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The idea of her life shall sweetly creep
Into his study of imagination,
And every lovely organ of her life,
Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit,
More moving-delicate and full of life
Into the eye and prospect of his soul.

      — Much Ado about Nothing, Act IV Scene 1

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1

All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 3]

Helena

475

Pardon, madam;
The Count Rousillon cannot be my brother:
I am from humble, he from honour'd name;
No note upon my parents, his all noble:
My master, my dear lord he is; and I
His servant live, and will his vassal die:
He must not be my brother.

2

All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 3]

Helena

508

Good madam, pardon me!

3

All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 3]

Helena

510

Your pardon, noble mistress!

4

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 1]

Lafeu

660

[Kneeling] Pardon, my lord, for me and for my tidings.

5

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 1]

Lafeu

662

Then here's a man stands, that has brought his pardon.
I would you had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy,
And that at my bidding you could so stand up.

6

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 3]

Bertram

1068

Pardon, my gracious lord; for I submit
My fancy to your eyes: when I consider
What great creation and what dole of honour
Flies where you bid it, I find that she, which late
Was in my nobler thoughts most base, is now
The praised of the king; who, so ennobled,
Is as 'twere born so.

7

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 5]

Helena

1347

Pray, sir, your pardon.

8

All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 4]

Steward

1582

Pardon me, madam:
If I had given you this at over-night,
She might have been o'erta'en; and yet she writes,
Pursuit would be but vain.

9

All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 3]

Lafeu

2686

This I must say,
But first I beg my pardon, the young lord
Did to his majesty, his mother and his lady
Offence of mighty note; but to himself
The greatest wrong of all. He lost a wife
Whose beauty did astonish the survey
Of richest eyes, whose words all ears took captive,
Whose dear perfection hearts that scorn'd to serve
Humbly call'd mistress.

10

All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 3]

King of France

2695

Praising what is lost
Makes the remembrance dear. Well, call him hither;
We are reconciled, and the first view shall kill
All repetition: let him not ask our pardon;
The nature of his great offence is dead,
And deeper than oblivion we do bury
The incensing relics of it: let him approach,
A stranger, no offender; and inform him
So 'tis our will he should.

11

All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 3]

Bertram

2716

My high-repented blames,
Dear sovereign, pardon to me.

12

All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 3]

King of France

2737

Well excused:
That thou didst love her, strikes some scores away
From the great compt: but love that comes too late,
Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried,
To the great sender turns a sour offence,
Crying, 'That's good that's gone.' Our rash faults
Make trivial price of serious things we have,
Not knowing them until we know their grave:
Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust,
Destroy our friends and after weep their dust
Our own love waking cries to see what's done,
While shame full late sleeps out the afternoon.
Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her.
Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin:
The main consents are had; and here we'll stay
To see our widower's second marriage-day.

13

All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 3]

Bertram

3029

Both, both. O, pardon!

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