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MERCUTIO	O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep; Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams, Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film, Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat, Not so big as a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love; O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight, O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees, O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream, Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,
I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she	These babes for Clarence weep and so do I;
MONTAGUE	Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? Speak, nephew, were you by when it began?
GONZALO	How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!
LUCENTIO	Now, mistress, profit you in what you read?
MIRANDA	If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them. The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer: a brave vessel, Who had, no doubt, some noble creature in her, Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd. Had I been any god of power, I would Have sunk the sea within the earth or ere It should the good ship so have swallow'd and The fraughting souls within her.
QUEEN MARGARET	Tell him, my mourning weeds are laid aside, And I am ready to put armour on.
CORIOLANUS	A goodly city is this Antium. City, 'Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir Of these fair edifices 'fore my wars Have I heard groan and drop: then know me not, Lest that thy wives with spits and boys with stones In puny battle slay me. Save you, sir.
ANGELO	Pray you, be gone.
ISABELLA	I am now going to resolve him: I had rather my brother die by the law than my son should be unlawfully born. But, O, how much is the good duke deceived in Angelo! If ever he return and I can speak to him, I will open my lips in vain, or discover his government.
GLOUCESTER	Yet had not we determined he should die, Until your lordship came to see his death; Which now the loving haste of these our friends,
GRUMIO	Here, sir; as foolish as I was before.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE	They love not poison that do poison need, Nor do I thee: though I did wish him dead, I hate the murderer, love him murdered. The guilt of conscience take thou for thy labour,
FRIAR LAURENCE	Too familiar
Be an arch-villain; believe it, royal prince	If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more, Had I more name for badness.
JULIET	I will confess to you that I love him.
GLOUCESTER	He lives that loves thee better than he could.
GLOUCESTER	Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery, Our trusty friend, unless I be deceived.
BRAKENBURY	No marvel, my lord, though it affrighted you; I promise, I am afraid to hear you tell it.
LUCIO	Who, not the duke? yes, your beggar of fifty; and his use was to put a ducat in her clack-dish: the duke had crotchets in him. He would be drunk too; that let me inform you.
AUTOLYCUS	Your affairs there, what, with whom, the condition of that fardel, the place of your dwelling, your names, your ages, of what having, breeding, and any thing that is fitting to be known, discover.
WARWICK	Long live King Henry! Plantagenet embrace him.
Shepherd	I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting--Hark you now! Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twenty hunt this weather? They have scared away two of my best sheep, which I fear the wolf will sooner find than the master: if any where I have them, 'tis by the seaside, browsing of ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will what have we here! Mercy on 's, a barne a very pretty barne! A boy or a child, I wonder? A
DORCAS	Whither?
PAULINA	Tell her, Emilia. I'll use that tongue I have: if wit flow from't As boldness from my bosom, let 't not be doubted I shall do good.
MENENIUS	A good demand.
KING RICHARD III	I swear--
Clown	Have I not told thee how I was cozened by the way and lost all my money?
PRINCE EDWARD	Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come?
DUKE OF YORK	Where did I leave?
ANTIGONUS	I told her so, my lord, On your displeasure's peril and on mine, She should not visit you.
CURTIS	There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news.
Lo, citizens, he says he is content	The warlike service he has done, consider; think Upon the wounds his body bears, which show Like graves i' the holy churchyard.
ANTONIO	We two, my lord, Will guard your person while you take your rest, And watch your safety.
FRIAR LAURENCE	I hear some noise. Lady, come from that nest
First Murderer	How dost thou feel thyself now?
In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities	For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give, Nor aught so good but strain'd from that fair use
All	Slain, sir, doubtless.
Then list to me	This follows, if you will not change your purpose But undergo this flight, make for Sicilia, And there present yourself and your fair princess,
MOPSA	O, whither?
RICHARD	Nay, bear three daughters: by your leave I speak it, You love the breeder better than the male. But what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue?
ESCALUS	Well, sir; what did this gentleman to her?
KING RICHARD III	How chance the prophet could not at that time Have told me, I being by, that I should kill him?
BENVOLIO	Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by,
DUCHESS OF YORK	Pleads he in earnest? look upon his face; His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are in jest;
JULIET	Must die to-morrow! O injurious love, That respites me a life, whose very comfort Is still a dying horror!
GLOUCESTER	Here. Why dost thou spit at me?
Gentlewoman	Madam, the Lady Valeria is come to visit you.
MIRANDA	Sir, are not you my father?
LADY ANNE	Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make No excuse current, but to hang thyself.
Tush, man, abodements must not now affright us	By fair or foul means we must enter in, For hither will our friends repair to us.
MENENIUS	I mean, thy general.
Provost	I told you. Lord Angelo, belike thinking me remiss in mine office, awakens me with this unwonted putting-on; methinks strangely, for he hath not used it before.
RICHMOND	Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends, Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny, Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we march'd on without impediment; And here receive we from our father Stanley Lines of fair comfort and encouragement. The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar, That spoil'd your summer fields and fruitful vines, Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough In your embowell'd bosoms, this foul swine Lies now even in the centre of this isle, Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn From Tamworth thither is but one day's march. In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends, To reap the harvest of perpetual peace By this one bloody trial of sharp war.
LUCENTIO	Sir, give him head: I know he'll prove a jade.
ANGELO	How now, sir! What's your name? and what's the matter?
