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A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd;
Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms:
Nothing becomes him ill that he would well.
— Love's Labour's Lost, Act II Scene 1
KEYWORD: entreat
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[Aside to ISABELLA] Give't not o'er so: to him
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I have no tongue but one: gentle my lord,
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It lies much in your holding up. Haste you speedily
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We shall entreat you to abide here till he come and
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I am sorry that such sorrow I procure:
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