy file

Be of good comfort for the great supply

Thy business

Whose churchlike humors fits not for a crown

What are there but three

Here comes a parcel of our hopeful booty

I’ll over then to England with this news

Marry ’tis not monstrous in you neither wish I

And say withal I think he held the right

Even so

I pray you tell me how my good friend doth

Damned in the first beginners gan to look

This Cressida in Troy Had she no lover there

That by degrees we mean to look into

And made you to suspect me with the Moor

Please you dismiss me either with ay or no

My swift command though I with death and with

He falls to such perusal of my face

That through the sight I bear in things to come

I know we shall have reveling tonight

The fractions of her faith orts of her love

We coursed him at the heels and had a purpose

Come poor babe

Your mother’s hand shall right your mother’s wrong

’Twas one’s that loved me better than you will

Of smooth civility yet am I inland bred

I love your son

In all my miseries but thou hast forced me

Well sir the poor distressèd Lear’s i’ th’ town

Burned on the water The poop was beaten gold

I do dismiss you to your several countries

Thy soldier servant making peace or war

That always favored him

If sight and shape be true

In such a just and charitable war

This is Trebonius

I do assure thee father so it is

Return thee therefore with a flood of tears

Pointing to Jaquenetta and Costard Will these turtles be gone

Fulvia thy wife first came into the field

Tressel and Berkeley go along with me

Comes to him where in gore he lay insteeped

My lord

Good gods

So bold Leander would adventure it

It would infect his speech that if the King

Talbot my life my joy again returned

Lady

Between you I shall have a holy head

If to come hither you have measured miles

Here must I stay and here my life must end

Nor I

Lord how it looks about Believe me sir

To hopeless restitution so he might

That I have lady If it will please Caesar

In this last tempest I perceive these lords

As any comer I have looked on yet

So early walking did I see your son

And fight and die is death destroying death

Come on obey

Most true ’tis right You were so Alisander

For this was brief I found them close together

For him I think not on him For his thoughts

Shall remain

I am dumb

Where this is questioned send our letters with

My poor corpse where my bones shall be thrown

I do arrest thee of high treason here

The selfsame way with more advisèd watch

Have with my knife carvèd in Roman letters

From your own mouth my lord did I this deed

I say yea

As if I loved my little should be dieted

If the King come I shall incur I know not

A grave

Whose ignorant credulity will not

Therefore know thou for this I entertain thee

As with a man by his own alms empoisoned

With thoughts so qualified as your charities

Thus says my king an if your father’s Highness

Come he is here my lord Do not deny him

Let them be whipped through every market town

There if I grow

And give our vineyards to a barbarous people

And hang himself I pray you do my greeting

The wingèd vengeance overtake such children

And therein showed like enemies

Thou old Adam’s likeness set to dress this garden

Lord of my life commander of my thoughts

To be your prisoner should import offending

Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her

O Caesar what a wounding shame is this

The castle of Macduff I will surprise

While you are thus employed what resteth more

Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus

And humbly beg the death upon my knee

And twice by awkward wind from England’s bank

In coffins from the field

Say on and if it please me which thou speak’st

Good morrow to your Lordship

Is rounded with a sleep Sir I am vexed

A nobleness in record But I will be

To all our subjects Set we forward Let

My lord you’ll bear us company

I am so lated in the world that I

Nor tempt the danger of my true defense

To my just belief I’ll well remember you

Good sir why do you start and seem to fear

I will be satisfied Let me see the writing

Peace to your Highness

Will to my sense bend no licentious ear

Hie you to church I must another way

Were now the general of our gracious empress

Pray set it down and rest you When this burns

Even to my person than I thought he would

That are so fortified against our story

And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps

Good fortune and the favor of the King

Then would I hide my bones not rest them here

You do the King my father too much wrong

Six thousand and two hundred good esquires

Come hither Aaron I’ll deceive them both

Hath clouded all thy happy days on earth

O that brave Caesar

To beat assailing Death from his weak regions

Of me and all that I can make

Into my story say Thus mine enemy fell

Rail on the Lord’s anointed Strike I say

She is corrupted changed and won from thee

Thou bleed’st apace

Is very much unto the Prince and Claudio

Those many had not dared to do that evil

I’ll take it as a peril to my soul

Meantime but think how I may do thee good

O teach me how I should forget to think

Draw forth thy weapon We are beset with thieves

You go not till I set you up a glass

My lord I like not of this flight of Edward’s

Acquaint my mother with my hate to her

Once more today well met distempered lords

Valuing of her why she O she is fall’n

Thee never nor thy traitorous haughty sons

That had a court no bigger than this cave

To have command obeyed

Are you wise

Your lady mother is coming to your chamber

To know my deed ’twere best not know myself

For Brutus as you know was Caesar’s angel

Now afore God God forbid I say true

Which like unruly children make their sire

Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy

For what alas can these my single arms

And overlooks the highest-peering hills

Whereof he is the head Then if he says he loves you

My elder brother the Lord Aubrey Vere

I have not slept one wink

Not out of absolute lust though peradventure

A grain a dust a gnat a wandering hair

Heaven keep that monster from Othello’s mind

My hand would free her but my heart says no

A deed without a name

To be so pestered with a popinjay

Dardan and Timbria Helias Chetas Troien

By doing damnèd hate upon thyself

If ever you have looked on better days

In the fair multitude of those her hairs

Sir I will answer anything But I beseech you

O churl drunk all and left no friendly drop

She seemingly obedient likewise hath

That I will work against him Therefore your oaths

And far surmounts our labor to attain it

Is the King’s ship In the deep nook where once

For further life in this world I ne’er hope

These thoughts of horror further than you shall

And in her bosom I’ll unclasp my heart

To such as love not sorrow but another

This is my king York I do not mistake

And lastly to confirm that amity

Iago is most honest

And take a bond of fate Thou shalt not live

A braving war

But cried Good seamen to the sailors

Thy heart to find it Is she with Posthumus

Unless Plantagenet Duke of York be king

Thy husband he is dead and for his death

But like a thrifty goddess she determines

Must ask my child forgiveness

O good my lord tax not so bad a voice

And in his wisdom hastes our marriage

What is six winters They are quickly gone

To say Beseech you cease You have made fair hands

Excepting one I would he were the best

Catesby

And use of service none contract succession

Margaret shall now be queen and rule the King

Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father

So by your circumstance you call me fool

And mount her pitch whom thou in triumph long

To her whose state is such that cannot choose

Want mercy if I do not join with him

Have talked of Monmouth’s grave

Go thither and with unattainted eye

With such dexterity to incestuous sheets

Then here I take my leave of thee fair son

To Angelo But sirrah you shall buy this sport as dear

Of broachèd mischief to the unborn times

Since doubting things go ill often hurts more

First from the park let us conduct them thither

I would always have one play but one thing

Mark Antony I served who best was worthy

The last that e’er I took her leave at court

I will not hurt him

Where is the number of our English dead

Stay yet Lord Salisbury I’ll go with thee

For ’s private friends His answer to me was

Look out there some of you

His wit set down to make his valor live

The goodness of your intercepted packets

I do

Wink at the Duke of Suffolk’s insolence

To make the blessèd period of this peace

I think it lacks of twelve

Most noble sir

The worthy gentleman did lose his life

And with a heart new-fired I follow you

How he received you Let me be resolved

He is my prize I will not look upon

Most provident in peril bind himself

For all your fair endeavors and entreat

Laertes you shall hear them

Would draw heaven down and all the gods to hearken

Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine

And from the mart he’s somewhere gone to dinner

Let us look in the sight will much delight thee

Ay all of them at Bristow lost their heads

For this contains our general grievances

Till Norfolk be repealed Repealed he shall be

No by no means

Even to the court the heart to th’ seat o’ th’ brain

Now brother of Gloucester Lord Hastings and the rest

Are then most humble I have no ambition

Why these balls bound there’s noise in it ’Tis hard

But wherefore stand’st thou with thy weapon drawn

Preeminence and all the large effects

But metal Marcus steel to the very back

Thy name in arms were now as great as mine

Even thou and none but thou Take it up straight

To Saint Jaques le Grand

I crave no other nor no better man

Not for the world fair madam by my will

And thus expiring do foretell of him

That best know how to rule and how to reign

Which shows me many more and some I see

Deserve as full as fortunate a bed

For I have heard that she was there in place

A wretched ragged man o’ergrown with hair

Beside so qualified as may beseem

Sir sooth to say you did not dine at home

He is our subject Mowbray so art thou

See what a rent the envious Casca made

The execution of my big-swoll’n heart

Thou that giv’st whores indulgences to sin

But this being so he’s just Knock within Now are they come

For else his project dies to keep them living

See see my beauty will be saved by merit

To wake our peace which in our country’s cradle

Thou givest me somewhat to repair myself

Go on right royal

Which but for him that had your husband’s ring

Is business of estate in which we come

Did York’s dread curse prevail so much with heaven

Against all noble sufferance

As record of fair act nay many times

Bring in the admiration that we with thee

It cannot be that she hath done thee wrong

Which I’ll not call a creature of thy place

What was a month old at Cain’s birth that’s not five weeks old as yet

As I perceive she does There’s something in ’t

Yours sir

And with another knot five-finger-tied

Whilst our commission from Rome is read

At Lacedaemon and Byzantium

Who’s there I say How dare you thrust yourselves

A most unspotted lily shall she pass

He cannot live I hope and must not die

That stabbed me in the field by Tewkesbury

Against these giddy loose suggestions

Of rare and proved effects such as his reading

Good reasons must of force give place to better

The younger rises when the old doth fall

Let’s have that good sir

This letter he early bid me give his father

For I myself must hunt this deer to death

And how his silence drinks up this applause

Dost thou think so spirit

For certain ducats He with none returned

The which he could not levy whereupon

And thank the holy conclave for their loves

Your fellow tribune

We may the number of the ships behold

Forsooth a great arithmetician

Since you are dear bought I will love you dear

Ay and allay this thy abortive pride

For none would strike a stroke in his revenge

My tongue to such a pace Look sir my wounds

Why should Titania cross her Oberon

For naught so vile that on the Earth doth live

I’ll over then to England with this news

My joy of liberty is half eclipsed

Good friends go in and taste some wine with me

O

Now therefore be it known to noble Lewis

Do not you chide I have a thing for you

Touching the jointure that your king must make

If you should smile he grows impatient

Sir you speak nobly

Both our inventions meet and jump in one

And with him are the Lord Aumerle Lord Salisbury

This marvel to you

Or that the resolute acting of your blood

No my good lord

His brows within a golden crown and called

His father’s acts commenced in burning Troy

Still-waking sleep that is not what it is

And I for such like petty crimes as these

So soon forsaken Young men’s love then lies

Dost thou teach pardon pardon to destroy

A bare-ribbed Death whose office is this day

He that outlives this day and comes safe home

I do appoint him store of provender

Why I should yield to thee

And turn the force of them upon thyself

Unless Bellario a learnèd doctor

And be not jealous on me gentle Brutus

And yet not so for what can we bequeath

Why now is Henry king and Margaret queen

O Eglamour thou art a gentleman

Without my noble lords

Our states are forfeit Seek not to undo us

Nay I have done

For he hath found to end one doubt by death

Or dead or sleeping on him But dead rather

Excellent Pucelle if thy name be so

To square for this Would it offend you then

Leave me not behind thee

And it was dyed in mummy which the skillful

Ajax renowned O heavens what some men do

When every feather sticks in his own wing

Might come to me again Who’s there

Have by my means been butchered wrongfully

Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer

Of place time fortune do cohere and jump

That roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf

Have used to conquer standing on the earth

