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timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-1.json-line-36 | The moment Fortune changes her mind and spurns this newly chosen man, all of those who depended on him and who helped him on their hands and knees to reach the mountain top, they let him slip without even trying to save him. | 'Tis common: A thousand moral paintings I can show That shall demonstrate these quick blows of Fortune's More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well To show Lord Timon that mean eyes have seen The foot above the head. |
othello-act-3-scene-1.json-line-4 | Yes, indeed they are, sir. | Oh, thereby hangs a tail. |
timon-of-athens-act-5-scene-1.json-line-63 | It's useless. | But yet I love my country, and am notOne that rejoices in the common wreck,As common bruit doth put it. |
richard-iii-act-4-scene-4.json-line-95 | Begs her to do what God, the King of Kings, forbidsmarriage between an uncle and a niece. | Say she shall be a high and mighty queen. |
richard-ii-act-3-scene-3.json-line-21 | Northumberland returns with a message from Bolingbroke. | What must the king do now? must he submit? The king shall do it: must he be deposed? The king shall be contented: must he lose The name of king? o' God's name, let it go: I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an almsman's gown, My figured goblets for a dish of wood, My sceptre for a palmer's walking staff, My subjects for a pair of carved saints And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave; Or I'll be buried in the king's highway, Some way of common trade, where subjects' feet May hourly trample on their sovereign's head; For on my heart they tread now whilst I live; And buried once, why not upon my head? Aumerle, thou weep'st, my tender-hearted cousin! We'll make foul weather with despised tears; Our sighs and they shall lodge the summer corn, And make a dearth in this revolting land. Or shall we play the wantons with our woes, And make some pretty match with shedding tears? As thus, to drop them still upon one place, Till they have fretted us a pair of graves Within the earth; and, therein laid,there lies Two kinsmen digg'd their graves with weeping eyes. Would not this ill do well? Well, well, I see I talk but idly, and you laugh at me. Most mighty prince, my Lord Northumberland, What says King Bolingbroke? will his majesty Give Richard leave to live till Richard die? You make a leg, and Bolingbroke says ay. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-4-scene-1.json-line-13 | Ill confess to you that I love him. | So will ye, I am sure, that you love me. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-2-scene-1.json-line-101 | It's off-the-cuff. It comes from my natural intelligence. | A witty mother! Witless else her son. |
othello-act-3-scene-3.json-line-137 | I should be wise, because being honest is foolish and causes someone to lose all that he works for. | By the world, I think my wife be honest and think she is not. I think that thou art just and think thou art not. Ill have some proof. Her name, that was as fresh As Dians visage, is now begrimed and black As mine own face. If there be cords or knives, Poison, or fire, or suffocating streams, Ill not endure it. Would I were satisfied! |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-4-scene-2.json-line-26 | Who is he, Biondello? | Master, a marcantant, or a pedant, I know not what, but formal in apparel,In gait and countenance surely like a father. |
othello-act-1-scene-2.json-line-11 | It's a good thing I was found by you. I'll just go say one thing inside, and then I'll go with you. | Ancient, what makes he here? |
othello-act-3-scene-4.json-line-85 | Leave you! Why? | I do attend here on the generalAnd think it no addition, nor my wish,To have him see me womaned. |
othello-act-2-scene-3.json-line-47 | I wouldn't tell him, not if you gave me this beautiful island in return. I love Cassio, and would do anything to cure him of his alcoholism | But, hark! What noise? |
richard-iii-act-2-scene-2.json-line-17 | [To QUEEN ELIZABETH] Oh, Aunt, you didn't weep for our father's death. So why would we help you with our tears? | Our fatherless distress was left unmoaned. Your widow-dolor likewise be unwept! |
the-tempest-act-5-scene-1.json-line-5 | I would, sir, if I were human. | And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to th' quick, Yet with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury Do I take part. The rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance. They being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further. Go release them, Ariel. My charms Ill break, their senses Ill restore, And they shall be themselves. |
