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Pan . ' Faith , I'll not meddle in't . Let her be as she is , if she be fair , ' tis the better
for her ; an she be not , she has the mends in her own hands . Troi , Good
Pandarus ; how now , Pandarus ? Pan . I have had my labour for my travel , ill
thought ...
Pan . ' Faith , I'll not meddle in't . Let her be as she is , if she be fair , ' tis the better
for her ; an she be not , she has the mends in her own hands . Troi , Good
Pandarus ; how now , Pandarus ? Pan . I have had my labour for my travel , ill
thought ...
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Better at home , if would I might , were may But to the sport abroad -are you
bound thither ? Æne . In all swift haste . Troi . Come , go we then together , [
Exeunt . SCENE SCENE changes to a publick Street , near the Walls TROILUS
and ...
Better at home , if would I might , were may But to the sport abroad -are you
bound thither ? Æne . In all swift haste . Troi . Come , go we then together , [
Exeunt . SCENE SCENE changes to a publick Street , near the Walls TROILUS
and ...
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Troilus is the better man of the two . Cre . Oh , Jupiter ! there's no comparison .
Pan . What , not between Troilus and Hector ? do you know a man , if you see
him ? Cre . Ay , if I ever saw him before , and knew him . Pan . Well , I say , Troilus
is ...
Troilus is the better man of the two . Cre . Oh , Jupiter ! there's no comparison .
Pan . What , not between Troilus and Hector ? do you know a man , if you see
him ? Cre . Ay , if I ever saw him before , and knew him . Pan . Well , I say , Troilus
is ...
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no , Hector is not a better man than Troilus . Cre . Excuse me . Pan . He is elder .
Cre . Pardon me , pardon me . Pan . Th ' other's not come to't ; you shall tell me
another tale , when th ' other's come to't : Hector shall not have his wit this year .
no , Hector is not a better man than Troilus . Cre . Excuse me . Pan . He is elder .
Cre . Pardon me , pardon me . Pan . Th ' other's not come to't ; you shall tell me
another tale , when th ' other's come to't : Hector shall not have his wit this year .
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I think , his smiling becomes him better , than any man in all Phrygia . Cre . Oh ,
he smiles valiantly . Pan . Does he not ? Cre . O yes , an ' cwere a cloud in
autumn . Pan . Why , go to then — but to prove to you that Helen loves Troilus ,
Cre .
I think , his smiling becomes him better , than any man in all Phrygia . Cre . Oh ,
he smiles valiantly . Pan . Does he not ? Cre . O yes , an ' cwere a cloud in
autumn . Pan . Why , go to then — but to prove to you that Helen loves Troilus ,
Cre .
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Page 70 - Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Page 279 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her!
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Page 441 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Page 245 - The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels ; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
Page 152 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Page 272 - In form and moving how express and admirable ! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.