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Dictynna, goodman Dull.

      — Love's Labour's Lost, Act IV Scene 2

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KEYWORD: young

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1

Macbeth
[II, 3]

Lennox

832

My young remembrance cannot parallel
A fellow to it.

2

Macbeth
[III, 4]

Macbeth

1446

Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use:
We are yet but young in deed.

3

Macbeth
[IV, 2]

Lady Macduff

1746

Wisdom! to leave his wife, to leave his babes,
His mansion and his titles in a place
From whence himself does fly? He loves us not;
He wants the natural touch: for the poor wren,
The most diminutive of birds, will fight,
Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.
All is the fear and nothing is the love;
As little is the wisdom, where the flight
So runs against all reason.

4

Macbeth
[IV, 2]

First Murderer

1833

What, you egg!
[Stabbing him]
Young fry of treachery!

5

Macbeth
[IV, 3]

Malcolm

1851

What I believe I'll wail,
What know believe, and what I can redress,
As I shall find the time to friend, I will.
What you have spoke, it may be so perchance.
This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,
Was once thought honest: you have loved him well.
He hath not touch'd you yet. I am young;
but something
You may deserve of him through me, and wisdom
To offer up a weak poor innocent lamb
To appease an angry god.

6

Macbeth
[V, 4]

(stage directions)

2321

[Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD and YOUNG]
SIWARD, MACDUFF, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS,
LENNOX, ROSS, and Soldiers, marching]

7

Macbeth
[V, 7]

(stage directions)

2434

[Enter YOUNG SIWARD]

8

Macbeth
[V, 7]

(stage directions)

2445

[They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is slain]

9

Macbeth
[V, 8]

Macbeth

2506

I will not yield,
To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet,
And to be baited with the rabble's curse.
Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane,
And thou opposed, being of no woman born,
Yet I will try the last. Before my body
I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff,
And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'
[Exeunt, fighting. Alarums]
[Retreat. Flourish. Enter, with drum and colours,]
MALCOLM, SIWARD, ROSS, the other Thanes, and Soldiers]

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