And ’scape detecting I will pay the theft

Dead

Nurse What should she do here

Come bustle bustle Caparison my horse

Taken as seen for Pompey’s name strikes more

Who with best meaning have incurred the worst

Attempts her love I prithee noble lord

Do Why what else

Your brother too must die Consent you Lepidus

That sure they’ve worn out Christendom

Kent in the commentaries Caesar writ

Much in the letters nothing in the praise

But killed itself much sooner

Stand all apart

No way excuse his foils when we do bear

And tell me how thou hast disposed thy charge

That called me timelier than my purpose hither

Madam this letter and some certain jewels

Air would I might triumph so

This shower blown up by tempest of the soul

Brave Titinius

The flatness of my misery yet with eyes

And tell his wife that being lunatic

And wonder greatly that man’s face can fold

You were best go in

Virtue itself these shrugs these “hum”s and “ha”s

Nay come sit down then on

Is the fair hand that writ

Have sealed his rigorous statutes with their bloods

And that same word even now cries out on us

Unmerciful lady as you are I’m none

Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture

No for we were subjects but while you were king

Some of my shame if you will know of me

What compass will you wear your farthingale

You know the goodness I intend upon you

I will my lord I pray you pardon me

Say Wolsey that once trod the ways of glory

Is it not Hero Who can blot that name

To quench mine honor They would shame to make me

The cognizance of her incontinency

Thine own forever and I thy Caliban

Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks

Unswear faith sworn and on the marriage bed

Profaning this most honorable Order

To have free speech with you and it concerns me

Gallops the zodiac in his glistering coach

To your most gracious hands that are the substance

He cannot be compelled to ’t once remove

That in your country’s service drew your swords

Nay then whip me he’ll rather give her two

I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth

What is ’t

Sweet widow by my state I swear to thee

Less valiant than the virgin in the night

This earth of majesty this seat of Mars

In God’s name cheerly on courageous friends

Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appear

Shall I endure this monstrous villainy

For ’tis thy rival O thou senseless form

But that you shall not say I yield being silent

Dost think I am so muddy so unsettled

I got a promise of this fair one here

Farewell

By thy approach thou mak’st me most unhappy

Was in my nobler thoughts most base is now

Caesar and that having in Sicily

Why am I dead Do I not breathe a man

There’s nothing here that is too good for him

But the safer when ’tis backed with France

O lady weep no more lest I give cause

I never spake bad word nor did ill turn

No teeth for th’ present Get thee gone Tomorrow

With that he gave his able horse the head

I know it pleaseth neither of us well

Can be but brief for I have made him know

Young Romeo is it

If haply won perhaps a hapless gain

So should my thoughts be severed from my griefs

To Fool Thou sapient sir sit here Now you

Then I perceive that will be verified

Remember in my prayers

’Tis nine o’clock Our friends all stay for you

That with the little godliness I have

’Tis good Go to the gate somebody knocks

As he had seen ’t or been an instrument

There is Aufidius List what work he makes

Then which way shall I find Revenge’s cave

Tomorrow if you please to speak with me

You worthy tribunes

Which must decide it

Be you beneath the sky Aside I am angling now

Than men their minds ’Tis true O heaven were man

Thorough flood thorough fire

Here cometh Charles I marvel how he sped

And then I’ll set upon him

Than now the English bottoms have waft o’er

The motions of his spirit are dull as night

Till like a boy you see him cringe his face

You the great toe of this assembly

The purple violets and marigolds

Divers and dangerous which are heresies

I am not warm yet Let us fight again

And for our coffers with too great a court

Vaughan and all that have miscarrièd

Here at your service My lord approaches

This way my lord The castle’s gently rendered

Ceres’ blessing so is on you

Our poesy is as a gum which oozes

Whether those peals of praise be his or no

For one being sued to one that humbly sues

A fellow almost damned in a fair wife

That triumph thus upon my misery

But yet you see how soon the day o’ercast

I will not stay thy questions Let me go

Dismiss my soldiers or capitulate

O sland’rous world Kate like the hazel twig

The thin and wholesome blood So did it mine

You are contented to be led in triumph

If I lose them thus find I by their loss

In weeping after this untimely bier

As makes the angels weep who with our spleens

Now sir the sound that tells what hour it is

Have just our theme of woe But for the miracle

Because so well I love Lucentio

Do as the carrion does not as the flower

You gracious couple do And then I lost

Than customary bounty can enforce you

Ay that incestuous that adulterate beast

What are they that fly there

And more than may be gathered by thy shape

To curb those raging appetites that are

Striving to make an ugly deed look fair

He closes thus I know the gentleman

Why knows not Montague that of itself

For yours the God of heaven brighten it

Which thou tak’st from me When thou cam’st first

Then do I give Volquessen Touraine Maine

But here without you shall be so received

Then rose again and bowed her to the people

Villains answer you so the Lord Protector

Choked the respect of likely peril feared

His discontents are unremovably

Unstaid and skittish in all motions else

The time right deadly I beseech you go

I hope not dead

But value dwells not in particular will

Necessitied to help that by this token

Old Nestor tarries and you too Diomed

In England the most valiant gentleman

As little skill to fear as I have purpose

Your hostages I have so have you mine

Dishonor not your mothers Now attest

It may be so but yet my inward soul

You the like loss

And further I have learned

And that so lamely and unfashionable

Brewed with her sorrow mashed upon her cheeks

And that she hath all courtly parts more exquisite

I like the work well Ere it be demanded

How that the guilty kindred of the Queen

Upon the north side of this pleasant chase

With best advantage will deceive the time

For with throwing thus my head

Bid them all home He’s gone and we’ll no further

Then with your will go on

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean

What must I say

For hands to do Rome service is but vain

Here you shall see a countryman of yours

No cock of mine You crow too like a craven

Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die

Thou dost then wrong me as that slaughterer doth

Have leave and leisure to make love to her

Now as I am a Christian answer me

As I learned

Force should be right or rather right and wrong

O Lord I cannot speak to him for weeping

Be thou ashamed that I have took upon me

You know me do you not

If she be mated with an equal husband

Above a better gone so must thy grave

Shall wait upon your father’s funeral

About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca

Let me stand here till thou remember it

My soul is heavy and I fain would sleep

We shall try fortune in a second fight

By what By any other house or person

Indeed left nothing fitting for your purpose

Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt

God witness with me I have wept for thine

As far my lord as will fill up the time

And none contented Sometimes am I king

What Jessica Thou shalt not gormandize

Is colder than that theme she had not been

If thou dost love pronounce it faithfully

And tribunes with their tongues doom men to death

Open the gates We are King Henry’s friends

You must forget to be a woman change

That my disports corrupt and taint my business

The nature of his great offense is dead

In the most terrible and nimble stroke

So get the start of the majestic world

Or teach thy hasty spleen to do me shame

Best in all Athens Thou ’rt indeed the best

Thou art a fool to bid me farewell twice

I’ll dive into the burning lake below

Didst thou not kill this king

And therefore do we what we are commanded

The Senate Coriolanus are well pleased

Whose compass is no bigger than thy head

When it concerns the fool or coward On

There weep and leave it crying And for the babe

To do them good I would sustain some harm

Brother a word Descend Brother I say

And bid the owners quench them with their tears

Methinks in thee some blessèd spirit doth speak

We’ll have no Cupid hoodwinked with a scarf

Th’ unnervèd father falls Then senseless Ilium

So we be rid of them do with him what thou wilt

No Paris is not for you know ’tis true

A closet lock and key of villainous secrets

But that thou art so fast mine enemy

Is come from Caesar Therefore hear it Antony

Tu-whit to-who A merry note

I am too high-born to be propertied

We’ll none of that That have I told my love

Hath hurt me more than had he killed me dead

Your nose smells no in this most tender-smelling knight

Still confirmation

And sheriff I will engage my word to thee

As this world goes to pass for honest

I am resolved that thou shalt spend some time

The vent of hearing when loud Rumor speaks

Set him breast-deep in earth and famish him

My lord they say five moons were seen tonight

Heaven make thee free of it I follow thee

Good madam do I warrant it grieves my husband

Wracked as homeward he did come

T’ enjoy thy banished lord and this great land

But since the cuckoo builds not for himself

I see them not with my old eyes What are they

The violation of my faith and then

I doubt some foul play Would the night were come

By having him making yourself no less

I found no man but he was true to me

O what a scandal is it to our crown

Sister farewell I must to Coventry

First the fair reverence of your Highness curbs me

I tell you all her wealth For you great king

Doth couch his limbs there golden sleep doth reign

The sudden breach on ’t

Well well ’tis done ’tis past And yet it is not

And with a gad of steel will write these words

And never seen thee never borne thee son

That’s all I reck

Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city

That any Englishman dare give me counsel

Rail on the Lord’s anointed Strike I say

With truant vows to her own lips he loves

Ring bells aloud Burn bonfires clear and bright

I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins

That ever wretched age hath looked upon

Philip my liege so is my name begun

It is your music madam of the house

Detains him from Cordelia

Come I appellant to this princely presence

How all occasions do inform against me

Like far-off mountains turnèd into clouds

Then I must be thy lady But I know

Took some displeasure at him at least he judged so

This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly

That calls our person from our morning rest

If any ship put out then straight away

And come I will go get a leaf of brass

An eyesore to our solemn festival

O’erpicturing that Venus where we see

Under whose colors he had fought so long

Of murder’s arms This is the bloodiest shame

Thrives in our idleness

Name it

Thou shalt not need England I will fall from thee

His givings-out were of an infinite distance

That monsters it or your forevouched affection

I find thee apt

Thou poisonous slave got by the devil himself

Than Cressid borne from Troy

Presuming on an ague’s privilege

Sufficeth I am come to keep my word

And look when I am king claim thou of me

Good morrow good lieutenant I am sorry

And though you call my course unnatural

My will not all the world

Makes my past miseries sports You shall do well

The more thou damm’st it up the more it burns

One that will play the devil sir with you

Think’st thou I jest Hold take thou that and that

And no more words till they have flowed their fill

He’s mine or I am his Mine emulation

And general honor

In Hermia’s love I yield you up my part

I cannot speak to her yet she urged conference

A mother to the birth of three Ne’er mother

That Rome holds of his name wherein obscurely

Nor Cymbeline dreams that they are alive

Not so hot

Therefore that I may conquer Fortune’s spite

And will not palter And what other oath

Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie

Second to none unseconded by you

That right in peace which here we urge in war

So there’s my riddle one that’s dead is quick

To Laertes Strengthen your patience in our last night’s speech

Will answer in mine honor

A mark marvelous well shot for they both did hit it

Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens

Have you got leave to go to shrift today

Are to the jealous confirmations strong

Henry is dead and never shall revive

Doth the news hold of good King Edward’s death

And dying mention it within their wills

Were you in my stead would you have heard

Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain

Hark villains I will grind your bones to dust

It will go hard with poor Antonio

What sayest thou

By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown

Tyrrel I mean those bastards in the Tower

When wit’s more ripe accept my rhymes

It is my lady O it is my love

Every offence is not a hate at first

Before this out-dared dastard Ere my tongue

Why ev’n what fashion thou best likes Lucetta

Whether for east or west The dearth is great

For were there hope to conquer them again

We may digest our complots in some form

A sweet reversion We may boldly spend

Have we as ’twere with a defeated joy

For speaking false in that Thou art alone

Of thy dear husband than that horrid act

And mothers that lack sons

Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast

We hold our town for neither yet for both

More like a soldier than a man o’ th’ Church