pericles-act-2-scene-1.json-line-2 | Hey, come bring the nets in! | What, Patch-breech, I say! |
twelfth-night-act-3-scene-4.json-line-66 | Here's more material for our comedy. | [presenting a paper] Heres the challenge, read it. Warrant theres vinegar and pepper in t. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-3-scene-2.json-line-80 | That, being mad herself, she has now married a madman. | I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. |
richard-ii-act-2-scene-3.json-line-28 | Tut, tut! Don't "grace" me or "uncle" me: I am no traitor's uncle; and the word "grace" in an ungracious mouth is just profanity. Why have those banished and forbidden feet dared once to touch a dust of England's ground? But then more "why?" Why have they dared to march so many miles upon this peaceful land, frightening her pale-faced villages with war and display of arms? Do you come because the anointed king isn't here? Why, foolish boy, the king is here; he appointed me his representative. If only I were the young lord I was when brave Gaunt, your father, and myself rescued the Black Prince, that young Mars of men, from many thousand French soldiers, oh, then how quickly should my hand (now prisoner to the palsy) punish you for your offence! | My gracious uncle, let me know my fault:On what condition stands it and wherein? |
the-tempest-act-1-scene-2.json-line-117 | [To himself] Everything is happening, I see, just as my soul hoped it would. [To ARIEL] Spirit, you wonderful spirit, Ill set you free in two days for doing your work so well. | [seeing MIRANDA] Most sure, the goddess On whom these airs attend! Vouchsafe my prayer May know if you remain upon this island, And that you will some good instruction give How I may bear me here. My prime request, Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! If you be maid or no. |
timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-2.json-line-17 | Captain Alcibiades, you seem to long for battle now. | My heart is ever at your service, my lord. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-5-scene-2.json-line-90 | Well, what do you know, old boy, you've done it. | 'Tis a good hearing when children are toward. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-1-scene-2.json-line-50 | Will he woo her? Yes, or I'll hang her. | Why came I hither but to that intent? Think you a little din can daunt mine ears? Have I not in my time heard lions roar? Have I not heard the sea, puffed up with winds, Rage like an angry boar chafèd with sweat? Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, And heavens artillery thunder in the skies? Have I not in a pitchèd battle heard Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang? And do you tell me of a womans tongue That gives not half so great a blow to hear As will a chestnut in a farmers fire? Tush, tush! Fear boys with bugs. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-1-scene-4.json-line-13 | No, thats wrongits night. | I mean, sir, in delay. We waste our lights in vain, like lights by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sits Five times in that ere once in our five wits. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-4-scene-2.json-line-1 | [To SECOND SERVINGMAN] Go hire twenty skilled cooks. | You shall have none ill, sir, for Ill try if they can lick their fingers. |
richard-iii-act-3-scene-1.json-line-33 | I'm well, my sovereign lordfor that's what I must call you now. | Ay, brother, to our grief, as it is yours.Too late he died that might have kept that title, Which by his death hath lost much majesty. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-4-scene-5.json-line-25 | Yes, but this case at least can be mended. | Musicians, O musicians, Hearts Ease, Hearts Ease.O, an you will have me live, play Hearts Ease. |
the-winters-tale-act-4-scene-4.json-line-93 | Tell them to go away! We won't have it. There's been enough shenanigans here already.[To POLIXENES] Sir, I know you're getting tired of us. | You weary those that refresh us: pray, let's seethese four threes of herdsmen. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-induction-scene-1.json-line-25 | We thank your Honor. | Do you intend to stay with me tonight? |
richard-ii-act-5-scene-2.json-line-31 | I will not be quiet. What is the matter, Aumerle? | Good mother, be content; it is no moreThan my poor life must answer. |
richard-ii-act-5-scene-2.json-line-6 | Here comes my son Aumerle. | Aumerle that was; But that is lost for being Richard's friend, And, madam, you must call him Rutland now: I am in parliament pledge for his truth And lasting fealty to the new-made king. |
