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Troilus and Cressida
[I, 3] |
Nestor |
638 |
And in the imitation of these twain—
Who, as Ulysses says, opinion crowns
With an imperial voice—many are infect.
Ajax is grown self-will'd, and bears his head
In such a rein, in full as proud a place
As broad Achilles; keeps his tent like him;
Makes factious feasts; rails on our state of war,
Bold as an oracle, and sets Thersites,
A slave whose gall coins slanders like a mint,
To match us in comparisons with dirt,
To weaken and discredit our exposure,
How rank soever rounded in with danger.
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Troilus and Cressida
[III, 2] |
Troilus |
1807 |
O that I thought it could be in a woman—
As, if it can, I will presume in you—
To feed for aye her ramp and flames of love;
To keep her constancy in plight and youth,
Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind
That doth renew swifter than blood decays!
Or that persuasion could but thus convince me,
That my integrity and truth to you
Might be affronted with the match and weight
Of such a winnow'd purity in love;
How were I then uplifted! but, alas!
I am as true as truth's simplicity
And simpler than the infancy of truth.
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3 |
Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 5] |
Cressida |
2638 |
I'll make my match to live,
The kiss you take is better than you give;
Therefore no kiss.
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4 |
Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 5] |
Ulysses |
2648 |
It were no match, your nail against his horn.
May I, sweet lady, beg a kiss of you?
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5 |
Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 5] |
Nestor |
2829 |
I would my arms could match thee in contention,
As they contend with thee in courtesy.
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6 |
Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 5] |
Hector |
2881 |
Wert thou an oracle to tell me so,
I'd not believe thee. Henceforth guard thee well;
For I'll not kill thee there, nor there, nor there;
But, by the forge that stithied Mars his helm,
I'll kill thee every where, yea, o'er and o'er.
You wisest Grecians, pardon me this brag;
His insolence draws folly from my lips;
But I'll endeavour deeds to match these words,
Or may I never—
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7 |
Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 5] |
Hector |
2902 |
Thy hand upon that match.
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8 |
Troilus and Cressida
[V, 4] |
Hector |
3439 |
What art thou, Greek? art thou for Hector's match?
Art thou of blood and honour?
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