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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
First Servant |
1386 |
To be called into a huge sphere, and not to be seen
to move in't, are the holes where eyes should be,
which pitifully disaster the cheeks.
[A sennet sounded. Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, MARK]
ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POMPEY, AGRIPPA, MECAENAS,
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, MENAS, with other captains]
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2 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 13] |
Antony |
2467 |
I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breathed,
And fight maliciously: for when mine hours
Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives
Of me for jests; but now I'll set my teeth,
And send to darkness all that stop me. Come,
Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me
All my sad captains; fill our bowls once more;
Let's mock the midnight bell.
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 13] |
Cleopatra |
2479 |
Call all his noble captains to my lord.
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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 4] |
(stage directions) |
2653 |
[Enter Captains and Soldiers]
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 4] |
(stage directions) |
2667 |
[Exeunt MARK ANTONY, EROS, Captains, and Soldiers]
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6 |
Coriolanus
[I, 4] |
(stage directions) |
478 |
[Enter, with drum and colours, CORIOLANUS, TITUS LARTIUS, Captains and Soldiers. To them a Messenger]
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7 |
Coriolanus
[II, 1] |
Volumnia |
1076 |
These are the ushers of CORIOLANUS: before him he
carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears:
Death, that dark spirit, in 's nervy arm doth lie;
Which, being advanced, declines, and then men die.
[A sennet. Trumpets sound. Enter COMINIUS the]
general, and TITUS LARTIUS; between them, CORIOLANUS,
crowned with an oaken garland; with Captains and
Soldiers, and a Herald]
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8 |
Cymbeline
[IV, 2] |
Caius Lucius |
2752 |
This forwardness
Makes our hopes fair. Command our present numbers
Be muster'd; bid the captains look to't. Now, sir,
What have you dream'd of late of this war's purpose?
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Cymbeline
[V, 3] |
(stage directions) |
3115 |
[Enter two British Captains and Soldiers]
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Cymbeline
[V, 3] |
Second British Captain |
3125 |
Lay hands on him; a dog!
A leg of Rome shall not return to tell
What crows have peck'd them here. He brags
his service
As if he were of note: bring him to the king.
[Enter CYMBELINE, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, ARVIRAGUS,]
PISANIO, Soldiers, Attendants, and Roman Captives.
The Captains present POSTHUMUS LEONATUS to
CYMBELINE, who delivers him over to a Gaoler:
then exeunt omnes]
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Hamlet
[V, 2] |
Fortinbras |
4064 |
Let four captains
Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage;
For he was likely, had he been put on,
To have prov'd most royally; and for his passage
The soldiers' music and the rites of war
Speak loudly for him.
Take up the bodies. Such a sight as this
Becomes the field but here shows much amiss.
Go, bid the soldiers shoot.
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12 |
Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4] |
Doll Tearsheet |
1398 |
Captain! Thou abominable damn'd cheater, art thou not
to be called captain? An captains were of my mind, they would
truncheon you out, for taking their names upon you before you
have earn'd them. You a captain! you slave, for what? For
a poor whore's ruff in a bawdy-house? He a captain! hang him,
rogue! He lives upon mouldy stew'd prunes and dried cakes. A
captain! God's light, these villains will make the word as
as the word 'occupy'; which was an excellent good word before
was ill sorted. Therefore captains had need look to't.
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13 |
Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4] |
Peto |
1665 |
The King your father is at Westminster;
And there are twenty weak and wearied posts
Come from the north; and as I came along
I met and overtook a dozen captains,
Bare-headed, sweating, knocking at the taverns,
And asking every one for Sir John Falstaff.
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14 |
Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4] |
Bardolph |
1683 |
You must away to court, sir, presently;
A dozen captains stay at door for you.
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Henry V
[III, 2] |
Jamy |
1231 |
It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captains bath:
and I sall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick
occasion; that sall I, marry.
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Henry VI, Part I
[III, 2] |
Joan la Pucelle |
1525 |
Away, captains! let's get us from the walls;
For Talbot means no goodness by his looks.
God be wi' you, my lord! we came but to tell you
That we are here.
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Henry VI, Part I
[IV, 2] |
Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury |
1966 |
Go to the gates of Bourdeaux, trumpeter:
Summon their general unto the wall.
[Trumpet sounds. Enter General and others, aloft]
English John Talbot, captains, calls you forth,
Servant in arms to Harry King of England;
And thus he would: Open your city gates;
Be humble to us; call my sovereign yours,
And do him homage as obedient subjects;
And I'll withdraw me and my bloody power:
But, if you frown upon this proffer'd peace,
You tempt the fury of my three attendants,
Lean famine, quartering steel, and climbing fire;
Who in a moment even with the earth
Shall lay your stately and air-braving towers,
If you forsake the offer of their love.
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Henry VI, Part I
[V, 3] |
Earl of Suffolk |
2590 |
Then call our captains and our colours forth.
And, madam, at your father's castle walls
We'll crave a parley, to confer with him.
[A parley sounded. Enter REIGNIER on the walls]
See, Reignier, see, thy daughter prisoner!
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Henry VI, Part I
[V, 4] |
Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester) |
2775 |
Is all our travail turn'd to this effect?
After the slaughter of so many peers,
So many captains, gentlemen and soldiers,
That in this quarrel have been overthrown
And sold their bodies for their country's benefit,
Shall we at last conclude effeminate peace?
Have we not lost most part of all the towns,
By treason, falsehood and by treachery,
Our great progenitors had conquered?
O Warwick, Warwick! I foresee with grief
The utter loss of all the realm of France.
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Macbeth
[I, 2] |
Duncan |
53 |
Dismay'd not this
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?
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