the-tempest-act-1-scene-1.json-line-11 | Not one person that I care about more than myself. Youre a kings advisor. If you can order the storm to stop, or negotiate a peace with it, we sailors will all stop working with our ropes and take a rest. Use your authority and do it. If you cant, be thankful that youve lived as long as you have, and go to your cabin and prepare yourself to face death, should the worst happen. [To SAILORS] Work, my boys! [To GONZALO] Now, Im telling you, get out of our way. | I have great comfort from this fellow. Methinks he hathno drowning mark upon him. His complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Fate, to his hanging. Make therope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage. If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. |
twelfth-night-act-2-scene-5.json-line-37 | "You must give up your drinking." | ( aside ) Out, scab! |
richard-ii-act-5-scene-2.json-line-41 | If you had suffered for him in childbirth as I have, you would be more sympathetic. But now I see: you suspect that Ive been disloyal to your bed, and that hes a bastard, not your son. Sweet York, sweet husband, dont think that: he looks as much like you as any man could, not like me or my family, and yet I love him. | Make way, unruly woman! |
timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-2.json-line-7 | Apemantus, you (and your humor) are welcome here. | No;You shall not make me welcome:I come to have thee thrust me out of doors. |
timon-of-athens-act-3-scene-5.json-line-3 | I stand before you virtuous men to ask a favor. The law is a merciful thing, which only a tyrant could use for cruel purposes. Time and hard luck have worked against a friend of mine who recently broke the law in a fit of rage, a state which unfortunately the law does not consider when men break it. My friend, this action aside, is a good man, who in the moment actually acted without cowardicesomething which ought to be held against his crimeby bravely identifying and responding to one who had ruined his reputation. He opposed this enemy with a clearheaded and calculating passion, expressing his anger with a certain coldness, almost as if he were proving a point. | You undergo too strict a paradox, Striving to make an ugly deed look fair: Your words have took such pains as if they labour'd To bring manslaughter into form and set quarrelling Upon the head of valour; which indeed Is valour misbegot and came into the world When sects and factions were newly born: He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer The worst that man can breathe, and make his wrongs His outsides, to wear them like his raiment, carelessly, And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart, To bring it into danger. If wrongs be evils and enforce us kill, What folly 'tis to hazard life for ill! |
the-two-gentlemen-of-verona-act-4-scene-4.json-line-34 | Wait a moment! I will not read your master's lines. I know they are full of declarations of love and recently-invented oathswhich he will break as easily as I tear his letter apart. | Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. |
pericles-act-5-scene-1.json-line-47 | Tell me who your parents were. I think you said you'd been wronged and hurt in the past, and that you thought you had suffered as much as I had (if the stories were both told). | Some such thingI said, and said no more but what my thoughtsDid warrant me was likely. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-induction-scene-2.json-line-13 | We'll show you one of Io as a maid, just as Jupiter tricks and surprises her. The painting seems alive, it's so realistic. | Or Daphne roaming through a thorny wood, Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds, And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep, So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn. |
richard-ii-act-2-scene-1.json-line-34 | And living too; for now his son is duke. | Barely in title, not in revenue. |
twelfth-night-act-2-scene-3.json-line-7 | Welcome, you jackass. Now sing us a song. | By my troth, the fool has an excellent breast. I had rather than forty shillings I had such a leg, and so sweet a breath to sing, as the fool has. [To th e FOOL ] In sooth, thou wast in very gracious fooling last night when thou spokest of Pigrogromitus, of the Vapians passing the equinoctial of Queubus. 'Twas very good, i' faith. I sent thee sixpence for thy leman. Hadst it? |
richard-iii-act-4-scene-2.json-line-1 | My gracious sovereign. | Give me thy hand. |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-1.json-line-13 | "Naught" to do with Miss Shore? I tell you, fellow, there's only one man who can do "naught" with her. And if anyone else is doing it, he'd best do it secretly. | What one, my lord? |