Yea and furred moss besides when flowers are none

And take foul scorn to fawn on him by sending

Safe Antony Brutus is safe enough

Nor I but stoop with patience to my fortune

Take heed Be wary how you place your words

Fly o’er them all impatient for their hour

This is not generous not gentle not humble

That you know well Something it is I would

This night to meet here they could do no less

And see a fearful sight of blood and death

Let us have knowledge at the court of guard

And so will I

Question my lords no further of the case

How near the tidings of our comfort is

In every power that moves

Feed on her damask cheek She pined in thought

Despised distressèd hated martyred killed

To do this piece of ruthless butchery

This is a fellow of the selfsame color

Yes yes the lines are very quaintly writ

Give me my robe for I will go

Yet once again proclaim it publicly

Hume if you take not heed you shall go near

And bid her mark you me on Wednesday next

Upon the dunghill Regan I bleed apace

And dallies with the wind and scorns the sun

If it do come to pass

Rude ragged nurse old sullen playfellow

We doubt it nothing

Direct not him whose way himself will choose

A man at least for less I should not be

Sermons in stones and good in everything

To flatter up these powers of mine with rest

A meaner than myself since I myself

Ere further leisure yield them further means

Graces her subjects and her thoughts the king

Th’ unguarded Duncan What not put upon

Why the law Salic that they have in France

He is addressed Press near and second him

That granted how canst thou believe an oath

Amen with all my heart

There’s not a note of mine that’s worth the noting

Yet weep that Harry’s dead and so will I

If thou shouldst dally half an hour his life

Nor in a way so chaste since my desires

Your words have took such pains as if they labored

Do it in notes

With cunning hast thou filched my daughter’s heart

And with his mad attendant and himself

Of him that brought them

None durst come near for fear of sudden death

To appoint some of your council presently

What noise

Famous Plantagenet most gracious prince

No enemy

Consent to swear

Hark they roar

To stoop in such a case

As if he mastered there a double spirit

Faith and so it did

This bird of dawning singeth all night long

What are you chafed

You shall not be admitted to his sight

Hang thyself

They are fairies He that speaks to them shall die

In such a parley should I answer thee

Enough I read your fortune in your eye

Where prayers cross

A jewel locked into the woefull’st cask

And send you many lovers

Captive to thee and to thy Roman yoke

We’ll both together lift our heads to heaven

Such beastly shameless transformation

Was dead

And then run mad indeed stark mad for all

Hoised sail and made his course again for Brittany

Each under each A cry more tunable

I trust I may not trust thee for thy word

As lamely as their manners Lust and liberty

Whither

May be absolved in English

A plague-sore or embossèd carbuncle

Of such divine perfection as Sir Proteus

And ne’er be weary Alcibiades

That which my father loses no less than all

See whe’er their basest mettle be not moved

Thinks all is Writ he speken can

Praising the proud disdainful shepherdess

This fellow is wise enough to play the Fool

This is the last So we will home to Rome

Like exhibition thou shalt have from me

I must entreat of you some of that money

So bloodily hast struck

I bring consuming sorrow to thine age

Yet but three Come one more

I cannot tell Long is it since I saw him

Had been a little ratsbane for thy sake

I more incline to Somerset than York

But let us hence my sovereign to provide

What is most right Mine honor was not yielded

There’s something tells me but it is not love

That keep the word of promise to our ear

From year to year the battles sieges fortunes

Pray heaven she win him

And so inflict our province Yet once more

But I am truest speaker You called me brother

Promises Britain peace and plenty

A virtuous gentlewoman mild and beautiful

Which as he breathed defiance to my ears

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

Interpretation should abuse and call this

A sword unbated and in a pass of practice

That nothing but himself which looks like man

Sits smiling to my heart in grace whereof

Do you intend it

As his own state and ours ’tis to be chid

No my noble lord

Let’s purge this choler without letting blood

But do not break your oaths for of that sin

A good digestion to you all and once more

Did I expose myself pure for his love

Ay marry what of these

The most arch deed of piteous massacre

Draw near you people

I saw him enter such a house of sale

That long to move

I believe you

She is a gallant creature and complete

And then you would have tarried Hark there’s one up

Ay sir

Knowing that with the shadow of his wings

In breaking faith with Julia whom I loved

I have o’ershot myself to tell you of it

How now good Cassio what’s the news with you

The Duke’s in council and your noble self

Well demanded wench

Soldiers this day have you redeemed your lives

Having bought love with such a bloody spoil

Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk

Or raise myself but keep my wonted calling

Once more I’ll mark how love can vary wit

Ride thou unto the horsemen on yond hill

Why droops my lord like over-ripened corn

What wilt thou flout me thus unto my face

Leave this faint puling and lament as I do

Though now this grainèd face of mine be hid

Then he is dead

You clasp young Cupid’s tables Good news gods

But I return his sworn and mortal foe

This story shall the good man teach his son

And called unto a cardinal’s degree

We had had more sport Aside to Gloucester Come with thy two-hand sword

But my outside to behold

Give me excess of it that surfeiting

I know you not

Strike off his head

Master Lieutenant pray you by your leave

Is my dear son with such sour company

So could I faith boy to have the next wish after

My Desdemona must I leave to thee

I love this youth and I have heard you say

So like a waking To me comes a creature

Not scurvy nor a temporary meddler

Hear me a word

Whom I affect but she is nice and coy

But with all brief and plain conveniency

And at my suit sweet pardon what is past

Who then dares to be half so kind again

Personates thee and thy lopped branches point

So do you too where you perceive them thick

Father the Duke hath told the truth

And would not take their part Sinful Macduff

On that which breeds between ’em

A miracle a miracle

Your first is dead or ’twere as good he were

Without more overture

Now couches from the mouse’s hole

My desolation does begin to make

If grace had blessed thee with a fairer life

And I had rather glib myself than they

But that of coward hares hot goats and venison

He may at pleasure whip or hang or torture

Such men my friends than enemies Go on

Of civil wounds plowed up with neighbor’s sword

No not a grize for ’tis a vulgar proof

Do not deny Beshrew his soul for me

Bidding the law make curtsy to their will

Than on the torture of the mind to lie

But what indeed is honest to be done

Throw physic to the dogs I’ll none of it

Madam

Nay but make haste the better foot before

Foul fiend of France and hag of all despite

Save men’s opinions and my living blood

Thou ’dst shivered like an egg but thou dost breathe

Nor for yours neither You’ve ungently Brutus

Either led or driven as we point the way

Some five- or six-and-thirty of his knights

For that my grandsire was an Englishman

Your sad tires in a mile-a

A cutpurse of the empire and the rule

It rained down fortune show’ring on your head

When icicles hang by the wall

Leaving his wealth and ease

Demand me nothing What you know you know

So shall I evermore be bound to thee

But your request shall make me let it pass

Frowns at this levity Gentle lords let’s part

As I intend to thrive in this new world

For here it sleeps and does no hired harm

Great hurt and mischief thereto witness may

You bloody Neroes ripping up the womb

Must I go like a traitor thither

And harsh in sound to thine

Upon this overweening traitor’s foot

For Venus smiles not in a house of tears

For this the foolish overcareful fathers

Those suns of glory those two lights of men

Keep it not from me Quickly let me have it

On all deservers From hence to Inverness

Can no way change you to a milder form

There is no fellow in the firmament

Brief let me be Sleeping within my orchard

What I have spoke But farewell compliment

How now What news

What should this mean Are all the rest come back

And tell me noble Diomed faith tell me true

Now by Saint John that news is bad indeed

Unburdened crawl toward death Our son of Cornwall

I should have found in some place of my soul

An ’t like your lordly Lord Protectorship

Away before Conduct me to the King

Welcome brave Warwick What brings thee to France

And thy best graces spend it at thy will

There’s fresher air my lord

A most unnoble swerving

Tomorrow sir Best first go see your lodging

The one I have almost forgot your pardon

We are true subjects to the King King Edward

She looks upon them with a threat’ning eye

As wandlike straight as silver-voiced her eyes

Ambassadors from Harry King of England

Martius would have all from you Martius

To show less sovereignty than they must needs

By ’r Lady he is a good musician

As little as a crow or less ere left

And tire the hearer with a book of words

And will not you maintain the thing you teach

When through proud London he came sighing on

But that the dread of something after death

Was there with him if I have heard a truth

Know that tomorrow the last of many battles

‘Tis sweet at first t’ acquire after this process

And swear with me as with the woeful fere

How chance the King comes with so small a number

Which way to be prevented if to be

Between the pale complexion of true love

And in that glorious supposition think

Murder not then the fruit within my womb

Is naught but bitterness Now Roderigo

Just as my master had direction

’Tis true my lords he did

Now tell me Proteus what’s your will with me

Whose fault is this

That will never be

Yea and to marry her if her dowry please

Say Lord Chamberlain

I fear you have done yourself some wrong A word

Till twice five summers have enriched our fields

And by herself I will not tell you whose

A bloody tyrant and a homicide

No nor of any shores

This is no mortal business nor no sound

Were wracked upon this shore where I have lost

Whither dost thou go

Bring forth these men

My lord the Emperor resolve me this

Foretelling this same time’s condition

Therein do men from children nothing differ

Could not all hell afford you such a devil

And everyone with claps can sound

Ladies withdraw The gallants are at hand

So young and so untender

Than this that nothing do I see in you

I’ll ever serve his mind with my best will

Look here upon this picture and on this

One side will mock another Th’ other too

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come

Fie sirrah a bawd a wicked bawd

Once I encountered him and thus I said

No more amazement Tell your piteous heart

And with that painted hope braves your mightiness

For Time is like a fashionable host

As is the osprey to the fish who takes it

We have heard your miseries as far as Tyre

The nobles in great earnestness are going

Therefore I urge thy oath for that I know

But if thou be a king where is thy crown

You shall perceive them make a mutual stand

Mine enemy has more power

Be intelligent to me ’tis thereabouts

O what a deal of scorn looks beautiful

And I challenge law Attorneys are denied me

I doubt not of your wisdom

Then as I said the Duke great Bolingbroke

I will with patience hear and find a time

Well my lord since you have given me leave to speak

May tear a passage through the flinty ribs

We will be satisfied Let us be satisfied

French thrift you rogues myself and skirted page

The goodness of the night upon you friends

Deep scars to save thy life Even for the blood

Which daily grew to quarrel and to bloodshed

A grumbling groom and that the girl shall find

That may to thee do ease and grace to me

If he be old enough what needs your Grace

Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband

This guest of summer

And his contract by deputy in France

Make way there for the Princess

I were malicious else

It tutors nature Artificial strife

The fairest queen that ever king received

Confesses that she secretly o’erheard

What brings you here to court so hastily

Mine honor is my life both grow in one

Thou earth thou speak

So is she heir of Naples ’twixt which regions

They’ll go or come If so be patient sister

And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor

Or ever I had seen that day Horatio

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin

I will not uncle I have forgot my father

Thus do I leave thee Come son let’s away

Be your tears wet Yes faith I pray weep not

When I had seen this hot love on the wing

No let them satisfy their lust on thee

Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy

But thou ’gainst all proportion didst bring in

And if I die tomorrow this is hers

Rush on his host as doth the melted snow

Scare Troy out of itself But march away

Richard thy wife that wretched Anne thy wife

If you repay me not on such a day

That your attempts may overlive the hazard

I think the Duke of Burgundy will fast

Or for some frontier

We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us

And thou shalt have to pay for it of us

O let me think on Hastings and be gone

Follow Nay I’ll go with thee cheek by jowl

The Lord Northumberland his son young Harry Percy

To see some mischief on him O

Hold take my ring

I would prefer him to a better place

The Duke cannot deny the course of law

Forethought by heaven