FRIAR THOMAS	It rested in your grace
BUCKINGHAM	Then know, it is your fault that you resign The supreme seat, the throne majestical, The scepter'd office of your ancestors, Your state of fortune and your due of birth, The lineal glory of your royal house,
ROMEO	Thou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline.
Rebell'd against the belly, thus accused it	That only like a gulf it did remain I' the midst o' the body, idle and unactive, Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing Like labour with the rest, where the other instruments Did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel, And, mutually participate, did minister Unto the appetite and affection common Of the whole body. The belly answer'd--
LADY GREY	Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower; For by that loss I will not purchase them.
DUCHESS OF YORK	Why, my young cousin, it is good to grow.
Second Citizen	In him there is a hope of government, That in his nonage council under him, And in his full and ripen'd years himself, No doubt, shall then and till then govern well.
LUCIO	Enough, my lord.
Lord Marshal	My Lord Aumerle, is Harry Hereford arm'd?
NORTHUMBERLAND	If I be not, heavens be revenged on me!
HORTENSIO	Faith, as you say, there's small choice in rotten apples. But come; since this bar in law makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly maintained all by helping Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband we set his youngest free for a husband, and then have to't a fresh. Sweet Bianca! Happy man be his dole! He that runs fastest gets the ring. How say you, Signior Gremio?
BUSHY	The wind sits fair for news to go to Ireland, But none returns. For us to levy power Proportionable to the enemy Is all unpossible.
LEONTES	Nor night nor day no rest: it is but weakness To bear the matter thus; mere weakness. If The cause were not in being,--part o' the cause, She the adulteress; for the harlot king Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank And level of my brain, plot-proof; but she I can hook to me: say that she were gone, Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest Might come to me again. Who's there?
KING LEWIS XI	Why, say, fair queen, whence springs this deep despair?
GLOUCESTER	And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge, Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.
ROMEO	Yet 'banished'? Hang up philosophy! Unless philosophy can make a Juliet, Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom, It helps not, it prevails not: talk no more.
GONZALO	All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Sixth Citizen	He has done nobly, and cannot go without any honest man's voice.
QUEEN ELIZABETH	O thou well skill'd in curses, stay awhile, And teach me how to curse mine enemies!
BAPTISTA	Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio.
HENRY PERCY	My gracious lord, I tender you my service,
DUKE VINCENTIO	Fie, sirrah! a bawd, a wicked bawd! The evil that thou causest to be done, That is thy means to live. Do thou but think What 'tis to cram a maw or clothe a back From such a filthy vice: say to thyself, From their abominable and beastly touches I drink, I eat, array myself, and live. Canst thou believe thy living is a life, So stinkingly depending? Go mend, go mend.
MENENIUS	See you yond coign o' the Capitol, yond corner-stone?
LADY ANNE	Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes.
FRIAR LAURENCE	Hold; get you gone, be strong and prosperous In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed To Mantua, with my letters to thy lord.
SICINIUS	Why either were you ignorant to see't, Or, seeing it, of such childish friendliness To yield your voices?
RICHMOND	What men of name are slain on either side?
ANGELO	I talk not of your soul: our compell'd sins Stand more for number than for accompt.
MENENIUS	A letter for me! it gives me an estate of seven years' health; in which time I will make a lip at the physician: the most sovereign prescription in Galen is but empiricutic, and, to this preservative, of no better report than a horse-drench. Is he not wounded? he was wont to come home wounded.
GONZALO	He'll be hang'd yet, Though every drop of water swear against it And gape at widest to glut him.
BLUNT	Unless I have mista'en his colours much, Which well I am assured I have not done, His regiment lies half a mile at least South from the mighty power of the king.
Provost	I am the provost. What's your will, good friar?
GLOUCESTER	Well thought upon; I have it here about me. When you have done, repair to Crosby Place. But, sirs, be sudden in the execution, Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead; For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps May move your hearts to pity if you mark him.
DUKE VINCENTIO	Hath he born himself penitently in prison? how seems he to be touched?
What! we have many goodly days to see	The liquid drops of tears that you have shed Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl, Advantaging their loan with interest Of ten times double gain of happiness. Go, then my mother, to thy daughter go Make bold her bashful years with your experience; Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale Put in her tender heart the aspiring flame Of golden sovereignty; acquaint the princess With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys And when this arm of mine hath chastised The petty rebel, dull-brain'd Buckingham, Bound with triumphant garlands will I come And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; To whom I will retail my conquest won, And she shall be sole victress, Caesar's Caesar.
I love her ten times more than e'er I did	O, how I long to have some chat with her!
Volsce	He cannot choose. I am most fortunate, thus accidentally to encounter you: you have ended my business, and I will merrily accompany you home.
Driving back shadows over louring hills	Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Now is the sun upon the highmost hill Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve Is three long hours, yet she is not come. Had she affections and warm youthful blood, She would be as swift in motion as a ball; My words would bandy her to my sweet love,
Nurse	Marry, bachelor, Her mother is the lady of the house, And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous I nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal; I tell you, he that can lay hold of her Shall have the chinks.
HERMIONE	What! have I twice said well? when was't before? I prithee tell me; cram's with praise, and make's As fat as tame things: one good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages: you may ride's With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs ere
Second Citizen	We may, sir, if we will.
KING EDWARD IV	Bring forth the gallant, let us hear him speak. What! can so young a thorn begin to prick? Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects, And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to?
SOMERSET	And he that will not fight for such a hope. Go home to bed, and like the owl by day, If he arise, be mock'd and wonder'd at.
SICINIUS	Not?