othello-act-3-scene-3.json-line-135 | Oh, grace! Oh, heaven forgive me! Are you human? Do you have any sense, or a soul? Goodbye, I resign as flag-bearer. Oh what a fool I am for being honest to a fault! Oh this monstrous world! Take note, take note, everyone: it is not safe to be direct and honest. Thank you for teaching me this lesson. From here on out, I'll love no friend, since showing love for your friends causes such hate. | Nay, stay. Thou shouldst be honest. |
the-winters-tale-act-4-scene-3.json-line-10 | I've been beaten and robbed. My money and clothes were stolen, and then they threw these rags on me. | What, by a horseman, or a footman? |
timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-1.json-line-15 | You are captivated by some task, writing a poetic dedication to Lord Timon. | A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourish'd: the fire i' the flint Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame Provokes itself and like the current flies Each bound it chafes. What have you there? |
titus-andronicus-act-4-scene-2.json-line-62 | For this favor to our mother, we're very grateful to you. | Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies; There to dispose this treasure in mine arms, And secretly to greet the empress' friends. Come on, you thick lipp'd slave, I'll bear you hence; For it is you that puts us to our shifts: I'll make you feed on berries and on roots, And feed on curds and whey, and suck the goat, And cabin in a cave, and bring you up To be a warrior, and command a camp. |
timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-2.json-line-51 | Our horses! | O my friends, I have one word to say to you: look you, my good lord, I must entreat you, honour me so much As to advance this jewel; accept it and wear it, Kind my lord. |
the-tempest-act-2-scene-1.json-line-119 | Dont you hear me speaking? | I do, and surely It is a sleepy language, and thou speakst Out of thy sleep. What is it thou didst say? This is a strange repose, to be asleep With eyes wide open, standing, speaking, moving, And yet so fast asleep. |
the-winters-tale-act-5-scene-1.json-line-36 | I'm here in Sicily by his command. He's asked me to greet you not just as a king, but as a friend and brother. Though he wanted to come, he was held back by some unavoidable issues at home. He asked me to tell you that he loves you more than all the thrones and all the kings in the world. | O my brother, Good gentleman! the wrongs I have done thee stir Afresh within me, and these thy offices, So rarely kind, are as interpreters Of my behind-hand slackness. Welcome hither, As is the spring to the earth. And hath he too Exposed this paragon to the fearful usage, At least ungentle, of the dreadful Neptune, To greet a man not worth her pains, much less The adventure of her person? |
romeo-and-juliet-act-2-scene-5.json-line-10 | Indeed, Im sorry youre in pain. Sweet, sweet, sweet Nurse, tell me, what does my love say? | Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, I warrant, avirtuous Where is your mother? |
twelfth-night-act-3-scene-4.json-line-44 | Do you know what you're saying? | [t o SIR TOBY BELCH ] La you, an you speak ill of the devil, how he takes it at heart! Pray God, he be not bewitched! |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-3-scene-2.json-line-59 | [As LUCENTIO] Can you at least stay until after dinner? | It may not be. |
the-tempest-act-2-scene-2.json-line-20 | Please, don't spin me around. My stomachs not feeling well. | [aside] These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. Thats a brave god and bears celestial liquor. I will kneel to him. |
twelfth-night-act-2-scene-4.json-line-33 | Yes, but I know | What dost thou know? |
twelfth-night-act-1-scene-4.json-line-7 | But my noble lord, if she is really as brokenhearted as they say, she is sure to deny me an audience. | Be clamorous, and leap all civil bounds, Rather than make unprofited return. |
timon-of-athens-act-5-scene-2.json-line-4 | Here come our fellow Senators. | No talk of Timon, nothing of him expect. The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scouring Doth choke the air with dust: in, and prepare: Ours is the fall, I fear; our foes the snare. |
richard-iii-act-4-scene-2.json-line-6 | Go on, my loving lord. | Why, Buckingham, I say I would be king, |
timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-1.json-line-4 | So they say. But how weird is thishave you ever seen anything like it? Look at how amazing wealth and generosity are, how they can summon all these people to attend to them. I know this merchant. | I know them both; th' other's a jeweller. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-4-scene-2.json-line-14 | Im glad! This is good. Stand up. | This is as t should be.Let me see the county. Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither. Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar! Our whole city is much bound to him. |
richard-ii-act-2-scene-1.json-line-35 | But only in title, not in income. | Richly in both, if justice had her right. |
othello-act-4-scene-1.json-line-27 | My lord has fallen into a seizure. This is the second time he's had one of these fits. He had one yesterday. | Rub him about the temples. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-4-scene-5.json-line-11 | Oh awful time! | Death, that hath taen her hence to make me wail,Ties up my tongue and will not let me speak. |
othello-act-4-scene-1.json-line-22 | With her, on her, however you want to say it. | Lie with her? lie on her? We say lie on her when theybelie her! Lie with herthats fulsome. Handkerchiefconfessionshandkerchief! To confess, and be hanged for his labor. First to be hanged, and then toconfessI tremble at it . Nature would not invest herself in such shadowing passion without some instruction. It is not words that shake me thus. Pish! Noses, ears, and lips. Is t possible? Confess!Handkerchief!Oh, devil! |
twelfth-night-act-1-scene-5.json-line-119 | "What rank are your parents?" "I was born to a higher rank than I have now, but I'm still well-off. I am a gentleman." Yes, I'll swear that you are; your words, your face, your body, your actions, and your spirit all seem like a coat of arms for a lord. But not so fast! Calm down, calm down! If only Orsino were Cesario. But what's going on? Can someone catch the plague of love this quickly? I think I can feel this youth's perfection creeping stealthily and invisibly in through my eyes. Well, let it happen. [Calling out to MALVOLIO] Come, Malvolio! | Here, madam, at your service. |
richard-ii-act-1-scene-3.json-line-26 | Let them both set down their helmets and their spears, return back to their chairs again, and come inside with us. And sound the trumpets while we tell the dukes what we've decided. | Draw near, And list what with our council we have done. For that our kingdom's earth should not be soil'd With that dear blood which it hath fostered; And for our eyes do hate the dire aspect Of civil wounds plough'd up with neighbours' sword; And for we think the eagle-winged pride Of sky-aspiring and ambitious thoughts, With rival-hating envy, set on you To wake our peace, which in our country's cradle Draws the sweet infant breath of gentle sleep; Which so roused up with boisterous untuned drums, With harsh resounding trumpets' dreadful bray, And grating shock of wrathful iron arms, Might from our quiet confines fright fair peace And make us wade even in our kindred's blood, Therefore, we banish you our territories: You, cousin Hereford, upon pain of life, Till twice five summers have enrich'd our fields Shall not regreet our fair dominions, But tread the stranger paths of banishment. |
richard-iii-act-4-scene-4.json-line-74 | What do you believe? | That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul. So from thy souls love didst thou love her brothers,And from my hearts love I do thank thee for it. |
othello-act-2-scene-3.json-line-25 | I learned it in England, where they really are strong drinkers. The Danes, the Germans, and the pot-bellied Dutchdrink, everybody!can't compare to the English in drinking. | Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking? |
pericles-act-5-scene-1.json-line-13 | The story is too long to repeat, but the short version is that he lost his beloved daughter and his wife. | May we not see him? |
richard-iii-act-3-scene-2.json-line-18 | Indeed, I'm not sorry to hear that news, for they have always been my enemies. But as for the idea that I'd support Richard's side in keeping my master's true heirs from the throneGod knows I'll never do it. I'd rather die. | God keep your Lordship in that gracious mind. |
the-taming-of-the-shrew-act-1-scene-2.json-line-73 | Calm down, sirs. If you're gentleman, then be polite and hear me out. Baptista is a noble gentlemanone who knows my fatherand even if his daughter was more beautiful than she already is, she would still be entitled to more than one suitorand I will be one of them. Helen of Troy had a thousand suitors, so let fair Bianca have one more. And so she does. Lucentio will woo her, even if Paris himself should come to try and win her. | What! This gentleman will out-talk us all. |
