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I do remember an apothecary,รน
And hereabouts he dwells.

      — Romeo and Juliet, Act V Scene 1

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KEYWORD: seal

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1

Merchant of Venice
[I, 3]

Shylock

471

This kindness will I show.
Go with me to a notary, seal me there
Your single bond; and, in a merry sport,
If you repay me not on such a day,
In such a place, such sum or sums as are
Express'd in the condition, let the forfeit
Be nominated for an equal pound
Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken
In what part of your body pleaseth me.

2

Merchant of Venice
[I, 3]

Antonio

480

Content, i' faith: I'll seal to such a bond
And say there is much kindness in the Jew.

3

Merchant of Venice
[I, 3]

Bassanio

482

You shall not seal to such a bond for me:
I'll rather dwell in my necessity.

4

Merchant of Venice
[I, 3]

Antonio

499

Yes Shylock, I will seal unto this bond.

5

Merchant of Venice
[II, 6]

Salarino

914

O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly
To seal love's bonds new-made, than they are wont
To keep obliged faith unforfeited!

6

Merchant of Venice
[IV, 1]

Shylock

2074

Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond,
Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud:
Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall
To cureless ruin. I stand here for law.

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