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Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it?

      — Measure for Measure, Act II Scene 2

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KEYWORD: whilst

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Cymbeline
[I, 6]

Iachimo

695

Not he: but yet heaven's bounty towards him might
Be used more thankfully. In himself, 'tis much;
In you, which I account his beyond all talents,
Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound
To pity too.

2

Cymbeline
[III, 6]

Guiderius

2185

There is cold meat i' the cave; we'll browse on that,
Whilst what we have kill'd be cook'd.

3

Cymbeline
[IV, 2]

Arviragus

2606

With fairest flowers
Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele,
I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack
The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor
The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor
The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander,
Out-sweeten'd not thy breath: the ruddock would,
With charitable bill,—O bill, sore-shaming
Those rich-left heirs that let their fathers lie
Without a monument!—bring thee all this;
Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none,
To winter-ground thy corse.

4

Cymbeline
[IV, 2]

Arviragus

2648

If you'll go fetch him,
We'll say our song the whilst. Brother, begin.

5

Cymbeline
[V, 4]

Sicilius Leonatus

3177

No more, thou thunder-master, show
Thy spite on mortal flies:
With Mars fall out, with Juno chide,
That thy adulteries
Rates and revenges.
Hath my poor boy done aught but well,
Whose face I never saw?
I died whilst in the womb he stay'd
Attending nature's law:
Whose father then, as men report
Thou orphans' father art,
Thou shouldst have been, and shielded him
From this earth-vexing smart.

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