othello-act-4-scene-2.json-line-103 | And you want me to do that! | Ay, if you dare do yourself a profit and a right. He sups tonight with a harlotry, and thither will I go to him. He knows not yet of his honorable fortune. If you will watch his going thence (which I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one) you may take him at your pleasure. I will be near to second your attempt, and he shall fall between us. Come, stand not amazed at it, but go along with me. I will show you such a necessity in his death that you shall think yourself bound to put it on him. It is now high suppertime, and the night grows to waste. About it! |
titus-andronicus-act-4-scene-3.json-line-6 | Its wrong to make me wait. Ill dive into the burning lake in the underworld, and pull her out of Acheron by the heels. Marcus, were just shrubs, not cedars, not big-boned men like the cyclops. Were just metal and steel, Marcus, and yet weve had more wrongs done to us than our backs can bear. And, since theres no justice in earth or hell, well pray to heaven and move the gods to send down Justice to right our wrongs. Come, lets do it. You are a good archer, Marcus. | 'Ad Jovem,' that's for you: here, 'Ad Apollinem:' 'Ad Martem,' that's for myself: Here, boy, to Pallas: here, to Mercury: To Saturn, Caius, not to Saturnine; You were as good to shoot against the wind. To it, boy! Marcus, loose when I bid. Of my word, I have written to effect; There's not a god left unsolicited. |
the-two-gentlemen-of-verona-act-5-scene-4.json-line-40 | Turio, move back, or else accept your death. Don't come close to the range of my anger. Do not call Silvia yours. If you do that once more, Verona won't protect you. Here she is. Go ahead, try to only touch her and take her as your own; I dare you to do so much as breathe on my love. | Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I; I hold him but a fool that will endanger His body for a girl that loves him not: I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. |
richard-iii-act-5-scene-3.json-line-57 | By Saint Paul, tonight shadows have struck more terror in my soul than ten thousand soldiers could, even if they were dressed in impenetrable armor and led by that fool Richmond. It's not yet daytime. Come with me; I'll eavesdrop under our tents to see if anyone plans to desert me. | Good morrow, Richmond. |
the-winters-tale-act-1-scene-2.json-line-36 | Yes, of course, sir. | Thou want'st a rough pash and the shoots that I have, To be full like me: yet they say we are Almost as like as eggs; women say so, That will say anything but were they false As o'er-dyed blacks, as wind, as waters, false As dice are to be wish'd by one that fixes No bourn 'twixt his and mine, yet were it true To say this boy were like me. Come, sir page, Look on me with your welkin eye: sweet villain! Most dear'st! my collop! Can thy dam?may't be? Affection! thy intention stabs the centre: Thou dost make possible things not so held, Communicatest with dreams;how can this be? With what's unreal thou coactive art, And fellow'st nothing: then 'tis very credent Thou mayst co-join with something; and thou dost, And that beyond commission, and I find it, And that to the infection of my brains And hardening of my brows. |
twelfth-night-act-2-scene-3.json-line-78 | Someone once adored me, too. | Lets to bed, knight. Thou hadst need send for more money. |
timon-of-athens-act-1-scene-2.json-line-61 | I shall accept them, and let the rest of those present be well entertained. | How now! what news? |
timon-of-athens-act-4-scene-3.json-line-25 | Go kill yourself you monster! | Pardon him, sweet Timandra; for his wits Are drown'd and lost in his calamities. I have but little gold of late, brave Timon, The want whereof doth daily make revolt In my penurious band: I have heard, and grieved, How cursed Athens, mindless of thy worth, Forgetting thy great deeds, when neighbour states, But for thy sword and fortune, trod upon them, |
titus-andronicus-act-5-scene-3.json-line-19 | and with that shame, may your father's grief die as well! | What hast thou done, unnatural and unkind? |
othello-act-4-scene-1.json-line-116 | Cousin, there's a rift now between my husband and him. But you can mend it. | Are you sure of that? |
the-winters-tale-act-2-scene-3.json-line-17 | Sir, I came to ask you to listen to me as your loyal servant, your doctor, your obedient advisor. I came because I'm bold enough (unlike your other servants, doctors, and advisors) to call you out on your evil actions. I come on behalf of your good queen. | Good queen! |
