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O, call back yesterday, bid time return!

      — King Richard II, Act III Scene 2

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KEYWORD: believe

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1

Timon of Athens
[III, 2]

Lucilius

1019

Fie, no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money.

2

Timon of Athens
[III, 2]

Second Stranger

1020

But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago,
one of his men was with the Lord Lucullus to borrow
so many talents, nay, urged extremely for't and
showed what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied.

3

Timon of Athens
[III, 4]

Flavius

1219

Ay,
If money were as certain as your waiting,
'Twere sure enough.
Why then preferr'd you not your sums and bills,
When your false masters eat of my lord's meat?
Then they could smile and fawn upon his debts
And take down the interest into their
gluttonous maws.
You do yourselves but wrong to stir me up;
Let me pass quietly:
Believe 't, my lord and I have made an end;
I have no more to reckon, he to spend.

4

Timon of Athens
[IV, 3]

Second Bandit

2167

I'll believe him as an enemy, and give over my trade.

5

Timon of Athens
[IV, 3]

Flavius

2228

No, my most worthy master; in whose breast
Doubt and suspect, alas, are placed too late:
You should have fear'd false times when you did feast:
Suspect still comes where an estate is least.
That which I show, heaven knows, is merely love,
Duty and zeal to your unmatched mind,
Care of your food and living; and, believe it,
My most honour'd lord,
For any benefit that points to me,
Either in hope or present, I'ld exchange
For this one wish, that you had power and wealth
To requite me, by making rich yourself.

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