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Love's Labour's Lost
[IV, 3] |
Longaville |
1381 |
This same shall go.
[Reads]
Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye,
'Gainst whom the world cannot hold argument,
Persuade my heart to this false perjury?
Vows for thee broke deserve not punishment.
A woman I forswore; but I will prove,
Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee:
My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love;
Thy grace being gain'd cures all disgrace in me.
Vows are but breath, and breath a vapour is:
Then thou, fair sun, which on my earth dost shine,
Exhalest this vapour-vow; in thee it is:
If broken then, it is no fault of mine:
If by me broke, what fool is not so wise
To lose an oath to win a paradise?
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2 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Rosaline |
2302 |
But that you take what doth to you belong,
It were a fault to snatch words from my tongue.
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3 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Costard |
2497 |
'Tis not so much worth; but I hope I was perfect: I
made a little fault in 'Great.'
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4 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2] |
Rosaline |
2801 |
Why, that's the way to choke a gibing spirit,
Whose influence is begot of that loose grace
Which shallow laughing hearers give to fools:
A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
Of him that makes it: then, if sickly ears,
Deaf'd with the clamours of their own dear groans,
Will hear your idle scorns, continue then,
And I will have you and that fault withal;
But if they will not, throw away that spirit,
And I shall find you empty of that fault,
Right joyful of your reformation.
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