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richard-ii-act-3-scene-3.json-line-12 | Oh, no doubt it is the Bishop of Carlisle. | Noble lords, Go to the rude ribs of that ancient castle; Through brazen trumpet send the breath of parley Into his ruin'd ears, and thus deliver: Henry Bolingbroke On both his knees doth kiss King Richard's hand And sends allegiance and true faith of heart To his most royal person, hither come Even at his feet to lay my arms and power, Provided that my banishment repeal'd And lands restored again be freely granted: If not, I'll use the advantage of my power And lay the summer's dust with showers of blood Rain'd from the wounds of slaughter'd Englishmen: The which, how far off from the mind of Bolingbroke It is, such crimson tempest should bedrench The fresh green lap of fair King Richard's land, My stooping duty tenderly shall show. Go, signify as much, while here we march Upon the grassy carpet of this plain. Let's march without the noise of threatening drum, That from this castle's tatter'd battlements Our fair appointments may be well perused. Methinks King Richard and myself should meet With no less terror than the elements Of fire and water, when their thundering shock At meeting tears the cloudy cheeks of heaven. Be he the fire, I'll be the yielding water: The rage be his, whilst on the earth I rain My waters; on the earth, and not on him. March on, and mark King Richard how he looks. |
timon-of-athens-act-4-scene-3.json-line-125 | If only it were so! But not until I am dead. I'll say to gold that it will be rushed to before long. | Throng'd to! |
richard-ii-act-1-scene-1.json-line-8 | First, let heaven witness my speech! I swear that I make this accusation as a devoted subject, concerned for the precious safety of my prince, and free from any other grudge or personal motive. Now, Thomas Mowbray, I turn to you, and listen closely; for what I speak, I'll prove true while I live, or my soul will answer for it in heaven. You are a traitor and a villain, too good to be so and too bad to live, since the brighter and clearer the sky, the uglier it looks when clouds fill it. Once more (the more to make my point), I throw the name of "foul traitor" back down your throat; and wishif it pleased my sovereignthat before I go, I might prove what I say with my sword. | Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal: 'Tis not the trial of a woman's war, The bitter clamour of two eager tongues, Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain; The blood is hot that must be cool'd for this: Yet can I not of such tame patience boast As to be hush'd and nought at all to say: First, the fair reverence of your highness curbs me From giving reins and spurs to my free speech; Which else would post until it had return'd These terms of treason doubled down his throat. Setting aside his high blood's royalty, And let him be no kinsman to my liege, I do defy him, and I spit at him; Call him a slanderous coward and a villain: Which to maintain I would allow him odds, And meet him, were I tied to run afoot Even to the frozen ridges of the Alps, Or any other ground inhabitable, Where ever Englishman durst set his foot. Mean time let this defend my loyalty, By all my hopes, most falsely doth he lie. |
othello-act-4-scene-1.json-line-149 | That really was not so good. But I wish I could say that was the worst he'll do. | Is it his use?Or did the letters work upon his bloodAnd new-create his fault? |
timon-of-athens-act-4-scene-3.json-line-134 | Let's test that. If he doesn't care about it, he'll give it to us without a care. If he covets it, how will we get it? | True; for he bears it not about him, 'tis hid. |
richard-ii-act-2-scene-1.json-line-21 | Right, you speak true. He loves me just as much as Hereford does. And as they love me, I love them: that's how we got here. | My liege, old Gaunt commends him to your majesty. |
timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-1.json-line-125 | Why? | That I had no angry wit to be a lord.Art not thou a merchant? |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-4.json-line-57 | Your words are so dark and threatening! Your eyes menace me. Why do you look so pale? Who sent you here? Why have you come? | To, to, to |
othello-act-1-scene-3.json-line-18 | Write him a letter from us. Right away, hurry now. | Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moor. |
