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From the crown of his head to the sole of his foot,

      — Much Ado about Nothing, Act III Scene 2

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KEYWORD: nay

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Julius Caesar
[I, 1]

Second Commoner

17

Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet,
if you be out, sir, I can mend you.

2

Julius Caesar
[I, 2]

Casca

374

Nay, an I tell you that, Ill ne'er look you i' the
face again: but those that understood him smiled at
one another and shook their heads; but, for mine own
part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more
news too: Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs
off Caesar's images, are put to silence. Fare you
well. There was more foolery yet, if I could
remember it.

3

Julius Caesar
[II, 1]

Cassius

836

Nay, we will all of us be there to fetch him.

4

Julius Caesar
[III, 2]

Third Citizen

1612

Nay, that's certain:
We are blest that Rome is rid of him.

5

Julius Caesar
[III, 2]

Antony

1712

Nay, press not so upon me; stand far off.

6

Julius Caesar
[V, 5]

Brutus

2697

Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius.
Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes;
Our enemies have beat us to the pit:
[Low alarums]
It is more worthy to leap in ourselves,
Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius,
Thou know'st that we two went to school together:
Even for that our love of old, I prithee,
Hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it.

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