MERCUTIO

O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep; Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams, Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film, Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat, Not so big as a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love; O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight, O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees, O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream, Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,

I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she

These babes for Clarence weep and so do I;

MONTAGUE

Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? Speak, nephew, were you by when it began?

GONZALO

How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!

LUCENTIO

Now, mistress, profit you in what you read?

MIRANDA

If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them. The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer: a brave vessel, Who had, no doubt, some noble creature in her, Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd. Had I been any god of power, I would Have sunk the sea within the earth or ere It should the good ship so have swallow'd and The fraughting souls within her.

QUEEN MARGARET

Tell him, my mourning weeds are laid aside, And I am ready to put armour on.

CORIOLANUS

A goodly city is this Antium. City, 'Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir Of these fair edifices 'fore my wars Have I heard groan and drop: then know me not, Lest that thy wives with spits and boys with stones In puny battle slay me. Save you, sir.

ANGELO

Pray you, be gone.

ISABELLA

I am now going to resolve him: I had rather my brother die by the law than my son should be unlawfully born. But, O, how much is the good duke deceived in Angelo! If ever he return and I can speak to him, I will open my lips in vain, or discover his government.

GLOUCESTER

Yet had not we determined he should die, Until your lordship came to see his death; Which now the loving haste of these our friends,

GRUMIO

Here, sir; as foolish as I was before.

HENRY BOLINGBROKE

They love not poison that do poison need, Nor do I thee: though I did wish him dead, I hate the murderer, love him murdered. The guilt of conscience take thou for thy labour,

FRIAR LAURENCE

Too familiar

Be an arch-villain; believe it, royal prince

If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more, Had I more name for badness.

JULIET

I will confess to you that I love him.

GLOUCESTER

He lives that loves thee better than he could.

GLOUCESTER

Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery, Our trusty friend, unless I be deceived.

BRAKENBURY

No marvel, my lord, though it affrighted you; I promise, I am afraid to hear you tell it.

LUCIO

Who, not the duke? yes, your beggar of fifty; and his use was to put a ducat in her clack-dish: the duke had crotchets in him. He would be drunk too; that let me inform you.