titus-andronicus-act-5-scene-1.json-line-21 | Oh, barbaric animals, just like you! | Indeed, I was their tutor to instruct them: That codding spirit had they from their mother, As sure a card as ever won the set; That bloody mind, I think, they learn'd of me, As true a dog as ever fought at head. Well, let my deeds be witness of my worth. I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole Where the dead corpse of Bassianus lay: I wrote the letter that thy father found And hid the gold within the letter mention'd, Confederate with the queen and her two sons: And what not done, that thou hast cause to rue, Wherein I had no stroke of mischief in it? I play'd the cheater for thy father's hand, And, when I had it, drew myself apart And almost broke my heart with extreme laughter: I pry'd me through the crevice of a wall When, for his hand, he had his two sons' heads; Beheld his tears, and laugh'd so heartily, That both mine eyes were rainy like to his : And when I told the empress of this sport, She swooned almost at my pleasing tale, And for my tidings gave me twenty kisses. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-5-scene-1.json-line-1 | Then she is well, and nothing is bad. Her body sleeps in the Capulet crypt, and her immortal soul lives with the angels. I saw her buried in her familys tomb, and rushed here to tell you the news. Oh, pardon me for bringing this bad news, but you told me it was my duty to do so, sir. | Is it een so? Then I defy you, stars! Thou knowst my lodging. Get me ink and paper,And hire post horses. I will hence tonight. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-2-scene-2.json-line-32 | I hear a noise from inside. Dear love, goodbyeJust a second, Nurse!Sweet Montague, be true. Stay for a moment. Ill come right back. | O blessèd, blessèd night! I am afeard, Being in night, all this is but a dream,Too flattering sweet to be substantial. |
richard-iii-act-3-scene-1.json-line-46 | I'll give my nephew a greater gift than that. | A greater gift? O, thats the sword to it. |
richard-ii-act-5-scene-6.json-line-2 | First, I wish you all happiness in your sacred position. The next news is that I've sent the decapitated heads of Oxford, Salisbury, Blunt, and Kent to London; how I captured them is described in this paper. | We thank thee, gentle Percy, for thy pains;And to thy worth will add right worthy gains. |
twelfth-night-act-1-scene-5.json-line-85 | Then it's more likely to be fake. Please, keep it to yourself. I heard you were rude at my gates, and I let you in because I was curious about you, not to hear your message. If you're not crazy, then go. If you're sane, be quick. I am not in the mood for lively conversation. | Will you hoist sail, sir? Here lies your way. |
twelfth-night-act-5-scene-1.json-line-99 | The captain who first brought me to shore has my woman's clothing. He has some legal charge against him, and is in prison because he's been sued by Malvolioa gentleman and a servant of my lady's. | He shall enlarge him. |
timon-of-athens-act-4-scene-3.json-line-103 | Would you fall with the rest of the men and remain an animal? | Ay, Timon. |
twelfth-night-act-2-scene-5.json-line-20 | [Whispering] Curse him, wicked Jezebel! | [aside] O, peace! Now hes deeply in. Look how imagination blows him. |
richard-iii-act-4-scene-4.json-line-36 | Oh, let me speak! | Do then, but Ill not hear. |
the-winters-tale-act-1-scene-2.json-line-104 | Well, then I might as well be dying of cancer and be named Judas Iscariot. My reputation is ruined. From now on, I'll stink of this. I'll walk into a room and everyone will complain about the stench. I'll be shunned and hated more than the worst epidemic in the history of the world. | Swear his thought over By each particular star in heaven and By all their influences, you may as well Forbid the sea for to obey the moon As or by oath remove or counsel shake The fabric of his folly, whose foundation Is piled upon his faith and will continue The standing of his body. |
timon-of-athens-act-2-scene-2.json-line-70 | Move away, here comes Lord Timon. | Come with me, fool, come. |
the-winters-tale-act-4-scene-2.json-line-1 | I haven't been home in fifteen years. I've been away for so long, but I do want to die and be buried there. Besides, the remorseful king, my former boss, has asked me to come. I might be able to ease his suffering, which is just another reason I want to go. | As thou lovest me, Camillo, wipe not out the rest of thy services by leaving me now: the need I have of thee thine own goodness hath made; better not to have had thee than thus to want thee: thou, having made me businesses which none without thee can sufficiently manage, must either stay to execute them thyself or take away with thee the very services thou hast done; which if I have not enough considered, as too much I cannot, to be more thankful to thee shall be my study, and my profit therein the heaping friendships. Of that fatal country, Sicilia, prithee speak no more; whose very naming punishes me with the remembrance of that penitent, as thou callest him, and reconciled king, my brother; whose loss of his most precious queen and children are even now to be afresh lamented. Say to me, when sawest thou the Prince Florizel, my son? Kings are no less unhappy, their issue not being gracious, than they are in losing them when they have approved their virtues. |
the-two-gentlemen-of-verona-act-5-scene-4.json-line-5 | But your loving advances make me very unhappy. | [Aside] And me, when he approacheth to your presence. |
twelfth-night-act-1-scene-5.json-line-10 | You are firm in your resolve, then? | Not so, neither, but I am resolved on two points. |
twelfth-night-act-2-scene-5.json-line-40 | "And another thingyou're wasting your valuable time with that foolish knight" | ( aside ) Thats me, I warrant you. |
