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I might perceiue his eye in her eye lost, | I might perceive his eye in her eye lost, | E3 II.i.1 |
His eare to drinke her sweet tongues vtterance, | His ear to drink her sweet tongue's utterance, | E3 II.i.2 |
And changing passion like inconstant clouds: | And changing passions, like inconstant clouds | E3 II.i.3 |
That racke vpon the carriage of the windes, | That rack upon the carriage of the winds, | E3 II.i.4 |
Increase and die in his disturbed cheekes: | Increase and die in his disturbed cheeks. | E3 II.i.5 |
Loe when shee blusht, euen then did he looke pale, | Lo, when she blushed, even then did he look pale, | E3 II.i.6 |
As if her cheekes by some inchaunted power, | As if her cheeks by some enchanted power | E3 II.i.7 |
Attracted had the cherie blood from his, | Attracted had the cherry blood from his. | E3 II.i.8 |
Anone with reuerent feare, when she grewpale, | Anon, with reverent fear when she grew pale, | E3 II.i.9 |
His cheeke put on their scarlet ornaments, | His cheeks put on their scarlet ornaments, | E3 II.i.10 |
But no more like her oryent all red, | But no more like her oriental red | E3 II.i.11 |
Then Bricke to Corrall, or liue things to dead, | Than brick to coral, or live things to dead. | E3 II.i.12 |
Why did he then thus counterfeit her lookes, | Why did he then thus counterfeit her looks? | E3 II.i.13 |
If she did blush twas tender modest shame, | If she did blush, 'twas tender modest shame, | E3 II.i.14 |
Beingin the sacred present of a King. | Being in the sacred presence of a king. | E3 II.i.15 |
If he did blush, twas red immodest shame, | If he did blush, 'twas red immodest shame, | E3 II.i.16 |
To waile his eyes amisse being a king; | To vail his eyes amiss, being a king. | E3 II.i.17 |
If she lookt pale, twas silly womans feare, | If she looked pale, 'twas silly woman's fear, | E3 II.i.18 |
To beare her selfe in presence of a king: | To bear herself in presence of a king. | E3 II.i.19 |
Ifhe lookt pale, it was with guiltie feare, | If he looked pale, it was with guilty fear, | E3 II.i.20 |
To dote a misse being a mighty king, | To dote amiss, being a mighty king. | E3 II.i.21 |
Then Scottish warres farewell, I feare twill prooue | Then, Scottish wars, farewell! I fear 'twill prove | E3 II.i.22 |
A lingring English seege of peeuish loue, | A ling'ring English siege of peevish love. | E3 II.i.23 |
Here comes his highnes walking all alone. | Here comes his highness, walking all alone. | E3 II.i.24 |
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I will my liege. | I will, my liege. | E3 II.i.49 |
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I will my soueraigne. | I will, my sovereign. | E3 II.i.52 |
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Ready my liege. | Ready, my liege. | E3 II.i.60 |
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To whome my Lord shal I direct my stile. | To whom, my lord, shall I direct my style? | E3 II.i.80 |
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Writ I to a woman? | Write I to a woman? | E3 II.i.95.2 |
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Of what condicion or estate she is, | Of what condition or estate she is | E3 II.i.99 |
Twere requisit that I should know my Lord, | 'Twere requisite that I should know, my lord. | E3 II.i.100 |
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I haue not to a period brought her praise. | I have not to a period brought her praise. | E3 II.i.130 |
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More faire and chast then is the queen of shades: | ‘ More fair and chaste than is the queen of shades ’ | E3 II.i.142 |
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What is the other faulte, my soueraigne Lord, | What is the other fault, my sovereign lord? | E3 II.i.150 |
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More faire and chast, | ‘ More fair and chaste ’ – | E3 II.i.151.2 |
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More faire and chast then is the louer of shades, | ‘ More fair and chaste than is the queen of shades, | E3 II.i.168 |
More bould in constancie. | More bold in constancy ’ – | E3 II.i.169 |
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Then Iudith was, | ‘ than Judith was.’ | E3 II.i.170.2 |
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Theres all that yet is donne. | There's all that yet is done. | E3 II.i.174 |
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I go. | I go. | E3 II.i.194 |
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That yet my liege ere night, | That yet, my liege, ere night | E3 II.ii.44.2 |
She will resolue your maiestie. | She will resolve your majesty. | E3 II.ii.45 |
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My liege the drum that stroke the lusty march, | My liege, the drum that stroke the lusty march | E3 II.ii.73 |
Stands with Prince Edward your thrice valiant sonne. | Stands with Prince Edward, your thrice valiant son. | E3 II.ii.74 |
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My liege, the Countesse with a smiling cheere. | My liege, the Countess with a smiling cheer | E3 II.ii.101 |
Desires accesse vnto your Maiestie. | Desires access unto your majesty. | E3 II.ii.102 |