To hear him speak matrons flung gloves

This jarring discord of nobility

A grave O no A lantern slaughtered youth

Even in the lusty havior of his son

Give me your arm

The motto In hac spe vivo

The field of Golgotha and dead men’s skulls

I should have known no less

What is ’t my lord We will

On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth

I mean our preservation few in millions

Most palates theirs They choose their magistrate

The common voice I see is verified

But yet to me they’re strong The Queen his mother

Of any constant man What worse and worse

She is thy enemy and I thy friend

Better at home if would I might were may

Come to thy grandam child

I will be even with thee doubt it not

You were best call it daughter-beamèd eyes

My age was never tainted with such shame

But if I live his feignèd ecstasies

A little more than kin and less than kind

Whither travel you

Your kingdom’s terror and black Nemesis

Suggest his soon-believing adversaries

Holding thy ear close to the hollow ground

O mistress mistress shift and save yourself

Nature in you stands on the very verge

Have you a ruffian that will swear drink dance

Was this inserted to make interest good

The remnant northward lying off from Trent

And then to dry them gav’st the Duke a clout

Here are the articles of contracted peace

Be quiet then as men should be

Hath he not twit our sovereign lady here

To shallow rivers to whose falls

For no less spoil than glory

Surprised him suddenly and brought him hither

And go to ’t with delight

Ah Sylvia Sylvia

From forth the ranks of many thousand French

Bears no impression of the thing it was

Is dead

May even in their wives’ and children’s sight

The napless vesture of humility

In himself he is

Hadst thou no poison mixed no sharp-ground knife

May pass into the presence of a king

On both our parts

If it mar nothing neither

Being Leo-natus doth import so much

Therefore I say

Here sir but trouble him not his wits are gone

Doth very foolishly although he smart

Thou know’st the first time that we smell the air

You have done our pleasures much grace fair ladies

Things that do sound so fair I’ th’ name of truth

And bide the penance of each three years’ day

All of one nature of one substance bred

Less in your knowledge and your grace you show not

Say to me whose fortunes shall rise higher

Here I’ll make

And all your northern castles yielded up

And Somerset we will commit thee thither

That I being governed by the watery moon

To entertain great England’s lawful king

And claim her with a loving kiss

News news from heaven Marcus the post is come

I pray thee good Horatio wait upon him

That may discover such integrity

Whereto thy tongue a party verdict gave

Who by thy wisdom makes a prince thy servant

It should be challenged

O withered is the garland of the war

Why this’ a heavy chance ’twixt him and you

There is besides in Roderigo’s letter

And kill the bees that yield it with your stings

Is not more smooth and rubious thy small pipe

It bears an angry tenor Pardon me

One might interpret

Thou think’st there is no more such shapes as he

Must sanctify his relics Who comes here

And I hence fleeting here remain with thee

Wave thus to express his disposition

Shall tax my fears of little vanity

What tongueless blocks were they Would they not speak

But come at once

I’ll canvass thee in thy broad cardinal’s hat

Bearing their birthrights proudly on their backs

Who art the table wherein all my thoughts

And treats of Tereus’ treason and his rape

Does now speak to thee I embrace thy body

To York But come my lord With a heavy heart

And as you trip still pinch him to your time

This is sure Fidele

Stokeley and Gardiner the one of Winchester

I am his brother and I love him well

Do it for thy true love take

Some to the common pulpits and cry out

Glad am I that your Highness is so armed

Which once in him abated all the rest

I well might hear delivered with a groan

But fish not with this melancholy bait

And underhonest in self-assumption greater

Than what he stood for so his gracious nature

You heavenly guards What would your gracious figure

Right joyful of your reformation

An ’twere my cause I should go hang myself

He gains by death that hath such means to die

Did they quoth you Who sees the heavenly Rosaline

The common muck of the world He covets less

Stay not to question for the watch is coming

Hath been as dear as Helen I mean of ours

Do even drag me homeward which to hinder

Honey and milk and sugar there is three

For women are shrews both short and tall

A segregation of the Turkish fleet

The like allayment could I give my grief

To hang Cordelia in the prison and

My best and freshest men served his designments

It is so too And have not we affections

O heavenly mingle Be’st thou sad or merry

No king of England if not king of France

To be her men and wear her livery

Another of his fathom they have none

In love and service to you evermore

Nor longer stay in your curst company

I have not been desirous of their wealth

When every goose is cackling would be thought

Cut off the proud’st conspirator that lives

The harlot’s cheek beautied with plast’ring art

Now Titinius Now some light O he lights too

Good counsel marry Learn it learn it marquess

Reviving blood and that great men shall press

That he shuts up himself imagine me

My youthful travel therein made me happy

They are devised by you or else you suffer

Where youth and cost witless bravery keeps

Is led on in the conduct of my will

And may direct his course as please himself

A lord of Trojan blood nephew to Hector

Our overplus of shipping will we burn

The royal disposition of that beast

The gentry to this business He creates

What are your pleasures with me reverend lords

I think he thinks upon the savage bull

And make your channel his If he have power

If he be put upon ’t and that’s as easy

With all my heart and think me honorèd

Burn house Sink Athens Henceforth hated be

Who then but English Henry will be lord

Whose every touch would force the feeler’s soul

That e’er was heard or read

Contagious blastments are most imminent

Like horse hound hog bear fire at every turn

By doing deeds of hospitality

Either heaven with lightning strike the murderer dead

By underhand corrupted foul injustice

To part with unhacked edges and bear back

Be brief in it to th’ castle for my writ

And to conclude reproach and beggary

Lament we may but not revenge thee dead

And we are graced with wreaths of victory

From whence I think you are come by miracle

Shall I be tempted of the devil thus

Marry that marry is the very theme

I’ll pour this pestilence into his ear

Come for the third Laertes You do but dally

Add an immortal title to your crown

Which death or absence soon shall remedy

You’ll mar the light by taking it in snuff

What is her burying grave that is her womb

Here is the cap your Worship did bespeak

Alas who knows

And that I did deny my wife and house

For this revolt of thine methinks is like

No woman shall succeed in Salic land

Never yet branded with suspicion

Relates in purpose only to Achilles

You know the peril

Where for a monument upon thy bones

Retorts to chiding Fortune

Now welcome more and ten times more beloved

But grow like savages as soldiers will

I claim her not and therefore she is thine

Ah Warwick Montague hath breathed his last

Life every man holds dear but the dear man

Why sir I pray are not the streets as free

My lords I thank you both for your good wills

Right worthy you priority

That for thyself I will not so presume

Yet you are withered

What then became of them I cannot tell

Thou hast Where was she born Speak Tell me

Your scutcheons and your signs of conquest shall

That he may furnish and instruct great teachers

Pins and poking-sticks of steel

In your dear Highness’ love

I hear your Grace hath sworn out housekeeping

Praying for both parts

Stay not All’s in vain

Or with some dram conjured to this effect

Do you love me master No

Should be should buzz

Then hie you hence to Friar Lawrence’ cell

So fearful were they of infection

And more in peace my soul shall part to heaven

That now give evidence against my soul

Let your indulgence set me free

Is come into the field

Should in their own confines with forkèd heads

Of this remove

But to prorogue his grief

Nothing but curious pleasures as from thence

The oil the balsamum and aqua vitae

What makes your admiration

She hath had too much wrong and I repent

We will discharge our duty

By wasting ruin of the cruel foe

For the most part too they are foolish that are so

Bleat softly then The butcher hears you cry

But what thou art besides thou wert too base

He shall be lord of Lady Imogen

Then shall I swear to Kate and you to me

One must prove greatest While they weigh so even

So shalt thou show me friendship Take thou that

To Lewis These from our king unto your Majesty

Why Jessica I say

Where is your husband

Being sick have in some measure made me well

I long till Edward fall by war’s mischance

Ere you come there be sure to hear some news

We charge you in God’s name and the King’s

Upon my death the French can little boast

That like a rude and savage man of Ind

It is reported mighty sovereign

Upon the heath

With modest warrant

Men shall deal unadvisedly sometimes

My people did expect my hence departure

I thought King Henry had resembled thee

Their very noses had been counselors

But that I’ll give my voice on Richard’s side

And what God will that let your king perform

Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing

This scattered corn into one mutual sheaf

Where

And so did I

Is to make midnight mushrumps that rejoice

Or pay you with unthankfulness in thought

For I upon this bank will rest my head

Home to your cottages forsake this groom

His goods confiscate to the Duke’s dispose

That lived that loved that liked that looked with cheer

Take thy fair hour Laertes Time be thine

She would be as swift in motion as a ball

I would prevail if prayers might prevail

But see where Somerset and Clarence comes

Doth the news hold of good King Edward’s death

My love my life my soul fair Helena

My breast can better brook thy dagger’s point

Andronicus himself did take it up

And thou unfit for any place but hell

Shall starlike rise as great in fame as she was

New-bent in heaven shall behold the night

Like Caesar’s sister The wife of Antony

As we’ll direct her how ’tis best to bear it

It is war’s prize to take all vantages

If put upon you make the judgment good

Making them proud of his humility

It will be light my lord that you may bear it

Than this which to reiterate were sin

Why didst thou say of late thou wert despised

The which immediacy may well stand up

False-boding woman end thy frantic curse

Knavery’s plain face is never seen till used

That going shall be used with feet

To make it gracious For my private part

Or else a wit by folly vanquishèd

That this will prove a war and you shall hear

Hence Home you idle creatures get you home

By day and night he wrongs me Every hour

Here’s France and Burgundy my noble lord

Madam here is a letter from my lord

Conceit more rich in matter than in words

O dear account My life is my foe’s debt

When he shall come to his account he knows not

Stand forth Demetrius My noble lord

Good my lord be cured

And by his rare example made the coward

And you the Empress But we worldly men

What’s thy passion

And rank me with the barbarous multitudes

The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio

That e’er I heard Shall I produce the men

Know thus far forth

Therefore to arms And father do but think

And like a dog that is compelled to fight

Like to the Garter’s compass in a ring

Do make their children blind

Two mighty eagles fell and there they perched

Where thrift may follow fawning Dost thou hear

On him on you who not I will maintain

Saint George that swinged the dragon and e’er since

That late he married hath referred herself

But whe’er I be as true begot or no

My back o’ t’ other side Ah my back my back

For swallowing the treasure of the realm

Fie brother how the world is changed with you

The fairest I have yet beheld desires access

A guard of patience Stay a little while

And nothing more may fitly like your Grace

Hold you still I say

I cheered them up with justice of our cause

Our former hatred so thrive I and mine

Shall I be tempted to infringe my vow

In the day’s glorious walk or peaceful night

She weeps and says her Henry is deposed

Come

As index to the story we late talked of

To be new varnished Well but to my choice

We are the Queen’s abjects and must obey

That tide will stay me longer than I should

You have a thing for me It is a common thing

With that she sighèd as she stood

How goes the world sir now

My mistress loved thee and her fortunes mingled

To th’ discontented members the mutinous parts

When thousands weep more than did laugh at it

Which followed well would demonstrate them now

Told me the King provoked to it by the Queen

And ’tis no marvel he is so humorous

To call for recompense Appear it to your mind

Is not that he that lies upon the ground

When they are gone then must I count my gains

Diseases in our bodies I must perforce

So minutes hours days months and years

Her life was beastly and devoid of pity

As friendship wears at feasts keep with Bohemia

She hath been colted by him

Of this his nephew’s purpose to suppress

And at my lovely Tamora’s entreats

Unless you call it good to pity him

Which are not sterling Tender yourself more dearly

If Duke of Burgundy you would the peace

May hold together On her frights and griefs

I know thy constellation is right apt

When neither are alive

The dukedom yet unbowed alas poor Milan

That shall maintain what I have said is true

She hath pursued conclusions infinite

I was moved withal

Is Paris lost Is Roan yielded up

Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness

And on all sides th’ authority allowed

Thus far into the bowels of the land

The English power is near led on by Malcolm

Farewell If heart’s presages be not vain

Gross fools as he

Poor harmless fly

I know thee well a serviceable villain

By heaven it is as proper to our age

The pretty follies that themselves commit

With the best blood that I can meet withal

To more approvèd service and desert

In bed asleep while they do dream things true

And therefore bind them gentle Publius

How if fair and foolish

That were to enlard his fat-already pride

With that they all did tumble on the ground

Of such a nature is his politic love

No I will sit and watch here by the King

I do remember an apothecary

Indeed we feared his sickness was past cure

Love therefore and tongue-tied simplicity

To sour your happiness I must report

This goodly summer with your winter mixed

Made former wonders its Today the French

In their poor praise he humbled Such a man

Nor can there be that deity in my nature

Brief as the lightning in the collied night

Why birds and beasts from quality and kind

Go give ’em welcome you can speak the French tongue

Opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt

Ay if his enemy deliver it

Add to my clamors Let us pay betimes

I have many other ways to die meantime

Even to my wish I have a letter from her

Vouchsafe divine perfection of a woman

Those pelican daughters

Sister farewell I must to Coventry

And faintly through a rusty beaver peeps

The ditty does remember my drowned father

Madam it is

Since I am crept in favor with myself

Past speaking of in a king Thou hast a daughter

Being moved he will not spare to gird the gods

And bears his thoughts above his falcon’s pitch

Already have I been false to Valentine

There yours Lord Scroop of Masham And sir knight

Now where’s my wife

And hear the sentence of your movèd prince

A giant traitor

Ah thou the model where old Troy did stand

A page so kind so duteous diligent

Or this or perish

You do not meet a man but frowns Our bloods

What is your pleasure madam

Th’ importancy of Cyprus to the Turk

Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did

As if she sat in ’s heart She says all men

I shall not dine at home

Enforce him with his envy to the people

Come on assay There’s one gone to the harbor

I overheard him and his practices

Shall do and undo as him pleaseth best

And with affection wondrous sensible

For your advancement Do you understand me

So

And so stand fixed Peace plenty love truth terror

Buy thou the cottage pasture and the flock

Never my lord

Those that we bury back our monuments

These words hereafter thy tormentors be

Thanks for that

I hope it be not gone to tell my lord

Fear no more the frown o’ th’ great

Release my brother and after much debatement

To Asher House my Lord of Winchester’s

Of sighs of groans of sorrow and of teen

But since you teach me how to flatter you

I’ll to the king my master that is dead

Weapons weapons weapons

I had not coted him I feared he did but trifle

This day of shame oppression perjury

Incline to it or no

From whence at first she weighed her anchorage

As let ’em have their rights they are ever forward

My noble lords and cousins all good morrow

Come as the gods foresay it Howsoe’er

Apt to be rendered for someone to say

Which we have noted in you to your kindred

I must to him too

He that is giddy thinks the world turns round

For embracements even of Jove himself

If I would yield him my virginity

This tongue hath parleyed unto foreign kings

If not I’ll use the advantage of my power

Dogs easily won to fawn on any man

O this woodcock what an ass it is

This dangerous treason lurking in our way

And tears will quickly melt thy life away

Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms

Have we marched on without impediment

After he scores he never pays the score

Was Cressid here

The ne’er-touched vestal Try thy cunning Thidias

That has no relish of salvation in ’t

Thy nimble sulfurous flashes O how Lychorida

Dismiss me

Vive le Roi as I have banked their towns

They would have stol’n away They would Demetrius

Even till that utmost corner of the West

We doubt not of a fair and lucky war

Though in and of him there be much consisting

My lord

Such tricks hath strong imagination

And what poor duty cannot do noble respect

And prompt me that my tongue may utter forth

That now on Pompey’s basis lies along

But not take in the mind

O bless my brother Husband win win brother

For his return

The money that you owe me for the chain

With no less presence but with much more love

Do not chafe thee cousin

Stands in the gap and trade of more preferments

Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome

And make two pasties of your shameful heads

So am I purposed Where is my lord of Gloucester

The man I am

Though so denied fair harbor in my house

And now to Paris in this conquering vein

There’s two of you the devil make a third

And let me all your fortunes understand

Where fame late ent’ring at his heedful ears

Her mother ever strong against that match

If that the Earth could teem with woman’s tears

Fare thee well Thou art a piece of virtue

I have ground the ax myself

Hath in him closed whereby he does receive

But by some unlooked accident cut off

A lover’s eyes will gaze an eagle blind

To an infected jelly and my name

God witness with me when I here came in

Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff

In deeds dishonorable You have ta’en up

A true man or a thief that gallops so

The bound of honor or in act or will

These kind of knaves I know which in this plainness

Which is the god of my idolatry

From this unhallowed and bloodstainèd hole

O too much folly is it well I wot

I could have well diverted her intents

He answers

What with the sickness of Northumberland

His Philomel must lose her tongue today

Pardon should be the first word of thy speech

This offer comes from mercy not from fear

I hope all’s for the best

And for the Jew’s bond which he hath of me

Though Bassianus be the Emperor’s brother

Than prosecute the meanest or the best

Knock me down with ’em Cleave me to the girdle

That proof is called impossibility

Stand where the torch may not discover us

If not I would it were

And thou good goddess Nature which hast made it

Be it on lion bear or wolf or bull

Or die in th’ adventure be my helps

’Tis pitiful But yet Iago knows

Reply not in how many fathoms deep

I know it

Th’ ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam

Never was seen so black a day as this

Who have been false to Fulvia Riotous madness

You will the sooner that I were away

Lady with me with me thy fortune lies

All the infections that the sun sucks up

Lay not thy hands on me Forbear I say

If you may please to think I love the King

Treason Foul treason Villain traitor slave

For though before his face I speak the words

A poor infirm weak and despised old man

As mild and gentle as the cradle babe

Tell Helicanus my Marina tell him o’er

The pretty wretch left crying and said Ay

Prevent it resist it let it not be so

I’ve heard him utter to his son-in-law

Tush tush ’twill not appear

Wanting the scythe withal uncorrected rank

What marry may she

And nightly meadow fairies look you sing

What says Lord Warwick Shall we after them

Yes Pole

As aconitum or rash gunpowder

Till painful study shall outwear three years

Have one man but a man And that is it

To th’ Capitol come

What I desire to give and much less take

But like a common and an outward man

Into his power and modest wisdom plucks me

I never tasted Timon in my life

Subdue him at his peril

As much as I deserve why that’s the lady

T’ incur a private check When shall he come

In half an hour she promised to return

If Alcibiades kill my countrymen

There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here

Magni Dominator poli

The bird is dead

Dispersèd are the glories it included

Both filled and running ravening first the lamb

From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth

This matched with other did my gracious lord

To make us wondered at in time to come

More pangs and fears than wars or women have

Delay this marriage for a month a week

No profit grows where is no pleasure ta’en

Led on by heaven and crowned with joy at last

And if not so how should I wrong a brother

Thus must I from the smoke into the smother

I’ll be with you straight Go a little before

God save your Grace I do beseech your Majesty

You be conveyed to th’ Tower a prisoner

And these fresh nymphs encounter every one

And his love Thisbe very tragical mirth

And speak as loud as Mars By Jupiter

But now I worship a celestial sun

I think it well my lord

In England

I am resolved ‘Tis but a three years’ fast

And yet not ours Come let me taste my horse

My duty kneeling came there a reeking post

Many a time hath banished Norfolk fought

In sooth good friend your father might have kept

I will instruct my sorrows to be proud

Come boy prepare yourself

I will yet do you service

A strange tongue makes my cause more strange suspicious

Albeit they were fleshed villains bloody dogs

A merrier hour was never wasted there

Dead to infliction to themselves are dead

Good aunt stand up

Into some covert Take your sweetheart’s hat

How now Malvolio

Boy this shall not excuse the injuries

What says Achilles Would he aught with us

There were a heart in Egypt

Thence to a watch thence into a weakness

As does a Briton peasant So I’ll fight

None that I know will be much that I fear may chance

Our holy lives must win a new world’s crown

No father his son dearer True to tell thee

To mow down thorns that would annoy our foot

A stranger and distressèd gentleman

That we with wisest sorrow think on him

Let all untruths stand by thy stainèd name

To stain my cousin with One doth not know

To tear the Garter from thy craven’s leg

But who comes here

And with my hand I seal my true heart’s love

Are natural breath But howsoe’er you have

Not all together Better far I guess

Than if the Earl were here for men must think

Into the clust’ring battle of the French

Is he found guilty

Say wherefore didst thou lock me forth today

When you are cloudy

And bids what will take all

Perhaps I will return immediately

Thou common friend that’s without faith or love

And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes

But honor thee and will do till I die

Should nothing privilege him nor partialize

The which I hope is not enrollèd there

Well too

I thank you madam that you tender her

Of the right casket never in my life

What stuff is this How say you

Bruise me with scorn confound me with a flout

She may my lord for

That creep into the dreaming bridegroom’s ear

His nature is too noble for the world

And never see the Louvre

Might be the be-all and the end-all here

With mine own tongue deny my sacred state

Doing displeasure to the citizens

How now what hath befallen

Here’s yet some liquor left

Became a bull and bellowed the green Neptune

Forbid the sun to enter like favorites

Peace villain

What present hast thou there

With silken sly insinuating Jacks

Who cannot be new built nor has no friends

They shall be ready at your Highness’ will

No by the rood not so

A double blessing is a double grace

Peace be with us lest we be heavier

His jest will savor but of shallow wit

Provoked by him you cannot the great danger

How now Is Somerset at liberty

This nurse this teeming womb of royal kings

Shall lay your stately and air-braving towers

See who it is and now the battle’s ended

A general praise to her and care in us

As I shall find the time to friend I will

And first fruits of my body from his presence

Whate’er occasion keeps him from us now

We’ll never leave till we have hewn thee down

Ere he take ship for France and in Southampton

Here are a few of the unpleasant’st words

The spacious world cannot again afford

The cat will mew and dog will have his day

As dreams are made on and our little life

We did so please your Highness

Do thou but close our hands with holy words

Nothing my lord or if I know not what

O Margaret Margaret now thy heavy curse

That by proscription and bills of outlawry

When grief hath mates and bearing fellowship

Against the wind a mile You souls of geese

And like her most whose merit most shall be

Though you and all the rest so grossly led

But your kind hostess Come I’ll question you

That makes such waste in brief mortality

Be thou a flatterer now and seek to thrive

Where being but a private man again

And curb this cruel devil of his will

Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors

My life I never held but as a pawn

That overtopped them all Betrayed I am

Ah would she break from hence that this my body

During which time he ne’er saw Syracusa

If you have victory let the trumpet sound

We put fresh garments on him

Which is as bad as die with tickling

And two such shores to two such streams made one

Turn all to th’ best These proclamations

Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries

He leaves me scorns me Briefly die their joys

Could be so rarely and exactly wrought

Which I will overpay and pay again

I cannot think but your age has forgot me

Call me before th’ exactest auditors

This is old Ninny’s tomb Where is my love

The ills we do their ills instruct us so

Ay my good lord my lord I should say rather

Yet thou didst kill my children

Or can conceal his hunger till he famish

Jack meet me tomorrow in the Temple hall

Will but remember me what a deal of world

By the Athenian garments he had on

I have been i’ th’ marketplace and sir ’tis fit

Harry how fares your uncle

Ay dread queen

I say without characters fame lives long

Woe me for what

Dionyza does appear

His wife is in Corioles and his child

