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A deal of skimble-skamble stuff.

      — King Henry IV. Part I, Act III Scene 1

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KEYWORD: care

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Richard II
[II, 3]

Edmund of Langley

1325

It may be I will go with you: but yet I'll pause;
For I am loath to break our country's laws.
Nor friends nor foes, to me welcome you are:
Things past redress are now with me past care.

2

Richard II
[III, 1]

Henry IV

1394

My Lord Northumberland, see them dispatch'd.
[Exeunt NORTHUMBERLAND and others, with the]
prisoners]
Uncle, you say the queen is at your house;
For God's sake, fairly let her be entreated:
Tell her I send to her my kind commends;
Take special care my greetings be deliver'd.

3

Richard II
[III, 2]

King Richard II

1503

Mine ear is open and my heart prepared;
The worst is worldly loss thou canst unfold.
Say, is my kingdom lost? why, 'twas my care
And what loss is it to be rid of care?
Strives Bolingbroke to be as great as we?
Greater he shall not be; if he serve God,
We'll serve Him too and be his fellow so:
Revolt our subjects? that we cannot mend;
They break their faith to God as well as us:
Cry woe, destruction, ruin and decay:
The worst is death, and death will have his day.

4

Richard II
[III, 4]

Queen

1861

What sport shall we devise here in this garden,
To drive away the heavy thought of care?

5

Richard II
[IV, 1]

King Richard II

2183

Your cares set up do not pluck my cares down.
My care is loss of care, by old care done;
Your care is gain of care, by new care won:
The cares I give I have, though given away;
They tend the crown, yet still with me they stay.

6

Richard II
[V, 2]

Duke of Aumerle

2491

Madam, I know not, nor I greatly care not:
God knows I had as lief be none as one.

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