AUTOLYCUS

Your affairs there, what, with whom, the condition of that fardel, the place of your dwelling, your names, your ages, of what having, breeding, and any thing that is fitting to be known, discover.

WARWICK

Long live King Henry! Plantagenet embrace him.

Shepherd

I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting--Hark you now! Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twenty hunt this weather? They have scared away two of my best sheep, which I fear the wolf will sooner find than the master: if any where I have them, 'tis by the seaside, browsing of ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will what have we here! Mercy on 's, a barne a very pretty barne! A boy or a child, I wonder? A

DORCAS

Whither?

PAULINA

Tell her, Emilia. I'll use that tongue I have: if wit flow from't As boldness from my bosom, let 't not be doubted I shall do good.

MENENIUS

A good demand.

KING RICHARD III

I swear--

Clown

Have I not told thee how I was cozened by the way and lost all my money?

PRINCE EDWARD

Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come?

DUKE OF YORK

Where did I leave?

ANTIGONUS

I told her so, my lord, On your displeasure's peril and on mine, She should not visit you.

CURTIS

There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news.

Lo, citizens, he says he is content

The warlike service he has done, consider; think Upon the wounds his body bears, which show Like graves i' the holy churchyard.

ANTONIO

We two, my lord, Will guard your person while you take your rest, And watch your safety.

FRIAR LAURENCE

I hear some noise. Lady, come from that nest

First Murderer

How dost thou feel thyself now?

In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities

For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give, Nor aught so good but strain'd from that fair use

All

Slain, sir, doubtless.

Then list to me

This follows, if you will not change your purpose But undergo this flight, make for Sicilia, And there present yourself and your fair princess,

MOPSA

O, whither?

RICHARD

Nay, bear three daughters: by your leave I speak it, You love the breeder better than the male. But what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue?

ESCALUS

Well, sir; what did this gentleman to her?

KING RICHARD III

How chance the prophet could not at that time Have told me, I being by, that I should kill him?

BENVOLIO

Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by,

DUCHESS OF YORK

Pleads he in earnest? look upon his face; His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are in jest;

JULIET

Must die to-morrow! O injurious love, That respites me a life, whose very comfort Is still a dying horror!

GLOUCESTER

Here. Why dost thou spit at me?

Gentlewoman

Madam, the Lady Valeria is come to visit you.

MIRANDA

Sir, are not you my father?

LADY ANNE

Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make No excuse current, but to hang thyself.

Tush, man, abodements must not now affright us

By fair or foul means we must enter in, For hither will our friends repair to us.

MENENIUS

I mean, thy general.

Provost

I told you. Lord Angelo, belike thinking me remiss in mine office, awakens me with this unwonted putting-on; methinks strangely, for he hath not used it before.

RICHMOND

Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends, Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny, Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we march'd on without impediment; And here receive we from our father Stanley Lines of fair comfort and encouragement. The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar, That spoil'd your summer fields and fruitful vines, Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough In your embowell'd bosoms, this foul swine Lies now even in the centre of this isle, Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn From Tamworth thither is but one day's march. In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends, To reap the harvest of perpetual peace By this one bloody trial of sharp war.

LUCENTIO

Sir, give him head: I know he'll prove a jade.

ANGELO

How now, sir! What's your name? and what's the matter?

FRIAR THOMAS

It rested in your grace

BUCKINGHAM

Then know, it is your fault that you resign The supreme seat, the throne majestical, The scepter'd office of your ancestors, Your state of fortune and your due of birth, The lineal glory of your royal house,

ROMEO

Thou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline.

Rebell'd against the belly, thus accused it

That only like a gulf it did remain I' the midst o' the body, idle and unactive, Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing Like labour with the rest, where the other instruments Did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel, And, mutually participate, did minister Unto the appetite and affection common Of the whole body. The belly answer'd--

LADY GREY

Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower; For by that loss I will not purchase them.

DUCHESS OF YORK

Why, my young cousin, it is good to grow.

Second Citizen

In him there is a hope of government, That in his nonage council under him, And in his full and ripen'd years himself, No doubt, shall then and till then govern well.

LUCIO

Enough, my lord.

Lord Marshal

My Lord Aumerle, is Harry Hereford arm'd?

NORTHUMBERLAND

If I be not, heavens be revenged on me!

HORTENSIO

Faith, as you say, there's small choice in rotten apples. But come; since this bar in law makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly maintained all by helping Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband we set his youngest free for a husband, and then have to't a fresh. Sweet Bianca! Happy man be his dole! He that runs fastest gets the ring. How say you, Signior Gremio?