The law allows it and the court awards it

Go bind this man for he is frantic too

I did not think

One all of luxury an ass a madman

But we that know what ’tis to fast and pray

By him imprinted and within his power

For we’ll create young Arthur Duke of Brittany

Or stand so mamm’ring on What Michael Cassio

Thou hast not half that power to do me harm

Shunned my abhorred society but then finding

Comes to the privy coffer of the state

Come from the country to be judged by you

The coward horse that bears me fall and die

Bring up his powers but he did long in vain

Poor queen How love to me and to her son

’Twas said they saw but one and no discerner

What should I speak

So

Now took your brother’s life or to redeem him

Charges she more than me

Until it wither with me to my grave

The weeds which his broad-spreading leaves did shelter

I’ll be so bold to take what they have left

Say he dines forth and let no creature enter

I am made of that self mettle as my sister

What Eve what serpent hath suggested thee

Why then thou hast it Two deep enemies

Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief

No squire in debt nor no poor knight

And dare not take up arms like gentlemen

Have I not reason to prefer mine own

With those clear rays which she infused on me

Had sent to me first but for my mind’s sake

Than by concealing it heap on your head

The Ottomites Reverend and Gracious

Right

She hath and in that sparing makes huge waste

His marches are expedient to this town

Whose was ’t

I will assay thee And defend thyself

Give but that portion which yourself proposed

Alas Malvolio this is not my writing

Now Balthazar

Ay that I had not done a thousand more

These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues

The noise goes this there is among the Greeks

But a hare that is hoar

And I am one that love Bianca more

The Senate’s courtesy Let deeds express

And by that destiny to perform an act

To his grand sea

France is a stable we that dwell in ’t jades

Their lips were four red roses on a stalk

How green you are and fresh in this old world

Which still we thank as love Herein I teach you

More than I dare make faults You few that loved me

Nor ever had one penny bribe from France

Revisits thus the glimpses of the moon

Off with the crown and with the crown his head

But he shall know I am as good

Were more than you expect or more than ’s fit

That love’s keen arrows make

His arms are only to remove from thee

I might have looked upon my queen’s full eyes

To all the plains about him Our children’s children

Who told me when we both lay in the field

I am thy grandam Richard Call me so

I held the sword and he did run on it

Call for our chiefest men of discipline

Th’ earldom of Hereford and the movables

And in that habit when Slender sees his time

Too bitter is thy jest

To save at least the heir of Edward’s right

With orange-tawny bill

But thou didst understand me by my signs

Which you denied me Was that done like Cassius

Two thousand ducats by the year of land

Thy name well fits thy faith thy faith thy name

When right with right wars who shall be most right

To Dromio of Ephesus And why dost thou deny the bag of gold

Wake and find nothing But alas I swerve

How much an ill word may empoison liking

That wear those colors on them What art thou

Why then belike he likes it not perdy

Like a kind host the Dauphin and his powers

Holla What storm is this

And would not put my reputation now

Only convey me where thou art commanded

Myself to see the issue

Your beauty was the cause of that effect

Make thee a fortune from me

That for your Highness’ good I ever labored

You must prepare to fight without Achilles

O that your Highness knew my heart in this

Fail not to use and with what vehemency

Speak less than thou knowest

Therefore at your vantage

Hold me your loyal servant

To shut me out Pour on I will endure

Certainly sir I can

How he did shake ’Tis true this god did shake

They have proclaimed their malefactions

Sir his chests and treasure

Goes upright with his carriage How’s the day

Most heartily I do beseech the court

That good effects may spring from words of love

I never swore this lady such an oath

Most mighty princess that I have adventured

Now put it God in the physician’s mind

More noble blows than ever thou wise words

Pray heav’n he prove so when you come to him

I will appear and fight

He doth rely on none

Love charity obedience and true duty

Our pleasure

Timon in this should pay more than he owes

Make it no wonder If you knew my business

Which I disdaining scorned and cravèd death

Which elder days shall ripen and confirm

To th’ selfsame tune and words Who’s here

What will hap more tonight safe ’scape the King

From fasting maids whose minds are dedicate

Please your Highness

Ancient what makes he here

Much less in blood than virtue yet a princess

Though last not least in love yours good Trebonius

And feast upon her eyes What is ’t I dream on

Why

As thou canst yield a melancholy seat

This neighbor air and let rich music’s tongue

He’s that he is I may not breathe my censure

And that is my petition noble lord

At that sad stop my lord

Bless this unworthy husband He cannot thrive

For which I do commit into your hand

And therefore yet relent and save my life

O villains vipers damned without redemption

My lord I do protest

For that he dares us to ’t

How like a deer strucken by many princes

Is gone with her along and I must after

That you should think we come not to offend

My blood hath been too cold and temperate

As all the tunèd spheres and that to friends

Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal

To land his legions all as soon as I

Or else conclude my words effectual

His daughter meanly have I matched in marriage

That I your vassal have employed and pained

Such an exploit have I in hand Ligarius

O O O

Stay there sir

No I will to Ireland to his Majesty

He sends so poor a pinion of his wing

And to thy worth will add right worthy gains

I’d wish no better choice and think me rarely wed

I likewise hear that Valentine is dead

Then for his mind be Edward England’s king

Or the hard rein which both of them hath borne

That being brought into the open air

In such a night

Noting this penury to myself I said

No grapes my royal fox Yes but you will

To prove upon thy heart whereto I speak

My haste is very great Farewell Hie home

That’s bad enough for I am but reproach

My brother general the commonwealth

Of you Lord Woodeville and Lord Scales of you

Go I come I come

A most inherent baseness

A world of torments though I should endure

That wear those colors on them What art thou

Our flesh and blood my lord is grown so vile

Since you did leave it for my office sir

There stuck no plume in any English crest

God save King Henry unkinged Richard says

Their bloody sign of battle is hung out

Bows toward her and would underpeep her lids

Th’ usurper Richard who being at Salisbury

And follow me with speed I’ll to the King

No good Master Fenton

Buckingham I prithee pardon me

The Spaniard tied by blood and favor to her

Think upon patience pray you Gentlemen

That I would set my life on any chance

Whilst

Well I know the man

For idiots in this case of favor would

New woo my queen recall the good Camillo

Since thou hast far to go bear not along

To bathe my lips upon this hand whose touch

I’ll bear thee hence where I may weep my fill

To forfeit all your goods lands tenements

I am here brother full of heaviness

Form of the thing each word made true and good

And thereupon I drew my sword on you

The bloody office of his timeless end

Abhorred your person

Thus runs the world away

Of my lord’s health of his content yet not

If with myself I hold intelligence

The manage of my state as at that time

A scum of Bretons and base lackey peasants

God and your Majesty

I summon your Grace to his Majesty’s Parliament

Be angry when you will it shall have scope

Come on gentle my lord

At Mariana’s house tonight Her cause and yours

And rather like a dream than an assurance

And shudd’ring fear and green-eyed jealousy

There let him sink and be the seas on him

Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Hacket

Sweet prince why speak not you

And mayst be honored being Cato’s son

Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form

Fidele sir I have a kinsman who

That woe is me to think upon thy woes

Are murdered for our pains This bitter taste

Believe me queen your swarthy Cimmerian

Come hither gentlemen

When you have given good morning to your mistress

Kill the still-closing waters as diminish

Till I have set a glory to this hand

By us a pair of kings Let’s from this place

And make me blest to obey I am brought hither

I was an ’t like your Majesty

What I can urge against him although it seems

Which they themselves not feel but tasting it

Relent and save your souls

Under the surly Gloucester’s governance

To add unto his sickness No my Brutus

When it lies starkly in the traveler’s bones

Virgins and boys mid-age and wrinkled elders

Say what abridgment have you for this evening

By rushing in their houses bearing thence

Courteous destroyers affable wolves meek bears

Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes

For if he be not one that truly loves you

Then madam

Good morrow Caesar

Have I once lived to see two honest men

Came to my tent and cried on victory

And understand again like honest men

’Tis no counterfeit

Once more my lord of Winchester I charge you

Stay a little while To Isabella You’re welcome

The woman will be out Adieu my lord

Almost t’ acknowledge hers

And with submissive loyalty of heart

For beauty starved with her severity

I did confess it and exactly begged

Now Jove afford you cause

Yet the incessant weepings of my wife

Do give thee fivefold blazon Not too fast Soft soft

Or daring-hardy as to touch the lists

And dotage terms so

That there should be small love amongst these sweet knaves

We will advance you Thaliard Behold

I should my tears let fall upon your cheek

The winds grow high so do your stomachs lords

So full of frost of storm and cloudiness

What Warwick wilt thou leave the town and fight

To save this bastard’s life for ’tis a bastard

My father is here looked for every day

One minded like the weather most unquietly

A caitiff recreant to my cousin Hereford

These were her words uttered with mild disdain

An Ate stirring him to blood and strife

Let not the royal bed of Denmark be

Success and conquest to attend on us

By my soul nor I

And gentlewomen wear such caps as these

As on a pillory looking through the lute

I am in heaven for him or ere I could

Let’s hew his limbs till they be clean consumed

O my good lord I have been your tenant

Which shall be either to this gentleman

Myself am struck in years I must confess

Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds

His sons he there proclaimed the kings of kings

Is almost come Well done Avoid No more

So they doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe

Toward Calais Grant him there There seen

Thy crown usurped disgraced his kingly glory

Ungartered and down-gyvèd to his ankle

By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe

If they do see thee they will murder thee

I have no tongue but one Gentle my lord

This stain upon her

Hath given me this Now gather and surmise

Hear from me it shall be for thy good

Grave tribunes once more I entreat of you

The deeds of mercy I have spoke thus much

And buy it with your gold right suddenly

Ever in France shall be kept festival

Loved Mall Meg and Marian and Margery

With twenty mortal murders on their crowns

I’ll fill your grave up Stir nay come away

Where I left reading Here it is I think

The whilst their own birds famish in their nests

As when thou grew’st thyself

Ay traitor

I am not bound to that all slaves are free to

I give it you and will maintain my word

O upright judge Mark Jew O learnèd judge

More than it is ere foul sin gathering head

A linguist and a man of such perfection

What would your Grace have me to do in this

Give that which gave thee life unto the worms

More tunable than lark to shepherd’s ear

As you that thus abuse me

My Lord Chief Justice speak to that vain man

Trust to ’t bethink you I’ll not be forsworn

Because it is a customary cross

For mine own part

Ay brother to our grief as it is yours

What art thou mad

With a true heart

That Cranmer is returned with welcome

Perchance I will be there as soon as you

The obligation of our blood forbids

We o’erraught on the way Of these we told him

Nor I by Pluto But that that likes not you

Gentlemen both we will not wake your patience

And tell my lord and lady what hath happed

He was some hilding fellow that had stol’n

Tear me take me and the gods fall upon you

I’d give bay Curtal and his furniture

There are yet missing of your company

This to my cousin Scroop and all the rest

Commit them to the fire

Let me ask you one thing

Pardon me Edward I will make amends

O slow-winged turtle shall a buzzard take thee

Dread prince of plackets king of codpieces

I’ll show the virtue I have borne in arms

Thine being but a moiety of my moan

My sickness grows upon me

Youth to itself rebels though none else near

The name of Antony it was divided

Upon my soul ’tis true sir

But graciously to know I am no better

And what ensues in this fell storm

White his shroud as the mountain snow

Fly therefore noble Cassius fly far off

Affection is not rated from the heart

What letters hast thou there To Douglas I can but thank you

Why did you so Doth not the gentleman

This house is little The old man and ’s people

And stay your coming to present themselves

Shall now in mutual well-beseeming ranks

I’ll be thy second

And quenched the stellèd fires

False to his bed What is it to be false

To glad your ear and please your eyes

Be grafted to your relish Yet welcome warriors

