December 2011
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Troilus and Cressida (II,i,110-120)
Ajax:
I shall cut out your tongue.
Thersites:
'Tis no matter, I shall speak as much as thou afterwards.
Patroclus:
No more words, Thersites, peace!
Thersites:
I will hold my peace when Achilles' brach bids me, shall I?
Achilles:
There's for you, Patroclus.
Thersites:
I will see you hang'd like clatpoles ere I come any more to
your tents. I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the
faction of fools. [Exit]
Patroclus:
A good riddance.
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“Merciful heaven,
Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt
Splits the...”
– Isabella
Measure for Measure (II,ii,114-123)
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“Could I find out
The woman’s part in me—for there’s no motion
That...”
– Posthumus
Cymbeline (II,v,19-30)
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“Let’s be sacrificers, but not butchers, Caius.
… And, gentle...”
– Brutus
Julius Caesar (II,i,166, 171-177)
Anonymous asked: I apologize if I sound ignorant, but what are those Roman numerals and numbers you put in parenthesis?
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The Merchant of Venice (IV,i,180-187)
Portia:
You stand within his danger, do you not?
Antonio:
Ay, so he says.
Portia:
Do you confess the bond?
Antonio:
I do.
Portia:
Then must the Jew be merciful.
Shylock:
On what compulsion must I? tell me that.
Portia:
The quality of mercy is not strain'd,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
