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Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1] |
Biron |
132 |
A dangerous law against gentility!
[Reads]
'Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman
within the term of three years, he shall endure such
public shame as the rest of the court can possibly devise.'
This article, my liege, yourself must break;
For well you know here comes in embassy
The French king's daughter with yourself to speak—
A maid of grace and complete majesty—
About surrender up of Aquitaine
To her decrepit, sick and bedrid father:
Therefore this article is made in vain,
Or vainly comes the admired princess hither.
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Love's Labour's Lost
[II, 1] |
Rosaline |
550 |
Another of these students at that time
Was there with him, if I have heard a truth.
Biron they call him; but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour's talk withal:
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words
That aged ears play truant at his tales
And younger hearings are quite ravished;
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
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3 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[III, 1] |
Don Adriano de Armado |
879 |
We will talk no more of this matter.
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Love's Labour's Lost
[IV, 1] |
Maria |
1122 |
Come, come, you talk greasily; your lips grow foul.
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Love's Labour's Lost
[IV, 3] |
Biron |
1618 |
I'll prove her fair, or talk till doomsday here.
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Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Princess of France |
2022 |
The effect of my intent is to cross theirs:
They do it but in mocking merriment;
And mock for mock is only my intent.
Their several counsels they unbosom shall
To loves mistook, and so be mock'd withal
Upon the next occasion that we meet,
With visages displayed, to talk and greet.
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