Demetrius thou dost overween in all

And girt thee with the sword Suffolk rises Cousin of York

Either to die the death or to abjure

’Tis to be doubted madam

Philomel with melody

I’ll fetch the General’s surgeon For you mistress

A servant that he bred thrilled with remorse

Omission to do what is necessary

Be Alcibiades your plague you his

For a fair victory

Receive thy lance and God defend the right

How shall I understand you

That the probation bear no hinge nor loop

Peace peace peace Stay hold peace

I throw thy name against the bruising stones

Upon my knees what doth your speech import

This is kind I offer

And shortly mean to touch our northern shore

Take comfort he no more shall see my face

Magni Dominator poli

Be mustered bid the Captains look to ’t Now sir

Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business

Methinks there is much reason in his sayings

Wars hath not wasted it for warred he hath not

Whose party do the townsmen yet admit

Or bathe my dying honor in the blood

He would kiss you twenty with a breath

Speak’st thou from thy heart

And followed with a rabble that rejoice

Of stern injustice and confusèd wrong

Sir

That keep the word of promise to our ear

Into your guiding power This is the man

And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius

As you respect the common good the state

But my most noble Lord of Westmoreland

Such love must needs be treason in my breast

Why so I do the noblest that I have

Fill Lucius till the wine o’erswell the cup

Of the King’s looks hath a heart that is not

Give me another horse Bind up my wounds

Which we ourselves have plowed for sowed and scattered

O love be moderate allay thy ecstasy

I know your master’s pleasure and he mine

More after our commandment than as guided

Follow me soldiers We’ll devise a means

Dead shepherd now I find thy saw of might

If this thou do deny let our hands part

That had not God for some strong purpose steeled

A very very pajock

We were elected theirs Martius is worthy

How silent is this town Ho murder murder

Hark boy what noise is that

Now York and Lancaster are reconciled

If I have too austerely punished you

Parcel the sum of my disgraces by

The King is kind and well we know the King

To build his fortune I will strain a little

Three thousand times within this three years’ space

And twenty glowworms shall our lanterns be

Nor airless dungeon nor strong links of iron

The fame I have heard that Julius Caesar

And half our sailors swallowed in the flood

’Twixt Guynes and Arde

And with an accent tuned in selfsame key

It is not lost but what an if it were

Amongst his subjects and his loyal friends

Shall break into corruption so went on

From good descending

Th’ immortal Jove’s dread clamors counterfeit

I could not stir him

An if he may then am I lawful king

The tedious minutes I with her have spent

Whether Caesar will come forth today or no

Despairing of his own arm’s fortitude

So will it madam till I lie with you

Foh foh come tell a pin You are forsworn

And wish th’ estate o’ th’ world were now undone

And when I have my meed I will away

That nice-preservèd honesty of yours

Come go we then together

Gentlemen good e’en A word with one of you

To this unworthy husband of his wife

For I have loaden me with many spoils

Some two months hence my will shall here be made

Look in upon me then and speak with me

And true obedience of this madness cured

But Tuesday night last gone in ’s garden house

Expects my coming there to see me shipped

Now by my maidenhead at twelve year old

Save that Euriphile must be Fidele

And flaky darkness breaks within the east

Show a fair presence and put off these frowns

Are thrice themselves Hence therefore thou nice crutch

Nay pray be patient If you refuse your aid

Which with usurping steps do trample thee

And now declare sweet stem from York’s great stock

Lavinia live outlive thy father’s days

Which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear

And boarded her i’ th’ wanton way of youth

Fetch us in fuel and be quick thou ’rt best

O most false love

Had you been as wise as bold

How the dispatch is made and in what fashion

And carriage of the article designed

As glorious to this night being o’er my head

That one by one pursue If you give way

Speak for yourselves My wit is at an end

To whom I will retail my conquest won

Post back with speed and tell him what hath chanced

I will not resalute the streets of Rome

Pleading for a lover’s fee

And ere thou bid good night to quite their griefs

’Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your lover

Set on your foot

So you shall

Yet who so bold but says he sees it not

If he had gone forth consul found it so

Whether in sea or fire in earth or air

Sorrow so royally in you appears

How blow How blow Speak to be understood

That they did wake each other I stood and heard them

That you have slandered so

And he shall spend mine honor with his shame

I have too much believed mine own suspicion

I fear no uncles dead

And let him cry Ha louder

Must be their schoolmasters Shut up your doors

To whom the heav’ns in thy nativity

But that I told him the revenging gods

Peace lady Pause or be more temperate

Ill spirit I would hold more talk with thee

Its tenderness and make itself a pastime

This is too heavy Let me see another

As you have ever been my father’s honored friend

And with his arms outstretched as he would fly

Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me

A second time I kill my husband dead

I’ll follow sir But first an ’t please the gods

What more

Now thy proud neck bears half my burdened yoke

My fault being nothing as I have told you oft

Leaps to be gone into my mother’s bosom

Took it in snuff and still he smiled and talked

Some time I shall sleep out the rest I’ll whistle

Endured of her for whom you bid like sorrow

You may be armèd and appointed well

To entail him and his heirs unto the crown

This calf bred from his cow from all the world

Than those she placeth highest So farewell

Will I not think of home but follow arms

So that the art and practic part of life

What doth move you to claim your brother’s land

Out treacherous villain

Up So how is ’t Feel you your legs You stand

By urging me to fury O begone

Therefore no more but this Henry your sovereign

I am afraid my daughter will run mad

Nod to him elves and do him courtesies

And for those wrongs those bitter injuries

A backfriend a shoulder clapper one that countermands

To revel in the entrails of my lambs

And I who at his hands received my life

This is my treasurer Let him speak my lord

Not with vain thanks but with acceptance bounteous

To that I call Lavinia kneels What wouldst thou kneel with me

Outlive thy glory like my wretched self

Withhold thy speed dreadful occasion

And follow Martius

O yes into a thousand similes

France hast thou yet more blood to cast away

And pay the debt I never promisèd

Are but as pictures ’Tis the eye of childhood

Bids thee with most divine integrity

Is Lewis so brave Belike he thinks me Henry

They called us for our fierceness English dogs

They willfully themselves exile from light

If sanctimony be the gods’ delight

And do ’t the speedier that you may direct me

It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain

And stick them in our will Sixth part of each

Now the number is even

Mend when thou canst Be better at thy leisure

What is he arrested Tell me at whose suit

Whenas the one is wounded with the bait

Antiochus from incest lived not free

But his red color hath forsook his cheeks

Tush women have been captivate ere now

The very list the very utmost bound

Committed O thou public commoner

Which thou heard’st cry which thou saw’st sink Sit down

Looking before and after gave us not

My noble girls Ah women women Look

Did you say all O hell-kite All

So it is said my noble lord but therefor

O heaven be judge how I love Valentine

My sovereign mistress clouded so without

A quarrel ho already What’s the matter

What Antony shall speak I will protest

And tapers burnt to bedward

Should without eyes see pathways to his will

Destruction fang mankind Earth yield me roots

What he hath won that hath he fortified

But where he meant to ruin pitiful

If I would sell my horse and buy twenty more

Are you fantastical or that indeed

Please you retire to your chamber

And think to wed it he is so above me

Your message done hie home unto my chamber

For when I am revenged upon my charm

’Tis good sir you are very short with us

Fie wrangling queen

Thy promises are like Adonis’ garden

Would ever with Marina be

Come I have learned that fearful commenting

What say you Will you yield and this avoid

What should the people do with these bald tribunes

Wiped the black scruples reconciled my thoughts

You must not dare for shame to talk of mercy

Tell me not friar that thou hearest of this

Here is my hand for my true constancy

Give me your hand Come you from old Bellario

For suddenly a grievous sickness took him

By uproars severed as a flight of fowl

Valor and pride excel themselves in Hector

And leave you to your graver steps Hermione

Being the time the potion’s force should cease

That thou wert cause of noble Gloucester’s death

Who put unluckily into this bay

And make thee rich for doing me such wrong

Revive look up or I will die with thee

The fool hath planted in his memory

Soliciting his wife Ay that’s the way

I chafe you if I tarry Let me go

They have been violent to me and mine

No trumpet answers

Clarence is come false fleeting perjured Clarence

I have spoke this to know if your affiance

With my base tongue give to my noble heart

To make the coming hour o’erflow with joy

You wagered on your angling when your diver

I should do so in honor I am in this

You should have feared false times when you did feast

Their crownets regal from th’ Athenian bay

It was villain ere thy hand did set it down

Where is my lady

More wonderful when angels are so angry

Blush for pure shame to counterfeit our roses

How blest are we that are not simple men

I am not merry but I do beguile

O you immortal gods I will not go

Have I been ever free and must my house

Do I take part The rarer action is

Thus smiling as some fly had tickled slumber

Out of the pain you suffered gave no ear to ’t

Why all these fires why all these gliding ghosts

My liege one word

Much more than death Do not say banishment

Were all the wealth I have shut up in thee

My Icarus my blossom in his pride

That starts i’ th’ way before thee

Alas poor lady

No If I mistake

Scarce serves to quench my furnace-burning heart

Give me Bianca for my patrimony

And graves have yawned and yielded up their dead

Well then no more but this go gentle Catesby

All things are ready if our minds be so

It makes us or it mars us think on that

Killing care and grief of heart

If you be maid or no

When blood is nipped and ways be foul

And I’ll devise a mean to draw the Moor

Do so and let no man abide this deed

May rather pluck on laughter than revenge

Why not on Proteus as of all the rest

Saw you no more Marked you not how her sister

That gives not half so great a blow to hear

Why this Volumnius

’Tween snow and fire as treason and my love

Even so quickly may one catch the plague

My stay my guide and lantern to my feet

I never saw but Humphrey Duke of Gloucester

Zounds I was never so bethumped with words

With all his crimes broad blown as flush as May

Hang up your ensigns let your drums be still

Out-sweetened not thy breath The ruddock would

Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony

As my sweet Richard Yet again methinks

And call upon my soul within the house

By any voice or order of the field

Like little body with a mighty heart

Perchance he will not mind me

And danger like an ague subtly taints

Faint-hearted boy arise and look upon her

As I am son and servant to your will

And mark how well the sequel hangs together

I hope well of tomorrow and will lead you

With aptness of the season Make denials

Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife

Here will we sit and let the sounds of music

This shower blown up by tempest of the soul

He is much changed

On Fortinbras which he in brief obeys

Got ’tween asleep and wake Well then

That liberal shepherds give a grosser name

There’s such divinity doth hedge a king

But my daughter

He is no less than what we say he is

Women help heaven men their creation mar

And there’s an oath of credit

Lordings farewell and say when I am gone

Hath won the greatest favor of the Commons

I’ th’ field prove flatterers let courts and cities be

You fools I and my fellows

But go at once

Ordained our laws whose use the sword of Caesar

The Prince of Cumberland That is a step

And power i’ th’ truth o’ th’ cause

He something seems unsettled

I do embrace thee as I would embrace

She knows the heat of a luxurious bed

Lest you mistake The heavens are over our heads

Ay no no ay for I must nothing be

’Tis not so dear yet ’tis a life you coined it

Even with a treacherous fine of all your lives

And torture him with grievous ling’ring death

His hours filled up with riots banquets sports

Puff

I had most need of blessing and Amen

My life sir How I pray For that goes hard

A little proudly and great deal misprizing

The people’s magistrates

Your mother lives a witness to his vow

I’ll humbly signify what in his name

The first begotten and the lawful heir

All the contagion of the south light on you

That lived that loved that liked that looked with cheer

Forget forgive conclude and be agreed

Now fair befall thee good Petruchio

But marked him not a word O he is as tedious

I see as in a map the end of all

Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow

A one my daughter might have been my queen’s

The pig quoth I is burned My gold quoth he

And natural graces that extinguish art

