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Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade!
Methinks he seems no bigger than his head:
The fishermen that walk upon the beach
Appear like mice.

      — King Lear, Act IV Scene 6

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KEYWORD: prithee

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1

Troilus and Cressida
[III, 1]

Helen

1591

Ay, ay, prithee now. By my troth, sweet lord, thou
hast a fine forehead.

2

Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 2]

Troilus

2294

I prithee now, to bed.

3

Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 2]

Cressida

2305

Prithee, tarry:
You men will never tarry.
O foolish Cressid! I might have still held off,
And then you would have tarried. Hark!
there's one up.

4

Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 2]

Pandarus

2383

Prithee, get thee in: would thou hadst ne'er been
born! I knew thou wouldst be his death. O, poor
gentleman! A plague upon Antenor!

5

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Thersites

2944

Prithee, be silent, boy; I profit not by thy talk:
thou art thought to be Achilles' male varlet.

6

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Cressida

3076

I prithee, do not hold me to mine oath;
Bid me do any thing but that, sweet Greek.

7

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Cressida

3134

It is no matter, now I have't again.
I will not meet with you to-morrow night:
I prithee, Diomed, visit me no more.

8

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Cressida

3174

Good night: I prithee, come.
[Exit DIOMEDES]
Troilus, farewell! one eye yet looks on thee
But with my heart the other eye doth see.
Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find,
The error of our eye directs our mind:
What error leads must err; O, then conclude
Minds sway'd by eyes are full of turpitude.

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