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All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 1] |
Helena |
80 |
O, were that all! I think not on my father;
And these great tears grace his remembrance more
Than those I shed for him. What was he like?
I have forgot him: my imagination
Carries no favour in't but Bertram's.
I am undone: there is no living, none,
If Bertram be away. 'Twere all one
That I should love a bright particular star
And think to wed it, he is so above me:
In his bright radiance and collateral light
Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
The ambition in my love thus plagues itself:
The hind that would be mated by the lion
Must die for love. 'Twas pretty, though plague,
To see him every hour; to sit and draw
His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls,
In our heart's table; heart too capable
Of every line and trick of his sweet favour:
But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy
Must sanctify his reliques. Who comes here?
[Enter PAROLLES]
[Aside]
One that goes with him: I love him for his sake;
And yet I know him a notorious liar,
Think him a great way fool, solely a coward;
Yet these fixed evils sit so fit in him,
That they take place, when virtue's steely bones
Look bleak i' the cold wind: withal, full oft we see
Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.
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2 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 1] |
Lafeu |
693 |
Nay, I'll fit you,
And not be all day neither.
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3 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 2] |
Countess |
843 |
Will your answer serve fit to all questions?
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4 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 2] |
Clown |
844 |
As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an attorney,
as your French crown for your taffeta punk, as Tib's
rush for Tom's forefinger, as a pancake for Shrove
Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail to his
hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding queen
to a wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the
friar's mouth, nay, as the pudding to his skin.
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5 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 2] |
Clown |
853 |
From below your duke to beneath your constable, it
will fit any question.
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6 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 2] |
Countess |
855 |
It must be an answer of most monstrous size that
must fit all demands.
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7 |
All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 6] |
First Lord |
1741 |
It were fit you knew him; lest, reposing too far in
his virtue, which he hath not, he might at some
great and trusty business in a main danger fail you.
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