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Ther's strange Newes come Sir. | There's strange news come, sir. | AC III.v.2 |
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Casar & Lepidus haue made warres vpon Pompey. | Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey. | AC III.v.4 |
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Casar hauing made vse of him in the warres 'gainst | Caesar, having made use of him in the wars 'gainst | AC III.v.6 |
Pompey: presently denied him riuality, would not let | Pompey, presently denied him rivality, would not let | AC III.v.7 |
him partake in the glory of the action, and not resting | him partake in the glory of the action; and, not resting | AC III.v.8 |
here, accuses him of Letters he had formerly wrote to | here, accuses him of letters he had formerly wrote to | AC III.v.9 |
Pompey. Vpon his owne appeale seizes him, so the poore | Pompey; upon his own appeal, seizes him; so the poor | AC III.v.10 |
third is vp, till death enlarge his Confine. | third is up, till death enlarge his confine. | AC III.v.11 |
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He's walking in the garden thus, and spurnes | He's walking in the garden – thus, and spurns | AC III.v.15 |
The rush that lies before him. Cries Foole Lepidus, | The rush that lies before him; cries ‘ Fool Lepidus!’ | AC III.v.16 |
And threats the throate of that his Officer, | And threats the throat of that his officer | AC III.v.17 |
That murdred Pompey. | That murdered Pompey. | AC III.v.18.1 |
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For Italy and Casar, more Domitius, | For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius: | AC III.v.19 |
My Lord desires you presently: my Newes | My lord desires you presently. My news | AC III.v.20 |
I might haue told heareafter. | I might have told hereafter. | AC III.v.21.1 |
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Come Sir, | Come, sir. | AC III.v.22.2 |
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Nay gentle Madam, to him, comfort him. | Nay, gentle madam, to him, comfort him. | AC III.xi.25 |
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See you heere, Sir? | See you here, sir? | AC III.xi.30 |
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Sir, sir. | Sir, sir! | AC III.xi.34 |
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The Queene my Lord, the Queene. | The Queen, my lord, the Queen. | AC III.xi.42 |
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Most Noble Sir arise, the Queene approaches, | Most noble sir, arise. The Queen approaches. | AC III.xi.46 |
Her head's declin'd, and death will cease her, but | Her head's declined, and death will seize her but | AC III.xi.47 |
Your comfort makes the rescue. | Your comfort makes the rescue. | AC III.xi.48 |
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Sir, the Queene. | Sir, the Queen. | AC III.xi.50.2 |
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Briefely Sir. | Briefly, sir. | AC IV.iv.10.2 |
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Sir, his Chests and Treasure | Sir, his chests and treasure | AC IV.v.10.2 |
he has not with him. | He has not with him. | AC IV.v.11.1 |
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They are beaten Sir, and our aduantage serues | They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves | AC IV.vii.12 |
For a faire victory. | For a fair victory. | AC IV.vii.13.1 |
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I Noble Lord. | Ay, noble lord. | AC IV.xiv.1.2 |
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I my Lord. | Ay, my lord. | AC IV.xiv.8.2 |
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It does my Lord. | It does, my lord. | AC IV.xiv.11.2 |
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What would my Lord? | What would my lord? | AC IV.xiv.55.1 |
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The Gods with-hold me, | The gods withhold me! | AC IV.xiv.69.2 |
Shall I do that which all the Parthian Darts, | Shall I do that which all the Parthian darts, | AC IV.xiv.70 |
(Though Enemy) lost ayme, and could not. | Though enemy, lost aim and could not? | AC IV.xiv.71.1 |
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I would not see't. | I would not see't. | AC IV.xiv.77.2 |
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Oh sir, pardon me. | O, sir, pardon me. | AC IV.xiv.80.2 |
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Turne from me then that Noble countenance, | Turn from me then that noble countenance | AC IV.xiv.85 |
Wherein the worship of the whole world lyes. | Wherein the worship of the whole world lies. | AC IV.xiv.86 |
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My sword is drawne. | My sword is drawn. | AC IV.xiv.88.1 |
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My deere Master, | My dear master, | AC IV.xiv.89.2 |
My Captaine, and my Emperor. Let me say | My captain, and my emperor, let me say, | AC IV.xiv.90 |
Before I strike this bloody stroke, Farwell. | Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell. | AC IV.xiv.91 |
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Farewell great Chiefe. Shall I strike now? | Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now? | AC IV.xiv.93.1 |
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Why there then: / Thus I do escape the sorrow | Why, there then! Thus I do escape the sorrow | AC IV.xiv.94 |
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of Anthonies death. Killes himselfe. | Of Antony's death. He kills himself | AC IV.xiv.95.1 |