richard-ii-act-1-scene-3.json-line-45 | Cousin, farewell; and, uncle, say goodbye: he's banished six years, and he shall go. | Cousin, farewell: what presence must not know,From where you do remain let paper show. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-3-scene-4.json-line-4 | Monday! Ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too soon. Make it Thursday. Tell her that on Thursday shell be married to this noble earl. Will you be ready, Paris? Are you opposed to rushing in this way? We wont have a big party, and just invite a friend or two. Because Tybalt was just killed, people might think that we didnt care enough about our cousin if celebrate too much. Therefore well invite just a half dozen friends to the wedding, and no more. So, what do you say to Thursday? | My lord, I would that Thursday were tomorrow. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-2-scene-4.json-line-24 | Right. | Why, then is my pump well flowered. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-4-scene-1.json-line-28 | To avoid marrying Paris Id jump from the top of a tower; or walk down thief-infested alleys; or sit among a nest of serpents; or be chained up with wild bears; or be shut up every night in a crypt full of rattling bones, stinking flesh, and skulls without jawbones; or climb into a freshly dug grave and hide beneath the shroud of a dead man. All those things make me tremble when I hear them said, but Ill do them without fear or dread in order to be a pure wife to my sweet love. | Hold, then. Go home, be merry. Give consent To marry Paris. Wednesday is tomorrow. Tomorrow night look that thou lie alone. Let not the Nurse lie with thee in thy chamber. [Shows her a vial] Take thou this vial, being then in bed, And this distillèd liquor drink thou off, When presently through all thy veins shall run A cold and drowsy humor, for no pulse Shall keep his native progress, but surcease. No warmth, no breath shall testify thou livest. The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade To wanny ashes, thy eyes windows fall Like death when he shuts up the day of life. Each part, deprived of supple government, Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death. And in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death Thou shalt continue two and forty hours, And then awake as from a pleasant sleep. Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead. Then, as the manner of our country is, In thy best robes uncovered on the bier Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie. In the meantime, against thou shalt awake, Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift, And hither shall he come, and he and I Will watch thy waking, and that very night Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua. And this shall free thee from this present shame, If no inconstant toy, nor womanish fear, Abate thy valor in the acting it. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-2-scene-4.json-line-19 | Meaning make a curtsy? | Thou hast most kindly hit it. |
the-winters-tale-act-2-scene-3.json-line-32 | If you hang all the husbands who can't keep their wives quiet, you won't have any subjects left. | Once more, take her hence. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-5-scene-3.json-line-53 | Come, Montague. Youre up early to see your son and heir killed at too young an age. | Alas, my liege, my wife is dead tonight. Grief of my sons exile hath stopped her breath.What further woe conspires against mine age? |
the-tempest-act-2-scene-2.json-line-4 | [Singing]Ill never again go to sea, to sea,Ill die here on the shoreThis is a terrible song to sing at a mans funeral. Well, heres something to give me a bit of comfort. [He lifts a bottle of alcohol to his mouth, drinks, and sings again]The master, the deck-cleaner, the boatswain, and I,The gunman and his crewmate,All loved Molly, Meg, Marian, and MargeryBut none of us much liked Kate,Because she spoke so cruelly,And would shout to sailors, Go hang!She did not like the smell of tar or pitch,But would sleep with a tailor when she was in the mood.So go to sea, boys, and let her go to hang!Thats a wretched song too. But heres my comfort. [He drinks] | Do not torment me. Oh! |
the-winters-tale-act-2-scene-1.json-line-33 | No; I swear on my life. There was nothing to know. You'll regret this when you come to your sensesyou'll regret the things you've said about me! Sweetheart, you can almost totally fix this now if you admit you made a mistake. | No; if I mistakeIn those foundations which I build upon,The centre is not big enough to bearA school-boy's top. Away with her! to prison!He who shall speak for her is afar off guiltyBut that he speaks. |
twelfth-night-act-1-scene-3.json-line-57 | How good are you at the fast dances, knight? | Faith, I can cut a caper. |
