Speeches (Lines) for Rosaline
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Another of these students at that time
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Did not I dance with you in Brabant once? |
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How needless was it then to ask the question! |
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'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such questions. |
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Not till it leave the rider in the mire. |
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The hour that fools should ask. |
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Fair fall the face it covers! |
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Amen, so you be none. |
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Pray you, do my commendations; I would be glad to see it. |
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10 |
Is the fool sick? |
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Alack, let it blood. |
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My physic says 'ay.' |
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No point, with my knife. |
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And yours from long living! |
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Thou art an old love-monger and speakest skilfully. |
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Then was Venus like her mother, for her father is but grim. |
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Ay, our way to be gone. |
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Shall I teach you to know? |
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Why, she that bears the bow.
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Well, then, I am the shooter. |
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If we choose by the horns, yourself come not near.
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Shall I come upon thee with an old saying, that was
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Thou canst not hit it, hit it, hit it,
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Madame, came nothing else along with that? |
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That was the way to make his godhead wax,
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You'll ne'er be friends with him; a' kill'd your sister. |
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What's your dark meaning, mouse, of this light word? |
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28 |
We need more light to find your meaning out. |
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29 |
Look what you do, you do it still i' the dark. |
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30 |
Indeed I weigh not you, and therefore light. |
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31 |
Great reason; for 'past cure is still past care.' |
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32 |
I would you knew:
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33 |
Much in the letters; nothing in the praise. |
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34 |
'Ware pencils, ho! let me not die your debtor,
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They are worse fools to purchase mocking so.
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The blood of youth burns not with such excess
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Come on, then; wear the favours most in sight. |
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But shall we dance, if they desire to't? |
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What would these strangers? know their minds, Boyet:
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What would they, say they? |
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Why, that they have; and bid them so be gone. |
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It is not so. Ask them how many inches
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How many weary steps,
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My face is but a moon, and clouded too. |
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O vain petitioner! beg a greater matter;
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46 |
Play, music, then! Nay, you must do it soon.
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You took the moon at full, but now she's changed. |
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Our ears vouchsafe it. |
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Since you are strangers and come here by chance,
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Only to part friends:
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We can afford no more at such a price. |
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Your absence only. |
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Then cannot we be bought: and so, adieu;
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54 |
In private, then. |
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55 |
Not one word more, my maids; break off, break off. |
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56 |
Well-liking wits they have; gross, gross; fat, fat. |
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O, they were all in lamentable cases!
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Well, better wits have worn plain statute-caps.
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Good madam, if by me you'll be advised,
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Madam, speak true. It is not so, my lord:
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This proves you wise and rich, for in my eye,— |
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But that you take what doth to you belong,
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All the fool mine? |
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Which of the vizards was it that you wore? |
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There, then, that vizard; that superfluous case
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Help, hold his brows! he'll swoon! Why look you pale?
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Sans sans, I pray you. |
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It is not so; for how can this be true,
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Nor shall not, if I do as I intend. |
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Madam, he swore that he did hold me dear
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By heaven, you did; and to confirm it plain,
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We did not quote them so. |
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You must be purged too, your sins are rack'd,
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Oft have I heard of you, my Lord Biron,
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Why, that's the way to choke a gibing spirit,
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