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The weariest and most loathed worldly life
That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
Can lay on nature, is a paradise
To what we fear of death.

      — Measure for Measure, Act III Scene 1

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KEYWORD: sing

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1

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 2]

Lucetta

235

That I might sing it, madam, to a tune.
Give me a note: your ladyship can set.

2

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 2]

Julia

237

As little by such toys as may be possible.
Best sing it to the tune of 'Light o' love.'

3

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 2]

Lucetta

241

Ay, and melodious were it, would you sing it.

4

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 2]

Lucetta

245

Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out:
And yet methinks I do not like this tune.

5

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 2]

Host

1670

Ay: but, peace! let's hear 'em.
SONG.
Who is Silvia? what is she,
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair and wise is she;
The heaven such grace did lend her,
That she might admired be.
Is she kind as she is fair?
For beauty lives with kindness.
Love doth to her eyes repair,
To help him of his blindness,
And, being help'd, inhabits there.
Then to Silvia let us sing,
That Silvia is excelling;
She excels each mortal thing
Upon the dull earth dwelling:
To her let us garlands bring.

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