All of Shakespeare’s plays.
I am her mother, sir, whose age and honour
Both suffer under this complaint we bring,
And both shall cease, without your remedy.
Lord, how we lose our pains!
You never had a servant to whose trust
Your business was more welcome.
I have yielded:
Instruct my daughter how she shall persever,
That time and place with this deceit so lawful
May prove coherent. Every night he comes
With musics of all sorts and songs composed
To her unworthiness: it nothing steads us
To chide him from our eaves; for he persists ...
Now I see
The bottom of your purpose.
I should believe you:
For you have show'd me that which well approves
You're great in fortune.
Though my estate be fallen, I was well born,
Nothing acquainted with these businesses;
And would not put my reputation now
In any staining act.
The troop is past. Come, pilgrim, I will bring you
Where you shall host: of enjoin'd penitents
There's four or five, to great Saint Jaques bound,
Already at my house.
Marry, hang you!
So, now they come:
Drum and Colours
Enter BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and the whole army
That is Antonio, the duke's eldest son;
He does indeed;
And brokes with all that can in such a suit
Corrupt the tender honour of a maid:
But she is arm'd for him and keeps her guard
In honestest defence.
I warrant, good creature, wheresoe'er she is,
Her heart weighs sadly: this young maid might do her
A shrewd turn, if she pleased.
Here you shall see a countryman of yours
That has done worthy service.
You came, I think, from France?
If you shall please so, pilgrim.
Ay, marry, is't.
A march afar
Hark you! they come this way.
If you will tarry, holy pilgrim,
But till the troops come by,
I will conduct you where you shall be lodged;
The rather, for I think I know your hostess
As ample as myself.
At the Saint Francis here beside the port.
I hope so.
Enter HELENA, disguised like a Pilgrim
Look, here comes a pilgrim: I know she will lie at
my house; thither they send one another: I'll
question her. God save you, pilgrim! whither are you bound?
I have told my neighbour how you have been solicited
by a gentleman his companion.
It is reported that he has taken their greatest
commander; and that with his own hand he slew the
We have lost our labour; they are gone a contrary
way: hark! you may know by their trumpets.
Nay, come; for if they do approach the city, we
shall lose all the sight.
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