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Coriolanus
[V, 6] |
Coriolanus |
3944 |
Measureless liar, thou hast made my heart
Too great for what contains it. Boy! O slave!
Pardon me, lords, 'tis the first time that ever
I was forced to scold. Your judgments, my grave lords,
Must give this cur the lie: and his own notion—
Who wears my stripes impress'd upon him; that
Must bear my beating to his grave—shall join
To thrust the lie unto him.
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2 |
Henry VI, Part III
[V, 5] |
Richard III (Duke of Gloucester) |
2924 |
For God's sake, take away this captive scold.
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3 |
Henry VIII
[V, 1] |
Old Lady |
2991 |
An hundred marks! By this light, I'll ha' more.
An ordinary groom is for such payment.
I will have more, or scold it out of him.
Said I for this, the girl was like to him?
I will have more, or else unsay't; and now,
While it is hot, I'll put it to the issue.
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4 |
King John
[II, 1] |
Queen Elinor |
490 |
Thou unadvised scold, I can produce
A will that bars the title of thy son.
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5 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Page |
785 |
Have with you. I would rather hear them scold than fight.
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6 |
Much Ado about Nothing
[II, 1] |
Benedick |
620 |
O, she misused me past the endurance of a block!
an oak but with one green leaf on it would have
answered her; my very visor began to assume life and
scold with her. She told me, not thinking I had been
myself, that I was the prince's jester, that I was
duller than a great thaw; huddling jest upon jest
with such impossible conveyance upon me that I stood
like a man at a mark, with a whole army shooting at
me. She speaks poniards, and every word stabs:
if her breath were as terrible as her terminations,
there were no living near her; she would infect to
the north star. I would not marry her, though she
were endowed with all that Adam bad left him before
he transgressed: she would have made Hercules have
turned spit, yea, and have cleft his club to make
the fire too. Come, talk not of her: you shall find
her the infernal Ate in good apparel. I would to God
some scholar would conjure her; for certainly, while
she is here, a man may live as quiet in hell as in a
sanctuary; and people sin upon purpose, because they
would go thither; so, indeed, all disquiet, horror
and perturbation follows her.
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7 |
Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Tranio |
462 |
Saw you no more? Mark'd you not how her sister
Began to scold and raise up such a storm
That mortal ears might hardly endure the din?
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8 |
Taming of the Shrew
[I, 2] |
Petruchio |
736 |
I know she is an irksome brawling scold;
If that be all, masters, I hear no harm.
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