richard-iii-act-1-scene-3.json-line-85 | Don't preach about kindness or shame to me. | Have done, have done. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-4-scene-3.json-line-2 | Good night. Go to bed and get your rest. You'll need it. | Farewell. God knows when we shall meet again. I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins That almost freezes up the heat of life. I'll call them back again to comfort me. Nurse!What should she do here? My dismal scene I needs must act alone. Come, vial. [Holds out the vial] What if this mixture do not work at all? Shall I be married then tomorrow morning? No, no, this shall forbid it. Lie thou there. [Lays down a knife] What if it be a poison which the friar Subtly hath ministered to have me dead, Lest in this marriage he should be dishonored Because he married me before to Romeo? I fear it isand yet methinks it should not, For he hath still been tried a holy man. How if, when I am laid into the tomb, I wake before the time that Romeo Come to redeem me? There's a fearful point. Shall I not then be stifled in the vault, To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in, And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? Or, if I live, is it not very like The horrible conceit of death and night, Together with the terror of the place As in a vault, an ancient receptacle Where for this many hundred years the bones Of all my buried ancestors are packed; Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, Lies fest'ring in his shroud; where, as they say, At some hours in the night spirits resort Alack, alack, is it not like that I, So early wakingwhat with loathsome smells, And shrieks like mandrakes torn out of the earth, That living mortals, hearing them, run mad O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught, Environèd with all these hideous fears, And madly play with my forefathers' joints, And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud, And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone As with a club dash out my desp'rate brains? O, look! Methinks I see my cousin's ghost Seeking out Romeo that did spit his body Upon a rapier's point. Stay, Tybalt, stay! Romeo, Romeo, Romeo! Here's drink. I drink to thee. |
richard-iii-act-3-scene-5.json-line-18 | But, my good lord, your Graces' words are just as trustworthy as if I had seen him and heard him myself. And don't worry, you noble princes. I'll tell our citizens about how fairly you dealt with this case. | And to that end we wished your Lordship hereT' avoid the censures of the carping world. |
the-two-gentlemen-of-verona-act-5-scene-2.json-line-21 | Does she consider my possessions? | O, ay; and pities them. |
romeo-and-juliet-act-1-scene-2.json-line-4 | Girls who marry that young grow up too quickly. All of my other children are dead and buried in the earth, so all hopes on this earth rest in her. But you may woo her, kind Paris. Win her love. My permission for you to marry her is only part of the bargain; she must also agree to marry you. Then my blessing on the marriage will confirm her choice. This very night Im throwing a party that Ive hosted for many years. Ive invited many guests, many close friends. Id like to invite you as a most welcome guest. At my humble home tonight, youll see see young women like stars that walk the earth and light the sky from below. Like all lusty young men, youll be delighted by the young women who are as fresh as spring flowers. Look at them all, and choose whichever woman you like best. Amidst all these girls, you may no longer think that my daughters the most beautiful. Come with me. | Find them out whose names are written here? It is written, that the shoemaker should meddle with his yard and the tailor with his last, the fisher with his penciland the painter with his nets. But I am sent to find those persons whose names are here writ, and can never find what names the writing person hath here writ. I must to the learned in good time! |
richard-iii-act-2-scene-4.json-line-21 | How is the prince? | Well, madam, and in health. |
the-tempest-act-2-scene-1.json-line-44 | As by definition most unbelievable things are. | That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in thesea, hold notwithstanding their freshness and glosses, being rather new-dyed than stained with salt water. |
richard-iii-act-5-scene-4.json-line-0 | Help, my lord of Norfolk, help, help! The king has performed more wonders than seems humanly possible, facing down every dangerous enemy himself. His horse is killed, and now he's fighting on foot, searching for Richmond even in the face of death. Help, honorable lord, or else the battle is lost! | A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse! |
the-winters-tale-act-3-scene-2.json-line-32 | Oh, woe is me! My heart is about to break! | What fit is this, good lady? |