timon-of-athens-act-4-scene-3.json-line-1 | Whoever works to rise in the world ought to poison himself! What do we have here? Gold? Shiny yellow gold? No, I am not a false man[He keeps digging] Where are you, roots?![Looking at the gold] Just this much gold will turn the world upside down, making black white, foul fair, wrong right, low high, old young, cowardice valor. Ha, gods! Why this little thing? What is it, even? Why does this steal from you your loyal priests and servants, and steal the pillow from beneath a man's head? This yellow fiend will make and break religions, bless the lowly, and even make the leper liked, the thief as great as a senator! This little thing makes a widow get married a second time, and rejuvenates a woman so ugly that even the grossest men plagued with sores would have rejected her.[Still digging] Come on, stupid earth, whoring around beneath the feet of different nations, I will lower myself to your level and take my revenge. | Ha! a drum ? Thou'rt quick, But yet I'll bury thee: thou'lt go, strong thief, When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand. Nay, stay thou out for earnest. |
the-two-gentlemen-of-verona-act-5-scene-4.json-line-37 | Stop, stop, I say! It is my lord, the Duke. It is I, a dishonored manthe banished Valentinewho welcomes Your Grace. | Sir Valentine! |
richard-iii-act-3-scene-1.json-line-8 | And just in time, here comes the sweating lord. | Welcome, my lord. What, will our mother come? |
twelfth-night-act-3-scene-4.json-line-10 | Why, what's going on, man? What is the matter with you? | Not black in my mind, though yellow in my legs. It did come to his hands, and commands shall be executed. I think we do know the sweet Roman hand. |
richard-iii-act-3-scene-1.json-line-67 | If they're still alive, I should hope that I don't need to fear them. | Think you, my lord, this little prating YorkWas not incensèd by his subtle motherTo taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously? |
richard-ii-act-1-scene-3.json-line-4 | Marshal, ask that champion why he's come here bearing arms: have him state his name and swear that his cause is just. | In God's name and the king's, say who thou art And why thou comest thus knightly clad in arms, Against what man thou comest, and what thy quarrel: Speak truly, on thy knighthood and thy oath; As so defend thee heaven and thy valour! |
the-tempest-act-4-scene-1.json-line-25 | This show is an incredible illusion, with enchantingly harmonious music. Am I right to think that these are spirits that we're watching? | Spirits, which by mine artI have from their confines called to enactMy present fancies. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-3-scene-1.json-line-2 | [As CAMBIO] Ridiculous ass! You are not even educated enough to know why music was created in the first place. Wasn't it to refresh the mind of man after his studies and daily labor? So let me read philosophy with her, and when I take a break, you can come in with your harmony. | [as LITIO] Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine. |
titus-andronicus-act-4-scene-3.json-line-8 | Kinsmen, shoot all your arrows at the palace; well annoy the prideful emperor. | Now, masters, draw. |
richard-ii-act-1-scene-2.json-line-3 | Where then can I go for help, if not to you? | To God, the widow's champion and defence. |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-4.json-line-28 | I'll go back to the Duke of Gloucester and tell him so. | Nay, I prithee stay a little. I hope this passionate humor of mine will change. It was wont to hold me but while one tells twenty. |
richard-ii-act-5-scene-1.json-line-6 | Northumberlandthe ladder with which Bolingbroke climbs to the throneit wont be long until things go bad between you two: if he gives you half the kingdom, you wont think its enough, since you helped give him everything. And hell be suspicious of you; since you know how to depose kings and put someone else in their place, whats to stop you from doing it again? The love of wicked men turns to fear, that fear to hate, and hate to danger and deserved death. | My guilt be on my head, and there an end.Take leave and part; for you must part forthwith. |
the-tempest-act-1-scene-2.json-line-114 | What is it? A spirit? Lord, its looking all around! Believe me, sir, it is very good-looking. But it must be a spirit. | No, wench! It eats and sleeps and hath such senses As we have, such. This gallant which thou seest Was in the wrack. And, but hes something stained With grief thats beautys canker, thou mightst call him A goodly person. He hath lost his fellows And strays about to find 'em. |
richard-ii-act-5-scene-3.json-line-38 | No, don't say "stand up"; say "pardon" first, and "stand up" afterwards. If I were your nurse teaching you your first words, "pardon" would be the first word you knew. I never wanted to hear any word so much; say "pardon," king, and let pity teach you how: the word is short, but short is sweet, and no word is better to hear from a king. | Speak it in French, king; say, 'pardonne moi.' |
