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No hinge nor loop
To hang a doubt on.

      — Othello, Act III Scene 3

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KEYWORD: descried

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1

Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 7]

Messenger

2005

The news is true, my lord; he is descried;
Caesar has taken Toryne.

2

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Ferdinand

2311

We are descried; they'll mock us now downright.

3

Pericles
[I, 4]

Lord

477

We have descried, upon our neighbouring shore,
A portly sail of ships make hitherward.

4

Rape of Lucrece

Shakespeare

584

'Then, for thy husband and thy children's sake,
Tender my suit: bequeath not to their lot
The shame that from them no device can take,
The blemish that will never be forgot;
Worse than a slavish wipe or birth-hour's blot:
For marks descried in men's nativity
Are nature's faults, not their own infamy.'

5

Richard III
[V, 3]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

3463

Up with my tent there! here will I lie tonight;
But where to-morrow? Well, all's one for that.
Who hath descried the number of the foe?

6

Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1]

Lucentio

520

Sirrah, come hither; 'tis no time to jest,
And therefore frame your manners to the time.
Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life,
Puts my apparel and my count'nance on,
And I for my escape have put on his;
For in a quarrel since I came ashore
I kill'd a man, and fear I was descried.
Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes,
While I make way from hence to save my life.
You understand me?

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