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First Line of CharacterCharacter
I can but say their protestation over.
Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am mistress of; and would you yet I were merrier?
Now, Master Shallow, you'll complain of me to the King?
Ay me, sad hours seem long.
Now say, Chatillon, what would France with us?
Uncles of Gloucester and of Winchester, the special watchmen of our English weal, I would prevail, if prayers might prevail to join your hearts in love and amity.
Go bear it to the Centaur, where we host, and say there, Dromio, till I come to thee.
I do affect a sorrow indeed, but I have it too.
So shaken as we are, so wan with care, find we a time for frightend peace to pant and breathe short-winded accents of new broils to be commenced in strands afar remote.
Thou are so fat-witted with drinking of old sack, and unbuttoning thee after supper, and sleeping upon benches after noon...
There's beggary in the love that can be reckoned.
Old John of Gaunt, time-honoured Lancaster, hast thou according to thy oath and bond brought hither Henry Hereford, they bold son, here to make good the boist'rous late appeal...
Hail, Rome, victorious in thy mourning weeds!
A little more than kin and less than kind.
Always obedient to your grace's will, I come to know your pleasure.
First Line of CharacterCharacter
What country, friends, is this?
Imprisoned is he, say you?
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
Stay your thanks a while, and pay them when you part.
Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this son of York; and all the clouds that loured upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
'Tis better as it is.
No more amazement. Tell your piteous heart there's no harm done.
Thanks. What's the matter, you dissentious rogues, that, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion, make yourselves scabs?
I have, Antiochus, and with a soul emboldened with the glory of her praise think death no hazard in this enterprise.
In sooth, I know not why I am so sad.
Princes, what grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks?
Attend my lords of France and Burgundy, Gloucester.
I am, my lord, as well derived as he, as well possessed.
Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus.
Verona, for a while I take my leave to see my friend in Padua.
Benedick, didst thou note the daughter of Signor Leonato?

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