othello-act-5-scene-1.json-line-7 | Oh, I've been killed! | I am maimed for ever. Help, ho! Murder! Murder! |
timon-of-athens-act-5-scene-4.json-line-7 | Whatever you want, enforce it with mercy and not with violence. | Set but thy foot Against our rampired gates, and they shall ope; So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before, To say thou'lt enter friendly. |
twelfth-night-act-2-scene-4.json-line-14 | I think you're right, my lord. | Then let thy love be younger than thyself, Or thy affection cannot hold the bent. For women are as roses, whose fair flowerBeing once displayed, doth fall that very hour. |
richard-iii-act-3-scene-7.json-line-29 | Know, then, that it is your fault that you've given up the supreme seat, the majestic throne, the powerful office of your ancestors, your position of greatness, and the glory of your royal familyall of which are yours by birth. And instead you've handed it over to a corrupted, impure usurper. You have been lost in prayer and dreamy contemplation, but now we've come to alert you of your country's needs. Our noble island wants her true self backher face has been scarred by Edward's infamous deeds, and her royal family has been corrupted by ignoble outsiders. Its majesty is almost lost in an abyss of dark forgetfulness and deep oblivion. To fix this situation, we beg your Grace to take charge and become king of this landnot Lord Protector, steward, substitute, or lowly agent to another ruler, but king, the successor of a noble bloodline. This is your right by birth, your empire, your own. It's for this purpose that I have come with these citizenswho are your devoted and loving friends, and vehemently begged me to do thisto try and convince your Grace to accept our plea. | I cannot tell if to depart in silence Or bitterly to speak in your reproof Best fitteth my degree or your condition. If not to answer, you might haply think Tongue-tied ambition, not replying, yielded To bear the golden yoke of sovereignty, Which fondly you would here impose on me. If to reprove you for this suit of yours, So seasoned with your faithful love to me, Then on the other side I checked my friends. Therefore, to speak, and to avoid the first, And then, in speaking, not to incur the last, Definitively thus I answer you: Your love deserves my thanks, but my desert Unmeritable shuns your high request. First, if all obstacles were cut away And that my path were even to the crown As the ripe revenue and due of birth, Yet so much is my poverty of spirit, So mighty and so many my defects, That I would rather hide me from my greatness, Being a bark to brook no mighty sea, Than in my greatness covet to be hid And in the vapor of my glory smothered. But, God be thanked, there is no need of me, And much I need to help you, were there need. The royal tree hath left us royal fruit, Which, mellowed by the stealing hours of time, Will well become the seat of majesty, And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign. On him I lay what you would lay on me, The right and fortune of his happy stars, Which God defend that I should wring from him. |
othello-act-5-scene-2.json-line-99 | Do your worst. This deed you have done is not justified. It is no more worthy of heaven than you were worthy of her. | Peace, you were best. |
titus-andronicus-act-4-scene-1.json-line-23 | What, what! The lustful sons of Tamora did this horrible, bloody crime? | Magni Dominator poli,Tam lentus audis scelera? tam lentus vides? |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-3.json-line-89 | No, I believe that they rise up to heaven and awaken God from his gentle, peaceful sleep. | What doth she say, my lord of Buckingham? |
richard-ii-act-4-scene-1.json-line-40 | Just because you have more cares doesnt mean I have fewer. Im sad because Ive lost my cares; youre sad because youve gained cares. I still have my cares, although Ive given them away; they go along with the crown, but still they stay with me. | Are you contented to resign the crown? |
othello-act-3-scene-3.json-line-31 | This isn't a great favor you're doing me. It's as if I'm trying to persuade you to put on gloves when it's cold out, or to eat healthy food, or to keep yourself warm, or to do anything that's good for you. No, when I have something to ask of you that will really test your love, it will be a difficult, serious thing, one that you wouldn't grant easily. | I will deny thee nothing! Whereon I do beseech thee, grant me this,To leave me but a little to myself. |
othello-act-4-scene-3.json-line-20 | A very handsome man. | He speaks well. |
pericles-act-1-scene-4.json-line-2 | Oh, Dionyza, how can someone who's starving not beg for food? Can he pretend he's not hungry until he dies? We should proclaim our grief loudly, cry out, weep, then shout even louder. Then maybe the gods will wake up from their sleep, take notice of how their creatures are suffering, and help us. I'll start by telling our sad story of the last few years, and you can help me by crying during the pauses. | I'll do my best, sir. |
othello-act-3-scene-3.json-line-89 | My lord, I will leave now. [He starts to leave.] | [aside] Why did I marry? This honest creature doubtlessSees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds. |
