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What's gone and what's past help
Should be past grief.

      — The Winter's Tale, Act III Scene 2

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1

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 3]

Parolles

1158

This is hard and undeserved measure, my lord.

2

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 3]

Parolles

1199

Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it. 'Tis hard:
A young man married is a man that's marr'd:
Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go:
The king has done you wrong: but, hush, 'tis so.

3

All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 5]

Diana

1679

Alas, poor lady!
'Tis a hard bondage to become the wife
Of a detesting lord.

4

Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2]

Octavius

3536

Take to you no hard thoughts:
The record of what injuries you did us,
Though written in our flesh, we shall remember
As things but done by chance.

5

As You Like It
[I, 2]

Rosalind

187

Indeed, there is Fortune too hard for Nature, when
Fortune makes Nature's natural the cutter-off of Nature's wit.

6

As You Like It
[I, 2]

Orlando

297

I beseech you, punish me not with your hard thoughts,
wherein I confess me much guilty to deny so fair and excellent
ladies any thing. But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go
with me to my trial; wherein if I be foil'd there is but one
sham'd that was never gracious; if kill'd, but one dead that is
willing to be so. I shall do my friends no wrong, for I have none
to lament me; the world no injury, for in it I have nothing; only
in the world I fill up a place, which may be better supplied when
I have made it empty.

7

As You Like It
[II, 4]

Rosalind

761

Alas, poor shepherd! searching of thy wound,
I have by hard adventure found mine own.

8

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Corin

1173

Besides, our hands are hard.

9

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Celia

1292

O Lord, Lord! it is a hard matter for friends to meet; but
mountains may be remov'd with earthquakes, and so encounter.

10

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Rosalind

1408

Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between the
contract of her marriage and the day it is solemniz'd; if the
interim be but a se'nnight, Time's pace is so hard that it seems
the length of seven year.

11

As You Like It
[III, 5]

Silvius

1651

Sweet Phebe, do not scorn me; do not, Phebe.
Say that you love me not; but say not so
In bitterness. The common executioner,
Whose heart th' accustom'd sight of death makes hard,
Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck
But first begs pardon. Will you sterner be
Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops?

12

As You Like It
[III, 5]

Rosalind

1725

I pray you do not fall in love with me,
For I am falser than vows made in wine;
Besides, I like you not. If you will know my house,
'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by.
Will you go, sister? Shepherd, ply her hard.
Come, sister. Shepherdess, look on him better,
And be not proud; though all the world could see,
None could be so abus'd in sight as he.
Come, to our flock. Exeunt ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN

13

Comedy of Errors
[II, 1]

Adriana

361

His company must do his minions grace,
Whilst I at home starve for a merry look.
Hath homely age the alluring beauty took
From my poor cheek? then he hath wasted it:
Are my discourses dull? barren my wit?
If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd,
Unkindness blunts it more than marble hard:
Do their gay vestments his affections bait?
That's not my fault: he's master of my state:
What ruins are in me that can be found,
By him not ruin'd? then is he the ground
Of my defeatures. My decayed fair
A sunny look of his would soon repair
But, too unruly deer, he breaks the pale
And feeds from home; poor I am but his stale.

14

Comedy of Errors
[III, 1]

Dromio of Ephesus

686

Master, knock the door hard.

15

Comedy of Errors
[III, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

880

I found it by the barrenness; hard in the palm of the hand.

16

Comedy of Errors
[IV, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

1107

No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell.
A devil in an everlasting garment hath him;
One whose hard heart is button'd up with steel;
A fiend, a fury, pitiless and rough;
A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff;
A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that
countermands
The passages of alleys, creeks and narrow lands;
A hound that runs counter and yet draws dryfoot well;
One that before the judgement carries poor souls to hell.

17

Coriolanus
[I, 6]

Coriolanus

695

Those are they
That most are willing. If any such be here—
As it were sin to doubt—that love this painting
Wherein you see me smear'd; if any fear
Lesser his person than an ill report;
If any think brave death outweighs bad life
And that his country's dearer than himself;
Let him alone, or so many so minded,
Wave thus, to express his disposition,
And follow CORIOLANUS.
[They all shout and wave their swords, take him up in]
their arms, and cast up their caps]
O, me alone! make you a sword of me?
If these shows be not outward, which of you
But is four Volsces? none of you but is
Able to bear against the great Aufidius
A shield as hard as his. A certain number,
Though thanks to all, must I select
from all: the rest
Shall bear the business in some other fight,
As cause will be obey'd. Please you to march;
And four shall quickly draw out my command,
Which men are best inclined.

18

Coriolanus
[IV, 5]

Second Servingman

2953

Come, we are fellows and friends: he was ever too
hard for him; I have heard him say so himself.

19

Coriolanus
[IV, 5]

First Servingman

2955

He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth
on't: before Corioli he scotched him and notched
him like a carbon ado.

20

Cymbeline
[I, 5]

Cornelius

518

Your highness
Shall from this practise but make hard your heart:
Besides, the seeing these effects will be
Both noisome and infectious.

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