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Winter's Tale
[III, 2] |
Hermione |
1234 |
Since what I am to say must be but that
Which contradicts my accusation and
The testimony on my part no other
But what comes from myself, it shall scarce boot me
To say 'not guilty:' mine integrity
Being counted falsehood, shall, as I express it,
Be so received. But thus: if powers divine
Behold our human actions, as they do,
I doubt not then but innocence shall make
False accusation blush and tyranny
Tremble at patience. You, my lord, best know,
Who least will seem to do so, my past life
Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true,
As I am now unhappy; which is more
Than history can pattern, though devised
And play'd to take spectators. For behold me
A fellow of the royal bed, which owe
A moiety of the throne a great king's daughter,
The mother to a hopeful prince, here standing
To prate and talk for life and honour 'fore
Who please to come and hear. For life, I prize it
As I weigh grief, which I would spare: for honour,
'Tis a derivative from me to mine,
And only that I stand for. I appeal
To your own conscience, sir, before Polixenes
Came to your court, how I was in your grace,
How merited to be so; since he came,
With what encounter so uncurrent I
Have strain'd to appear thus: if one jot beyond
The bound of honour, or in act or will
That way inclining, harden'd be the hearts
Of all that hear me, and my near'st of kin
Cry fie upon my grave!
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2 |
Winter's Tale
[IV, 3] |
Clown |
1810 |
What manner of fellow was he that robbed you?
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3 |
Winter's Tale
[IV, 3] |
Autolycus |
1811 |
A fellow, sir, that I have known to go about with
troll-my-dames; I knew him once a servant of the
prince: I cannot tell, good sir, for which of his
virtues it was, but he was certainly whipped out of the court.
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4 |
Winter's Tale
[IV, 4] |
Polixenes |
2092 |
This is a brave fellow.
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5 |
Winter's Tale
[IV, 4] |
Clown |
2093 |
Believe me, thou talkest of an admirable conceited
fellow. Has he any unbraided wares?
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6 |
Winter's Tale
[IV, 4] |
Camillo |
2593 |
How now, good fellow! why shakest thou so? Fear
not, man; here's no harm intended to thee.
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7 |
Winter's Tale
[IV, 4] |
Autolycus |
2595 |
I am a poor fellow, sir.
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8 |
Winter's Tale
[IV, 4] |
Autolycus |
2603 |
I am a poor fellow, sir.
[Aside]
I know ye well enough.
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9 |
Winter's Tale
[V, 1] |
Dion |
2849 |
If you would not so,
You pity not the state, nor the remembrance
Of his most sovereign name; consider little
What dangers, by his highness' fail of issue,
May drop upon his kingdom and devour
Incertain lookers on. What were more holy
Than to rejoice the former queen is well?
What holier than, for royalty's repair,
For present comfort and for future good,
To bless the bed of majesty again
With a sweet fellow to't?
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10 |
Winter's Tale
[V, 2] |
Clown |
3264 |
Give me thy hand: I will swear to the prince thou
art as honest a true fellow as any is in Bohemia.
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11 |
Winter's Tale
[V, 2] |
Clown |
3270 |
If it be ne'er so false, a true gentleman may swear
it in the behalf of his friend: and I'll swear to
the prince thou art a tall fellow of thy hands and
that thou wilt not be drunk; but I know thou art no
tall fellow of thy hands and that thou wilt be
drunk: but I'll swear it, and I would thou wouldst
be a tall fellow of thy hands.
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12 |
Winter's Tale
[V, 2] |
Clown |
3278 |
Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow: if I do not
wonder how thou darest venture to be drunk, not
being a tall fellow, trust me not. Hark! the kings
and the princes, our kindred, are going to see the
queen's picture. Come, follow us: we'll be thy
good masters.
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