richard-ii-act-2-scene-3.json-line-8 | Because your lordship was proclaimed a traitor. But he, my lord, is gone to Ravenspurgh, to offer his service to the Duke of Hereford, and sent me over here to Berkeley, to find out how large an army the Duke of York had raised there; then he told me to meet him in Ravenspurgh. | Have you forgot the Duke of Hereford, boy? |
the-tempest-act-2-scene-1.json-line-3 | [To SEBASTIAN] But the visitor trying to bring comfort to the sick wont give up on him. | Look hes winding up the watch of his wit. By and by itwill strike. |
the-tempest-act-4-scene-1.json-line-59 | Ignore it, you fool. Its trash. | Oh, ho, monster, we know what belongs to a frippery. [puts on a gown] O King Stephano! |
the-tempest-act-4-scene-1.json-line-13 | I promise you, sir, the pure love I feel in my heart holds back the passion I feel elsewhere. | Well. Now come, my Ariel! Bring a corollary, Rather than want a spirit. Appear and pertly! No tongue. All eyes! Be silent. |
timon-of-athens-act-3-scene-4.json-line-15 | And I'll tell you something funny. [To HORTENSIUS] Your lord sent you to get money, right? | Most true, he does. |
titus-andronicus-act-4-scene-2.json-line-49 | Why, that's because you're white: your treacherous color so easily betrays what you're thinking, since you blush so easily! But this young boy has another kind of complexion. Look how the black slave smiles on his father, as if to say "old boy, I'm yours." He's your brother, lords, fed from the same blood that first gave you life, and from the womb where you were imprisoned he has emerged, too, and come to the light. No, he is your brother, certainly, although he looks like me. | Aaron, what shall I say unto the empress? |
the-tempest-act-2-scene-2.json-line-2 | There arent any bushes or shrubs here to offer me even a little protection from the weather. And another storm is coming. I can hear it in the sound of the wind. That black cloud over therethe huge onelooks like a dirty leather canteen thats about to drop the liquid it contains. If it storms like it did earlier, I dont know where Ill hide. That cloud is going to drop buckets of rain. [He sees CALIBAN] What do we have here? Is it a man or a fish? Is it dead or alive? It must be a fish. He smells like a fish, an old fish, like old cheap dried fish. What a strange fish! If I were in England now, as I was once before, and had a painting that showed this fish, every single fool there would give me a silver coin just to look at it. In England, this monster would make a man rich. But, then again, any strange beast there is just like a man. English people wont give a penny to help a lame beggar, but theyll give ten to see a dead Indian. This monster here has legs like a man but fins for arms! Hes still warm, too, by my faith. I no longer think this is a fish. I think now that its a native of the island whos been struck by a lightning bolt. | Alas, the storm is come again! My best way is to creep underhis gaberdine. T here is no other shelter hereabouts. Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. I will here shroud till the dregs of the storm be past. [crawlsunder gaberdine] |
the-winters-tale-act-5-scene-1.json-line-56 | If he'd really do anything, I'd ask him to give me your girlfriend, who he clearly doesn't care for. | Sir, my liege,Your eye hath too much youth in't: not a month'Fore your queen died, she was more worth such gazesThan what you look on now. |
pericles-act-1-scene-1.json-line-2 | Bring in my daughter. Put her in a wedding dress good enough for the king of the gods himself. From the time she was conceived to the time she was born, Nature worked to make her beautiful specifically for this moment of marriage, and the whole universe decided to make her as perfect as possible. | See where she comes, apparell'd like the spring, Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king Of every virtue gives renown to men! Her face the book of praises, where is read Nothing but curious pleasures, as from thence Sorrow were ever razed and testy wrath Could never be her mild companion. You gods that made me man, and sway in love, That have inflamed desire in my breast To taste the fruit of yon celestial tree, Or die in the adventure, be my helps, As I am son and servant to your will, To compass such a boundless happiness! |
the-winters-tale-act-4-scene-4.json-line-134 | That's me, sir. | How often have I told you 'twould be thus!How often said, my dignity would lastBut till 'twere known! |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-4.json-line-9 | [To BRAKENBURY] Ah, jailer, jailer, I did all those things that the ghosts accused me ofand my crimes are now giving evidence against my soul. I did them all for King Edward's sake, and now see how he thanks me. | I will, my lord. God give your Grace good rest. |
the-tempest-act-4-scene-1.json-line-36 | ArielI call you with a thought. I thank you, Ariel. Come. | Thy thoughts I cleave to. Whats thy pleasure? |