His rage can do on me You must be gone

Much is your sorrow mine ten times so much

With any scruple Your scope is as mine own

As long as heaven and nature lengthens it

I will my lord

Full fathom five thy father lies

Appear thus to us

When think you that the sword goes up again

Give him deserved vexation Let a guard

What you as from your father shall deliver

Other conclusions I will try the forces

I shall serve you sir

To thrust the lie unto him

There’s reason he should be displeased at it

Striking too short at Greeks His antique sword

All my reports go with the modest truth

The great prerogative and rite of love

Where serpents are Chain me with roaring bears

Slow in pursuit but matched in mouth like bells

I feel my master’s passion This slave

What’s dumb in show I’ll plain with speech

Coal-black is better than another hue

A heavy sight

That by no means I may discover them

For God’s sake lords give signal to the fight

Keep my need up and faith is trodden down

I know him well He is the brooch indeed

An eye like Mars’ to threaten and command

I pardon him as God shall pardon me

Why should a dog a horse a rat have life

O blessèd bond of board and bed

At Saint Gregory’s well

Immediately to marry She hath consented Now sir

But who is with him

To angle for your thoughts But you are wise

But small to greater matters must give way

The wheel is come full circle I am here

On courtiers’ knees that dream on cur’sies straight

I shall return before your Lordship thence

That Brutus leads me on

Who has a book of all that monarchs do

Expect even here where is a kingly patient

To save my boy to nourish and bring him up

I tell thee Kate ’twas burnt and dried away

If judgment lie in them then so do we

Even to the guilt or the purgation

Flatter my sorrow with report of it

But to the matter that we have in hand

I know not gentlemen what you intend

But go we in I pray thee Jessica

I cannot give you less

Is Edward your true king For I were loath

O Cleopatra thou art taken queen

Ravish our daughters

A parasite a keeper-back of death

Where is the Dauphin Come come from behind

Which was thrust forth of Milan who most strangely

Is not his brother Thomas of Clarence with him

Can lay to bed forever whiles you doing thus

Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat

To your direction

This beauteous lady Thisbe is certain

Nor any of his false confederates

Thou know’st our meaning Look for thy reward

Above the rest begone

We do salute you Duke of Burgundy

For with long travel I am stiff and weary

I dare do all that may become a man

What prisoners of good sort are taken uncle

I to the world am like a drop of water

For quiet days fair issue and long life

The providence that’s in a watchful state

Where rude misgoverned hands from windows’ tops

When that the general is not like the hive

Leaving their earthly parts to choke your clime

Grief-shot with his unkindness Say ’t be so

Which we will second When he lies along

In such a rein in full as proud a place

No unpin me here

This I’ll report dear lady

It is not night when I do see your face

With any longed-for change or better state

The last is for my men they are the poorest

Upon a parchment and against this fire

In my penurious band I have heard and grieved

With such a smooth discreet and stable bearing

My youngest boy and yet my eldest care

And may not be performèd by thyself

That from the sense of all civility

Do you as I do in these dangerous days

Of regular justice in your city’s bounds

E’en to the Hall to hear what shall become

A moderate table

Forbear sharp speeches to her She’s a lady

When honor’s at the stake How stand I then

Gentle son Edward thou wilt stay with me

As painfully to pore upon a book

And drowned

There’s not so much left to furnish out

The night to th’ owl and morn to th’ lark less welcome

A Florentine more kind and honest

I am arrived for fruitful Lombardy

And even the like precurse of feared events

For thy good valor Come thee on

From helmet to the spur all blood he was

Lob down their heads drooping the hides and hips

The proudest of them shall well hear of it

Ha let me see her Out alas she’s cold

Where we shall find him most convenient

That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue

For well I wot thou hast thy mother’s tongue

Guess at her years I prithee

By so much is the wonder in extremes

The circle of my glory

My life as soon I do defy thee France

Edward for Edward pays a dying debt

’Tis well And hold your own in any case

Such an act

With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies

Lift up your countenance as it were the day

Nor suffer others

The King is mad How stiff is my vile sense

We shall begin our ancient bickerings

An after-dinner’s breath

Madam what makes you in this sudden change

He be approved in practice culpable

Ay sir where lies that If ’twere a kibe

Alack alack is it not like that I

Good king to be so mightily abused

So idly to profane the precious time

First to thy sacred state wish I all happiness

Most gentle and most valiant Hector welcome

That took away the match from Isabel

I would with such perfection govern sir

To prison with her Shall we thus permit

Thank you

By all the laws of war you’re privileged

At Tewkesbury Despair therefore and die

Are richly come to harbor suddenly

That to her brother which I said to thee

Unless it be to think that she is by

For my affection

Should they not

Thus will I fold them one upon another

And cannot live but to thy shame unless

As deep as to the lungs Who does me this

He dreams I know they are in Rome together

I will discase me and myself present

How that might change his nature there’s the question

It touches you my lord as much as me

Come down and welcome me to this world’s light

A living dead man This pernicious slave

’Tis catching hither even to our camp

For sinking under them

Fled to his house amazed

Gone already

With dignities becoming your estates

When you shall come to clearer knowledge that

She turned to folly and she was a whore

It is the flesh of a corrupted heart

And friends with Caesar

In life but double death now Gloucester’s dead

In aid whereof we of the spiritualty

For I will be thy beadsman Valentine

Our men more perfect in the use of arms

To th’ trunk again and shut the spring of it

Nettled and stung with pismires when I hear

And not a serpent’s poison Say our pleasure

With so full soul but some defect in her

And therefore living hence did give ourself

That seeks not to find that her search implies

He is in heaven where thou shalt never come

To order peace between them and omit

Guard me beseech you

My wife is in a wayward mood today

Mistrust of my success hath done this deed

O deadly sin O rude unthankfulness

In Cambria are we born and gentlemen

Out of your best advice

Perfumes the chamber thus The flame o’ th’ taper

Fine i’ faith

O O O O

His nighted life moreover to descry

Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths

Yet freshly pitied in our memories

To search the secret treasons of the world

And see the ambush of our friends be strong

When he stands where I am and sees you there

Or rather call my thought a certain knowledge

To love her for her mother’s sake that loved him

Signior Baptista shall I lead the way

You shall not now be stol’n you have locks upon you

And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake

Sirs strive no more Such withered herbs as these

Teach her the way Servant exits O heavens

Nay then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee

Had hoisted sail and put to sea today

You have not been abed then

What does the tyrant

Your loves as mine to you Farewell

For this immediate levy he commends

Who is thy lord

That she beloved knows naught that knows not this

How fares the King and ’s followers

Why wherefore ask you this

Or how stol’n from the dead

Move them no more by crossing their high will

I doubt not then but innocence shall make

A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home

But some uncleanly apprehensions

Remember Margaret was a prophetess

But how prevailed you

And wandered hither to an obscure plot

The door is open sir There lies your way

As cause had called you up have held him to

He waxes desperate with imagination

My present vengeance taken ’Shrew my heart

And with a dropping industry they skip

Some base notorious knave some scurvy fellow

If thou be’st Prospero

Stands without blemish next it imports no reason

And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe

Till I find more than will or words to do it

Masters know you that

It would make a man mad as a buck to be so bought and sold

And when you are desirous to be blest

Have now the fatal object in my eye

Changes the mood for what in me was purchased

To see you so attired swoon I think

O this same thought did but forerun my need

For England

I’ll to the mart and there for Dromio stay

Than is the doting title of a mother

Of my lord’s tricks and yours when you were boys

If not already

I am your butt and I abide your shot

In those freckles live their savors

I that I am one now

But as a thing of custom ’Tis no other

And all my powers do their bestowing lose

Thou that threw’st dust upon his goodly head

To prove whose blood is reddest his or mine

Have brought ourselves into a burning fever

I killed the slave that was a-hanging thee

Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service

Why I am glad on ’t This is well Stand up

That makes thee stare thus Wherefore breaks that sigh

Before the King will grant her humble suit

To conquer France his true inheritance

My lord I cannot be so soon provided

And but one meal on every day besides

That they devour their reason and scarce think

But what said Lady Bona to my marriage

Indifferent

And in record left them the heirs of shame

She hung about my neck and kiss on kiss

Alas how then

And that a wingèd Mercury did bear

Be lion-mettled proud and take no care

O cunning enemy that to catch a saint

But in the estimation of a hair

That not another comfort like to this

Lo yonder and Titinius mourning it

O fear me not

Strike not by land keep whole Provoke not battle

But it sufficeth that the day will end

Live like Diana’s priest betwixt cold sheets

When Caesar’s wife shall meet with better dreams

To a dear friend of the good Duke of York’s

The one by th’ other

The good I stand on is my truth and honesty

He gave you all the duties of a man

But thou shouldst please me better wouldst thou weep

Ask nothing give it him it foals me straight

Against the Moor For I do know the state

Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry

Be used more thankfully In himself ’tis much

Yes as sparrows eagles or the hare the lion

Come enter with us Ladies you deserve

He that sweetest rose will find

Though all these English and their discipline

I was unhandsome warrior as I am

To load my she with knacks I would have ransacked

And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain

Than of his outward show which God He knows

Pray you go fit you to the custom and

And shrewd and froward so beyond all measure

Sure these are but imaginary wiles

A vengeance on your crafty withered hide

O my poor brother And so perchance may he be

Than doth a rich embroidered canopy

Grasps in the comer Welcome ever smiles

Have followed both my fortunes faithfully

Must be supplyant The words of your commission

Desire them all to my pavilion

And Aesculapius guide us

Digressing from the valor of a man

As did the fatal brand Althaea burnt

Digest it with a custom I should blush

And what’s the news good cousin Lodovico

You shall not stir out of your house today

Knight knight good mother Basilisco-like

Faith no he comes too late

It ripens towards it Strike the vessels ho

Till his deserts are past begin to throw

And let her head fall into England’s lap

The best way is to venge my Gloucester’s death

Let me give light but let me not be light

And every hour more competitors

Save you good madam

Have cost a mass of public treasury

Borne with th’ invisible and creeping wind

Was once superfluous You were crowned before

And his soft couch defile

Seem to see the things thou dost not Now now now now

That quicken even with blowing O thou weed

I will do ’t my lord

In like conditions as our argument

May enter ’twixt the gap of both and take

My duty to you both on equal love

This gallant pins the wenches on his sleeve

Yet Nature might have made me as these are

Your Honor’s players hearing your amendment

Nor to betray you any way to sorrow

Ah whither shall I fly to scape their hands

Confined to exhibition All this done

Why are you sequestered from all your train

Now go thy ways thou hast tamed a curst shrow

Durst thou have looked upon him being awake

To the King’s danger Presently the Duke

The father all whose joy is nothing else

I am thy friend and pity thee dear Timon

Shall stop or spur me Have I done well

Obey it on all cause

But what’s the matter

Of crowflowers nettles daisies and long purples

Madam speak true It is not so my lord

Labeo and Flavius set our battles on

And let not search and inquisition quail

We met here both to thank and to remember

What comfort man How is ’t with agèd Gaunt

I will but spend a word here in the house

Or thrive by other means

Be shook to air

You have often

And would not force the letter to my view

Thou counterfeits a bark a sea a wind

But madam I must trouble you again

O Lady Fortune

Here’s one comes in his shirt with light and weapons

One that hath ever been God’s enemy

Troy must not be nor goodly Ilium stand

Some devil whisper curses in my ear

These English woes shall make me smile in France

If you have any justice any pity

It is the witness still of excellency

If I achieve not this young modest girl

While I go to the goldsmith’s house go thou