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As You Like It
[I, 1] |
Oliver |
92 |
Can you tell if Rosalind, the Duke's daughter, be banished
with her father?
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2 |
As You Like It
[I, 2] |
Frederick |
276 |
You will take little delight in it, I can tell you,
there is such odds in the man. In pity of the challenger's youth
I would fain dissuade him, but he will not be entreated. Speak to
him, ladies; see if you can move him.
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3 |
As You Like It
[I, 2] |
Celia |
323 |
If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who should
down.
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4 |
As You Like It
[I, 2] |
Orlando |
362 |
Can I not say 'I thank you'? My better parts
Are all thrown down; and that which here stands up
Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
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5 |
As You Like It
[I, 2] |
Le Beau |
387 |
Neither his daughter, if we judge by manners;
But yet, indeed, the smaller is his daughter;
The other is daughter to the banish'd Duke,
And here detain'd by her usurping uncle,
To keep his daughter company; whose loves
Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters.
But I can tell you that of late this Duke
Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece,
Grounded upon no other argument
But that the people praise her for her virtues
And pity her for her good father's sake;
And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady
Will suddenly break forth. Sir, fare you well.
Hereafter, in a better world than this,
I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
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6 |
As You Like It
[II, 1] |
Amiens |
566 |
Happy is your Grace,
That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
Into so quiet and so sweet a style.
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7 |
As You Like It
[II, 2] |
Frederick |
622 |
Can it be possible that no man saw them?
It cannot be; some villains of my court
Are of consent and sufferance in this.
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8 |
As You Like It
[II, 3] |
Orlando |
675 |
What, wouldst thou have me go and beg my food,
Or with a base and boist'rous sword enforce
A thievish living on the common road?
This I must do, or know not what to do;
Yet this I will not do, do how I can.
I rather will subject me to the malice
Of a diverted blood and bloody brother.
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9 |
As You Like It
[II, 4] |
Rosalind |
788 |
I prithee, shepherd, if that love or gold
Can in this desert place buy entertainment,
Bring us where we may rest ourselves and feed.
Here's a young maid with travel much oppress'd,
And faints for succour.
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10 |
As You Like It
[II, 5] |
Jaques (lord) |
830 |
I thank it. More, I prithee, more. I can suck melancholy
out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs. More, I prithee, more.
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11 |
As You Like It
[II, 5] |
Jaques (lord) |
873 |
'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a circle. I'll
go sleep, if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail against all the
first-born of Egypt.
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12 |
As You Like It
[II, 6] |
Adam |
879 |
Dear master, I can go no further. O, I die for food! Here lie
I down, and measure out my grave. Farewell, kind master.
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13 |
As You Like It
[II, 7] |
Duke |
894 |
I think he be transform'd into a beast;
For I can nowhere find him like a man.
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14 |
As You Like It
[II, 7] |
Duke |
957 |
Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do.
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15 |
As You Like It
[II, 7] |
Jaques (lord) |
965 |
Why, who cries out on pride
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea,
Till that the wearer's very means do ebb?
What woman in the city do I name
When that I say the city-woman bears
The cost of princes on unworthy shoulders?
Who can come in and say that I mean her,
When such a one as she such is her neighbour?
Or what is he of basest function
That says his bravery is not on my cost,
Thinking that I mean him, but therein suits
His folly to the mettle of my speech?
There then! how then? what then? Let me see wherein
My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him right,
Then he hath wrong'd himself; if he be free,
Why then my taxing like a wild-goose flies,
Unclaim'd of any man. But who comes here?
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16 |
As You Like It
[II, 7] |
Adam |
1069 |
So had you need;
I scarce can speak to thank you for myself.
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17 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
Rosalind |
1283 |
I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder before you
came; for look here what I found on a palm-tree. I was never so
berhym'd since Pythagoras' time that I was an Irish rat, which I
can hardly remember.
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18 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
Jaques (lord) |
1357 |
God buy you; let's meet as little as we can.
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19 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
Rosalind |
1420 |
With a thief to the gallows; for though he go as softly
as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there.
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20 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
Orlando |
1438 |
Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid
to the charge of women?
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