twelfth-night-act-4-scene-2.json-line-10 | Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, please go to my lady | Out, hyperbolical fiend! How vexest thou this man! Talkest thou nothing but of ladies? |
richard-ii-act-2-scene-1.json-line-36 | He would be rich in both, if justice had its way. | My heart is great; but it must break with silence,Ere't be disburden'd with a liberal tongue. |
richard-iii-act-4-scene-1.json-line-23 | No? Why not? Richardwho is now my husbandfirst came to me when he'd hardly washed all the blood off his hands from killing both my first, angelic husband and my husband's fatherthat dear saint Henrywhose corpse I was tearfully following. Oh, I tell you, when I looked at Richard's face then, my only wish was this: "May you be cursed for making me a widow so young. When you get married, let sorrow haunt your bed, and may your wifeif any woman is crazy enough to marry yoube made more miserable by your life than you've made me by my dear husband's death." But alas! Before I could even repeat my curse again, my woman's heart stupidly fell prey to his honeyed words. I then proved the victim of my own soul's curse. From then on, I haven't had one hour of precious sleep in his bed without being awakened by the sounds of his nightmares. It doesn't matter, thoughRichard hates me because of my father, Warwick, who was his enemy. He'll soon get rid of me, no doubt. | Poor heart, adieu. I pity thy complaining. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-3-scene-3.json-line-19 | The only way Ill hide is if my heartsick groans produce a mist that covers me from peoples searching eyes. | Hark, how they knock!Whos there?Romeo, arise. Thou wilt be taken.Stay awhile.Stand up. |
richard-ii-act-3-scene-4.json-line-12 | And I could sing, if crying did me any good, and you wouldn't need to cry at all. | But stay, here come the gardeners: Let's step into the shadow of these trees. My wretchedness unto a row of pins, They'll talk of state; for every one doth so Against a change ; woe is forerun with woe. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-1-scene-5.json-line-27 | Dont saints have lips? And pilgrims, too? | Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-4-scene-3.json-line-74 | I dare say, sir, that it's almost two, and it will be dinnertime before we get there. | It shall be seven ere I go to horse. Look what I speak, or do, or think to do, You are still crossing it. Sirs, let t alone. I will not go today, and ere I do It shall be what o'clock I say it is. |
richard-ii-act-2-scene-2.json-line-7 | Why do you hope so? One had better hope he is, for he's in a hurry, and his success against the rebels requires speedso why do you hope he isn't gone yet? | That he, our hope, might have retired his power, And driven into despair an enemy's hope, Who strongly hath set footing in this land: The banish'd Bolingbroke repeals himself, And with uplifted arms is safe arrived At Ravenspurgh. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-3-scene-3.json-line-34 | Oh Lord, I could stay here all night listening to good advice like yours. Education is amazing! | Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-2-scene-1.json-line-130 | First, as you know, my house in the city, which is richly furnished with gold and china, and basins and jugs for her to wash her dainty hands. My wall hangings are of purple tapestry, my ivory chests are stuffed with gold, and my cypress-wood chests are filled with quilted bedspreads, expensive clothes, bed curtains and canopies, fine linen, Turkish cushions embossed with pearl, gold Venetian draperies, pewter and brass, and everything else you could want for a house or housekeeping. Then, at my farm I have a hundred milk cows and a hundred and twenty fat oxen in my stables. Everything else I own is of a similar high value. I myself am getting on in years, I must confess, and if I should die tomorrow, all this will belong to Biancaso long as while I live she will be only mine. | (as LUCENTIO] That only came well in. [To BAPTISTA] Sir, list to me: I am my fathers heir and only son. If I may have your daughter to my wife, Ill leave her houses three or four as good, Within rich Pisa walls, as any one Old Signior Gremio has in Padua, Besides two thousand ducats by the year Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure. What, have I pinched you, Signior Gremio? |
richard-iii-act-3-scene-7.json-line-15 | Aha, my lord, this prince is not an Edward! He's not lolling about in a lustful bed, but on his knees in prayer; not enjoying himself with a few prostitutes, but praying with two learned priests; not sleeping to fatten up his lazy body, but praying to enrich his attentive soul. England would be blessed to have this virtuous prince wearing its crown. But I'm afraid he won't agree to it. | Marry, God defend his grace should say us nay! |
pericles-act-1-scene-3.json-line-5 | For reasons unknown to me, King Antiochus got angry at him (or at least Pericles thought so). Pericles, worried that he had offended the king, to show his remorse until he could rectify the situation, decided to sail away, despite it being dangerous on the seas. | [Aside] Well, I perceive I shall not be hang'd now, although I would; But since he's gone, the king's seas must please: He 'scaped the land, to perish at the sea. I'll present myself. Peace to the lords of Tyre! |
