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Enter LEOPOLD , Lucio , and FREDERICK . Lucio . If the duke , with the other
dukes , come not to composition with the king of Hungary , why , then all the
dukes fall upon the king . Fred . Heaven grant us its peace , but not the king of
Hungary's ...
Enter LEOPOLD , Lucio , and FREDERICK . Lucio . If the duke , with the other
dukes , come not to composition with the king of Hungary , why , then all the
dukes fall upon the king . Fred . Heaven grant us its peace , but not the king of
Hungary's ...
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Lucio . If I could speak so wisely under an arrest , I would send for certain of my
creditors : And yet , to say the truth , I had as lief have the foppery of freedom , as
the morality of imprisonment . What's thy offence , Claudio ? Claud . What , but to
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Lucio . If I could speak so wisely under an arrest , I would send for certain of my
creditors : And yet , to say the truth , I had as lief have the foppery of freedom , as
the morality of imprisonment . What's thy offence , Claudio ? Claud . What , but to
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When you have vow'd , you must not speak with men , But in the presence of the
prioress . Lucio . ( Ringing without . ) Peace be in this place ! Ho ! Fran . He calls
again ; I pray you , answer him . [ Exit FrancisCA . Isab . Who is ' t that calls ?
When you have vow'd , you must not speak with men , But in the presence of the
prioress . Lucio . ( Ringing without . ) Peace be in this place ! Ho ! Fran . He calls
again ; I pray you , answer him . [ Exit FrancisCA . Isab . Who is ' t that calls ?
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Enter Lucio . Pom . I spy comfort ; I cry bail : Here's a gentleman , and a friend of
mine . Lucio . How now , noble Pompey ? What , at the wheels of Cæsar ? Art
thou led in triumph ? Art going to prison , Pompey ? Pom . Yes , ' faith , sir . Lucio .
Enter Lucio . Pom . I spy comfort ; I cry bail : Here's a gentleman , and a friend of
mine . Lucio . How now , noble Pompey ? What , at the wheels of Cæsar ? Art
thou led in triumph ? Art going to prison , Pompey ? Pom . Yes , ' faith , sir . Lucio .
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Lucio . A little more lenity to wenching would do no harm in him : something too
crabbed that way , friar . Duke . It is too general a vice , and severity must cure it .
Lucio . Yes , in good sooth , the vice is of a great kindred ; it is well ally'd : but it is
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Lucio . A little more lenity to wenching would do no harm in him : something too
crabbed that way , friar . Duke . It is too general a vice , and severity must cure it .
Lucio . Yes , in good sooth , the vice is of a great kindred ; it is well ally'd : but it is
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Page 30 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : — If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep : a breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences, That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Page 30 - Thou hast nor youth, nor age; But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both : for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld; and when thou art old, and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this, That bears the name of life? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths : yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Page 32 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Page 19 - That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault ; if it confess A natural guiltiness such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life.
Page 15 - We must not make a scarecrow of the law, Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Page 11 - From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty : As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope by the immoderate use Turns to restraint. Our natures do pursue, Like rats that ravin down their proper bane, A thirsty evil ; and when we drink we die.
Page 65 - Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me : Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband.
Page 41 - He who the sword of heaven will bear, Should be as holy as severe ; Pattern in himself to know, Grace to stand, and virtue go ; More nor less to others paying, Than by self-offences weighing.
Page 19 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder: nothing but thunder.
Page 33 - Ne'er issued from his blood. Take my defiance ; Die ; perish ! might but my bending down Reprieve thee from thy fate, it should proceed...