BUSHY

The wind sits fair for news to go to Ireland, But none returns. For us to levy power Proportionable to the enemy Is all unpossible.

LEONTES

Nor night nor day no rest: it is but weakness To bear the matter thus; mere weakness. If The cause were not in being,--part o' the cause, She the adulteress; for the harlot king Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank And level of my brain, plot-proof; but she I can hook to me: say that she were gone, Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest Might come to me again. Who's there?

KING LEWIS XI

Why, say, fair queen, whence springs this deep despair?

GLOUCESTER

And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge, Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.

ROMEO

Yet 'banished'? Hang up philosophy! Unless philosophy can make a Juliet, Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom, It helps not, it prevails not: talk no more.

GONZALO

All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.

Sixth Citizen

He has done nobly, and cannot go without any honest man's voice.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

O thou well skill'd in curses, stay awhile, And teach me how to curse mine enemies!

BAPTISTA

Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio.

HENRY PERCY

My gracious lord, I tender you my service,

DUKE VINCENTIO

Fie, sirrah! a bawd, a wicked bawd! The evil that thou causest to be done, That is thy means to live. Do thou but think What 'tis to cram a maw or clothe a back From such a filthy vice: say to thyself, From their abominable and beastly touches I drink, I eat, array myself, and live. Canst thou believe thy living is a life, So stinkingly depending? Go mend, go mend.

MENENIUS

See you yond coign o' the Capitol, yond corner-stone?

LADY ANNE

Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes.

FRIAR LAURENCE

Hold; get you gone, be strong and prosperous In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed To Mantua, with my letters to thy lord.

SICINIUS

Why either were you ignorant to see't, Or, seeing it, of such childish friendliness To yield your voices?

RICHMOND

What men of name are slain on either side?

ANGELO

I talk not of your soul: our compell'd sins Stand more for number than for accompt.

MENENIUS

A letter for me! it gives me an estate of seven years' health; in which time I will make a lip at the physician: the most sovereign prescription in Galen is but empiricutic, and, to this preservative, of no better report than a horse-drench. Is he not wounded? he was wont to come home wounded.

GONZALO

He'll be hang'd yet, Though every drop of water swear against it And gape at widest to glut him.

BLUNT

Unless I have mista'en his colours much, Which well I am assured I have not done, His regiment lies half a mile at least South from the mighty power of the king.

Provost

I am the provost. What's your will, good friar?

GLOUCESTER

Well thought upon; I have it here about me. When you have done, repair to Crosby Place. But, sirs, be sudden in the execution, Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead; For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps May move your hearts to pity if you mark him.

DUKE VINCENTIO

Hath he born himself penitently in prison? how seems he to be touched?

What! we have many goodly days to see

The liquid drops of tears that you have shed Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl, Advantaging their loan with interest Of ten times double gain of happiness. Go, then my mother, to thy daughter go Make bold her bashful years with your experience; Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale Put in her tender heart the aspiring flame Of golden sovereignty; acquaint the princess With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys And when this arm of mine hath chastised The petty rebel, dull-brain'd Buckingham, Bound with triumphant garlands will I come And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; To whom I will retail my conquest won, And she shall be sole victress, Caesar's Caesar.

I love her ten times more than e'er I did

O, how I long to have some chat with her!

Volsce

He cannot choose. I am most fortunate, thus accidentally to encounter you: you have ended my business, and I will merrily accompany you home.

Driving back shadows over louring hills

Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Now is the sun upon the highmost hill Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve Is three long hours, yet she is not come. Had she affections and warm youthful blood, She would be as swift in motion as a ball; My words would bandy her to my sweet love,

Nurse

Marry, bachelor, Her mother is the lady of the house, And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous I nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal; I tell you, he that can lay hold of her Shall have the chinks.

HERMIONE

What! have I twice said well? when was't before? I prithee tell me; cram's with praise, and make's As fat as tame things: one good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages: you may ride's With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs ere

Second Citizen

We may, sir, if we will.

KING EDWARD IV

Bring forth the gallant, let us hear him speak. What! can so young a thorn begin to prick? Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects, And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to?

SOMERSET

And he that will not fight for such a hope. Go home to bed, and like the owl by day, If he arise, be mock'd and wonder'd at.

SICINIUS

Not?