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All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 1] |
Helena |
166 |
Not my virginity yet [—]
There shall your master have a thousand loves,
A mother and a mistress and a friend,
A phoenix, captain and an enemy,
A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign,
A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear;
His humble ambition, proud humility,
His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet,
His faith, his sweet disaster; with a world
Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms,
That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he—
I know not what he shall. God send him well!
The court's a learning place, and he is one—
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2 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 1] |
First Lord |
634 |
Farewell, captain.
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3 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 1] |
Parolles |
636 |
Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin. Good
sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals: you shall
find in the regiment of the Spinii one Captain
Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here
on his sinister cheek; it was this very sword
entrenched it: say to him, I live; and observe his
reports for me.
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4 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 1] |
First Lord |
643 |
We shall, noble captain.
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5 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 5] |
Lafeu |
1291 |
A good traveller is something at the latter end of a
dinner; but one that lies three thirds and uses a
known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should
be once heard and thrice beaten. God save you, captain.
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6 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 1] |
First Soldier |
1910 |
Good captain, let me be the interpreter.
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7 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 1] |
Second Soldier |
1997 |
Captain, I will.
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8 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2260 |
Well, that's set down.
[Reads]
'You shall demand of him, whether one Captain Dumain
be i' the camp, a Frenchman; what his reputation is
with the duke; what his valour, honesty, and
expertness in wars; or whether he thinks it were not
possible, with well-weighing sums of gold, to
corrupt him to revolt.' What say you to this? what
do you know of it?
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9 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2271 |
Do you know this Captain Dumain?
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10 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2278 |
Well, is this captain in the duke of Florence's camp?
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11 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2328 |
We'll see what may be done, so you confess freely;
therefore, once more to this Captain Dumain: you
have answered to his reputation with the duke and to
his valour: what is his honesty?
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12 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2364 |
What's his brother, the other Captain Dumain?
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13 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Parolles |
2375 |
Ay, and the captain of his horse, Count Rousillon.
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14 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Bertram |
2392 |
Good morrow, noble captain.
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15 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Second Lord |
2393 |
God bless you, Captain Parolles.
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16 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Lord |
2394 |
God save you, noble captain.
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17 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Second Lord |
2395 |
Captain, what greeting will you to my Lord Lafeu?
I am for France.
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18 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Lord |
2397 |
Good captain, will you give me a copy of the sonnet
you writ to Diana in behalf of the Count Rousillon?
an I were not a very coward, I'ld compel it of you:
but fare you well.
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19 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2402 |
You are undone, captain, all but your scarf; that
has a knot on't yet
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20 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3] |
Parolles |
2410 |
Yet am I thankful: if my heart were great,
'Twould burst at this. Captain I'll be no more;
But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft
As captain shall: simply the thing I am
Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart,
Let him fear this, for it will come to pass
that every braggart shall be found an ass.
Rust, sword? cool, blushes! and, Parolles, live
Safest in shame! being fool'd, by foolery thrive!
There's place and means for every man alive.
I'll after them.
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