richard-ii-act-4-scene-1.json-line-28 | In God's name, I'll ascend the royal throne. | Marry. God forbid! Worst in this royal presence may I speak, Yet best beseeming me to speak the truth. Would God that any in this noble presence Were enough noble to be upright judge Of noble Richard! then true noblesse would Learn him forbearance from so foul a wrong. What subject can give sentence on his king? And who sits here that is not Richard's subject? Thieves are not judged but they are by to hear, Although apparent guilt be seen in them; And shall the figure of God's majesty, His captain, steward, deputy-elect, Anointed, crowned, planted many years, Be judged by subject and inferior breath, And he himself not present? O, forfend it, God, That in a Christian climate souls refined Should show so heinous, black, obscene a deed! I speak to subjects, and a subject speaks, Stirr'd up by God, thus boldly for his king: My Lord of Hereford here, whom you call king, Is a foul traitor to proud Hereford's king: And if you crown him, let me prophesy: The blood of English shall manure the ground, And future ages groan for this foul act; Peace shall go sleep with Turks and infidels, And in this seat of peace tumultuous wars Shall kin with kin and kind with kind confound; Disorder, horror, fear and mutiny Shall here inhabit, and this land be call'd The field of Golgotha and dead men's skulls. O, if you raise this house against this house, It will the woefullest division prove That ever fell upon this cursed earth. Prevent it, resist it, let it not be so, Lest child, child's children, cry against you woe! |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-4.json-line-95 | A bloody deed, and desperately done. I wish I could wash my hands of this sad murder, as Pontius Pilate did. | How now? What meanst thou, that thou helpst me not?By heavens, the duke shall know how slack you have been. |
othello-act-5-scene-1.json-line-49 | Who is it that cried out? | Oh, my dear Cassio!My sweet Cassio! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio! |
richard-ii-act-4-scene-1.json-line-26 | May his soul rest in peace with good old Abraham in heaven! Lords, your challenges will wait until we assign a day for the duel. | Great Duke of Lancaster, I come to thee From plume-pluck'd Richard; who with willing soul Adopts thee heir, and his high sceptre yields To the possession of thy royal hand: Ascend his throne, descending now from him; And long live Henry, fourth of that name! |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-3-scene-2.json-line-30 | And yet you aren't limping. | [as LUCENTIO] Not so well appareled as I wish you were. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-5-scene-2.json-line-87 | I say she will.And first begin with her. | Fie, fie! Unknit that threat'ning unkind brow And dart not scornful glances from those eyes To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor. It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads, Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds, And in no sense is meet or amiable. A woman moved is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty, And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it. Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign, one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labor both by sea and land, To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe, And craves no other tribute at thy hands But love, fair looks and true obedience Too little payment for so great a debt. Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband. And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel And graceless traitor to her loving lord? I am ashamed that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace; Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway When they are bound to serve, love, and obey. Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth, Unapt to toil and trouble in the world, But that our soft conditions and our hearts Should well agree with our external parts? Come, come, you froward and unable worms! My mind hath been as big as one of yours, My heart as great, my reason haply more, To bandy word for word and frown for frown. But now I see our lances are but straws, Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare, That seeming to be most which we indeed least are. Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot, And place your hands below your husbands foot: In token of which duty, if he please, My hand is ready, may it do him ease. |
the-two-gentlemen-of-verona-act-5-scene-2.json-line-34 | And I'll followbecause I love Silvia more than I hate Eglamour, who accompanies her. | And I will follow, more to cross that loveThan hate for Silvia that is gone for love. |
