Comparison of William Shakespeare All's Well That Ends Well 2.5 to William Shakespeare

If your lordship find him not a hilding, hold me no more in your respect.

My good lord! God give your lordship good time of day. I am glad to see your lordship abroad. I heard say your lordship was sick, I hope your lordship goes abroad by advice. Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of an ague in you, some relish of the saltness of time in you, and I most humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverend care of your health.

Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship?

I hope it remains not unkindly with your lordship that I return’d you an empty messenger.

The posterior of the day, most generous sir, is liable, congruent, and measurable for the afternoon. The word is well cull’d, chose, sweet, and apt, I do assure you, sir, I do assure.

I do assure you, ’tis against my will.

The man I do assure you is not here,

To second all his plot. I do assure you

I could find in my heart to kiss you in your smock.

I could find in my heart to disgrace my man’s apparel and to cry like a woman; but I must comfort the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought to show itself courageous to petticoat; therefore courage, good Aliena.

Faith, stay here this night, they will surely do us no harm. You saw they speak us fair, give us gold: methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to stay here still, and turn witch.

Nay, it is petter yet. Give her this letter; for it is a oman that altogether’s acquaintance with Mistress Anne Page; and the letter is to desire and require her to solicit your master’s desires to Mistress Anne Page. I pray you be gone. I will make an end of my dinner; there’s pippins and cheese to come.

It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor Duke’s officers; but truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.

I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed monster. A most scurvy monster! I could find in my heart to beat him —

Take him away, he knows I know him well.

I must obey. This comes with seeking you;

A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet, Sir John. By the mass, I have drunk too much sack at supper. A good varlet. Now sit down, now sit down. Come, cousin.

God bless you, Captain Parolles.

God save you, noble captain.

Go, and we’ll have a posset for’t soon at night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire.

... seen, man’s hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballet of this dream. It shall be call’d “Bottom’s Dream,” because it hath no bottom; and I will sing it in the latter end of a play, before the Duke. Peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shall sing it at her death.

To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast

God save you, sir! [continues next]

[continues previous] You go to seek the Lord Hamlet, there he is.

You should have won them dearer than you have.

I know not how they sold themselves, but thou like a kind fellow gavest thyself away gratis, and I thank thee for thee.

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thousand times, and now how abhorr’d in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss’d I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning-quite chop-fall’n. Now get you to my lady’s chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to ...

... of thy shirts, as one for superfluity, and another for use! But that the tennis-court-keeper knows better than I, for it is a low ebb of linen with thee when thou keepest not racket there; as thou hast not done a great while, because the rest of the low countries have made a shift to eat up thy holland. And God knows whether those that bawl out the ruins of thy linen shall inherit his kingdom: but the midwives say the children are not in the fault, whereupon the world increases, and kinreds are mightily strengthen’d.

A bridegroom in my death, and run into’t

As to a lover’s bed. Come then; and, Eros,

Such sense that my sense breeds with it. — Fare you well.

Gentle my lord, turn back.

Come on, in this there can be no dismay,

Drink some wine ere you go; fare you well.

My lord, they stay for you to give your daughter to her husband.

Some haste, my lord! Well, fare you well, my lord.

Are you so hasty now? Well, all is one.

Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and paper. As I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to thee for’t.

O my Lord Aburga’ny, fare you well!

So fare you well, my little good Lord Cardinal.

You cannot take from me any thing that I will not more willingly part withal — except my life, except my life, except my life.

The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my liege,

Fare you well, my dove!

Give me your hand first. Fare you well, my lord.

Why, I think so. I am not such an ass but I can keep my hand dry. But what’s your jest? [continues next]

[continues previous] Why, I think so. I am not such an ass but I can keep my hand dry. But what’s your jest? [continues next]

Of all this table say so. Why, my lord? [continues next]

You do not know him, my lord, as we do. Certain it is that he will steal himself into a man’s favor, and for a week escape a great deal of discoveries, but when you find him out, you have him ever after.

[continues previous] Why, I think so. I am not such an ass but I can keep my hand dry. But what’s your jest?

[continues previous] Of all this table say so. Why, my lord?

[continues previous] Do not I know you for a favorer

Who! — nay then. Come, come, you’ll do him wrong ere you are ware. You’ll be so true to him, to be false to him. Do not you know of him, but yet go fetch him hither, go.

Well, we will talk more of this when the solemnity is past. But have you a full promise of her? When that shall be seen, I tender my consent. [continues next]

I have, sir. Here she comes. [continues next]

A fool usurps my bed. Madam, here comes my lord. [continues next]

[continues previous] I have, sir. Here she comes.

[continues previous] I have been worth the whistling. O Goneril,

The surge that next approaches. He much desires [continues next]

To have some speech with you. Lo he appears. [continues next]

Might you dispense with your leisure, I would by and by have some speech with you. The satisfaction I would require is likewise your own benefit.

And come, Egeus, you shall go with me;

I have some private schooling for you both.

[continues previous] To have some speech with you. Lo he appears.

... am a courtier. Seest thou not the air of the court in these enfoldings? Hath not my gait in it the measure of the court? Receives not thy nose court-odor from me? Reflect I not on thy baseness court-contempt? Think’st thou, for that I insinuate, that toze from thee thy business, I am therefore no courtier? I am courtier cap-a-pe, and one that will either push on or pluck back thy business there; whereupon I command thee to open thy affair.

All this I speak in print, for in print I found it. Why muse you, sir? ’Tis dinner-time. [continues next]

[continues previous] All this I speak in print, for in print I found it. Why muse you, sir? ’Tis dinner-time.

I dare assure you, sir, ’tis almost two,

And ’twill be supper-time ere you come there.

Nay, ’twill be this hour ere I have done weeping; all the kind of the Launces have this very fault. I have receiv’d my proportion, like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial’s court. I think Crab my dog be the sourest-natur’d dog that lives: my mother weeping, my father wailing, my ...

’Twill be two a’ clock ere they come from the coronation. Dispatch, dispatch.

Or rather then set forward, for ’twill be

Two long days’ journey, lords, or ere we meet.

Myself your loyal servant, your physician,

Your most obedient counsellor; yet that dares

Come, come, no more of this unprofitable chat.

(Unlike all others) chaffless. Pray your pardon.

All’s well, sir. Take my pow’r i’ th’ court for yours.

Have sure more lack of reason. What would you say? [continues next]

What’s your affairs, I pray you?

Sir, pardon, ’tis for Agamemnon’s ears.

[continues previous] I am the sister of one Claudio,

Yes, my lord; [continues next]

I would not trust at court and I could choose. [continues next]

Your own handwriting would tell you what I think.

Yes, faith, my lord. [continues next]

What, upon compulsion? ’Zounds, and I were at the strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on compulsion? If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I.

I am loath to tell you what I would you knew.

Did not I tell you? Would he were knock’d i’ th’ head!

[continues previous] Yes, my lord;

[continues previous] Yes, faith, my lord.

I prithee stay. You have not patience, come.

I pray you stay. By hell and all hell’s torments,