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All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 1] |
Bertram |
4 |
And I in going, madam, weep o'er my father's death
anew: but I must attend his majesty's command, to
whom I am now in ward, evermore in subjection.
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2 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 3] |
Clown |
408 |
That man should be at woman's command, and yet no
hurt done! Though honesty be no puritan, yet it
will do no hurt; it will wear the surplice of
humility over the black gown of a big heart. I am
going, forsooth: the business is for Helen to come hither.
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3 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 1] |
Gentleman |
2598 |
Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;
Whither I am going.
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4 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 3] |
Parolles |
2968 |
Yes, so please your majesty. I did go between them,
as I said; but more than that, he loved her: for
indeed he was mad for her, and talked of Satan and
of Limbo and of Furies and I know not what: yet I
was in that credit with them at that time that I
knew of their going to bed, and of other motions,
as promising her marriage, and things which would
derive me ill will to speak of; therefore I will not
speak what I know.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
271 |
No more light answers. Let our officers
Have notice what we purpose. I shall break
The cause of our expedience to the queen,
And get her leave to part. For not alone
The death of Fulvia, with more urgent touches,
Do strongly speak to us; but the letters too
Of many our contriving friends in Rome
Petition us at home: Sextus Pompeius
Hath given the dare to Caesar, and commands
The empire of the sea: our slippery people,
Whose love is never link'd to the deserver
Till his deserts are past, begin to throw
Pompey the Great and all his dignities
Upon his son; who, high in name and power,
Higher than both in blood and life, stands up
For the main soldier: whose quality, going on,
The sides o' the world may danger: much is breeding,
Which, like the courser's hair, hath yet but life,
And not a serpent's poison. Say, our pleasure,
To such whose place is under us, requires
Our quick remove from hence.
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3] |
Cleopatra |
336 |
Nay, pray you, seek no colour for your going,
But bid farewell, and go: when you sued staying,
Then was the time for words: no going then;
Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor,
But was a race of heaven: they are so still,
Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world,
Art turn'd the greatest liar.
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3] |
Antony |
347 |
Hear me, queen:
The strong necessity of time commands
Our services awhile; but my full heart
Remains in use with you. Our Italy
Shines o'er with civil swords: Sextus Pompeius
Makes his approaches to the port of Rome:
Equality of two domestic powers
Breed scrupulous faction: the hated, grown to strength,
Are newly grown to love: the condemn'd Pompey,
Rich in his father's honour, creeps apace,
Into the hearts of such as have not thrived
Upon the present state, whose numbers threaten;
And quietness, grown sick of rest, would purge
By any desperate change: my more particular,
And that which most with you should safe my going,
Is Fulvia's death.
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8 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 4] |
Antony |
1787 |
When it appears to you where this begins,
Turn your displeasure that way: for our faults
Can never be so equal, that your love
Can equally move with them. Provide your going;
Choose your own company, and command what cost
Your heart has mind to.
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9 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 10] |
(stage directions) |
2057 |
[CANIDIUS marcheth with his land army one way over]
the stage; and TAURUS, the lieutenant of OCTAVIUS
CAESAR, the other way. After their going in, is
heard the noise of a sea-fight]
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 13] |
Charmian |
2965 |
To the monument!
There lock yourself, and send him word you are dead.
The soul and body rive not more in parting
Than greatness going off.
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 15] |
Antony |
3227 |
The miserable change now at my end
Lament nor sorrow at; but please your thoughts
In feeding them with those my former fortunes
Wherein I lived, the greatest prince o' the world,
The noblest; and do now not basely die,
Not cowardly put off my helmet to
My countryman,—a Roman by a Roman
Valiantly vanquish'd. Now my spirit is going;
I can no more.
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12 |
As You Like It
[III, 1] |
Frederick |
1117 |
More villain thou. Well, push him out of doors;
And let my officers of such a nature
Make an extent upon his house and lands.
Do this expediently, and turn him going. Exeunt
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13 |
As You Like It
[IV, 1] |
Rosalind |
1937 |
Nay, you might keep that check for it, till you met your
wife's wit going to your neighbour's bed.
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14 |
Comedy of Errors
[IV, 3] |
Dromio of Syracuse |
1180 |
Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band, he that brings
any man to answer it that breaks his band; one that
thinks a man always going to bed, and says, 'God
give you good rest!'
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15 |
Coriolanus
[I, 7] |
(stage directions) |
722 |
[TITUS LARTIUS, having set a guard upon]
Corioli, going with drum and trumpet toward
COMINIUS and CAIUS CORIOLANUS, enters with
Lieutenant, other Soldiers, and a Scout]
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16 |
Coriolanus
[III, 2] |
Coriolanus |
2320 |
Pray, be content:
Mother, I am going to the market-place;
Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their loves,
Cog their hearts from them, and come home beloved
Of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going:
Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul;
Or never trust to what my tongue can do
I' the way of flattery further.
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17 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 6] |
Sicinius Velutus |
3006 |
We hear not of him, neither need we fear him;
His remedies are tame i' the present peace
And quietness of the people, which before
Were in wild hurry. Here do we make his friends
Blush that the world goes well, who rather had,
Though they themselves did suffer by't, behold
Dissentious numbers pestering streets than see
Our tradesmen with in their shops and going
About their functions friendly.
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18 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 6] |
Messenger |
3084 |
The nobles in great earnestness are going
All to the senate-house: some news is come
That turns their countenances.
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19 |
Cymbeline
[I, 6] |
Pisanio |
666 |
I was going, sir,
To give him welcome.
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20 |
Cymbeline
[III, 6] |
Imogen |
2215 |
Fidele, sir. I have a kinsman who
Is bound for Italy; he embark'd at Milford;
To whom being going, almost spent with hunger,
I am fall'n in this offence.
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