the-winters-tale-act-4-scene-4.json-line-165 | And the letters you'll get from King Leontes | Shall satisfy your father. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-2-scene-2.json-line-38 | In a second, Im coming! | So thrive my soul |
timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-2.json-line-13 | Health to everyone! | Let it flow this way, my good lord. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-1-scene-2.json-line-22 | My masters house. | Indeed, I should have asked thee that before. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-3-scene-2.json-line-71 | Oh Kate, calm down. Please, don't be angry. | I will be angry. What hast thou to do?Father, be quiet. He shall stay my leisure. |
pericles-act-2-scene-1.json-line-44 | Armor? Let me see that. After all the bad luck I've had, finally, something to help me fix myself, though it is my own, and part of my heritage: this is my armor, given to me by my dead father. Just before he died he told me, "Keep it, Pericles. It's kept me safe all my life," and he pointed to this brace, "It saved me. Keep it. When you need it, though I hope the gods will protect you from such a situation, it will defend you." I've always had it with me and have always loved it. I'd never been separated from it until the storm, which doesn't spare anyone, took it in its rage. Now that it's calmed, it's given it back again. I thank you for it. I didn't lose much after all in the shipwreck, since I have my father's gift now. | What mean you, sir? |
richard-ii-act-1-scene-3.json-line-2 | The Duke of Norfolk, filled with rage, is awaiting the sound of the trumpet to summon him to battle. | Why, then, the champions are prepared, and stayFor nothing but his majesty's approach. |
richard-ii-act-5-scene-3.json-line-45 | With all my heart I pardon him. | A god on earth thou art. |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-2.json-line-36 | Yes, though I'm also suited for one other place, if you'll let me name it. | Some dungeon. |
richard-ii-act-3-scene-3.json-line-32 | Let it be mine, my most noble lord, only as my true service deserves your love. | Well you deserve: they well deserve to have, That know the strong'st and surest way to get. Uncle, give me your hands: nay, dry your eyes; Tears show their love, but want their remedies. Cousin, I am too young to be your father, Though you are old enough to be my heir. What you will have, I'll give, and willing too; For do we must what force will have us do. Set on towards London, cousin, is it so? |
othello-act-5-scene-2.json-line-44 | Get down, whore! | Kill me tomorrowlet me live tonight! |
the-tempest-act-5-scene-1.json-line-62 | Certainly. One of them looks exactly like a fish, and must therefore be marketable. | Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, Then say if they be true. [indicates CALIBAN] This misshapen knave, His mother was a witch, and one so strong That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, And deal in her command without her power. These three have robbed me, and this demi-devil For hes a bastard onehad plotted with them To take my life. Two of these fellows you Must know and own. This thing of darkness I Acknowledge mine. |
othello-act-3-scene-4.json-line-47 | What? | I say, it is not lost. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-5-scene-1.json-line-3 | I beg you, sir, have patience. You look pale and wild, as if youre about to do something reckless. | Tush, thou art deceived.Leave me and do the thing I bid thee do.Hast thou no letters to me from the friar? |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-4.json-line-4 | Did you really have so much time to examine the secrets of the deep while you were dying? | Methought I had, and often did I strive To yield the ghost, but still the envious flood Stopped in my soul and would not let it forth To find the empty, vast, and wand'ring air, But smothered it within my panting bulk, Who almost burst to belch it in the sea. |
timon-of-athens-act-5-scene-4.json-line-6 | It is not everyone's fault that you are offended. It is not fair to avenge yourself on those that are here now for those who offended you then. Crimes should not be inherited like the land. Dear countrymen, bring in your army, but leave without your anger. Spare your hometown of Athens and those people who in your wrath you might otherwise kill. Be like a shepherd and approach the herd and separate the infected parts of it. Do not kill everyone. | What thou wilt,Thou rather shalt enforce it with thy smileThan hew to't with thy sword. |
othello-act-1-scene-3.json-line-1 | Indeed, it is inconsistent. My letters say a hundred and seven ships. | And mine a hundred and forty. |
timon-of-athens-act-5-scene-1.json-line-56 | You cast a spell on me. You've beaten me to the brink of tears, giving me a fool's heart and a woman's eyes, crying before these comforting words. | Therefore, so please thee to return with us And of our Athens, thine and ours, to take The captainship, thou shalt be met with thanks, Allow'd with absolute power and thy good name Live with authority: so soon we shall drive back Of Alcibiades the approaches wild, Who, like a boar too savage, doth root up His country's peace. |