Comparison of William Shakespeare Two Noble Kinsmen 3.4 to William Shakespeare

And drench’d me in the sea, where I am drown’d. [continues next]

[continues previous] And drench’d me in the sea, where I am drown’d.

Your helping hands, and we shall tack about

And something do to save us. You shall hear

Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest [continues next]

Aye, my dear husband! Sweet wife, good night, good night:

Shall all be done by th’ rule. Good night, dear lady.

Good night, sir.

And you. Good night, good night.

I hope all will be well. We must be patient, but I cannot choose but weep to think they would lay him i’ th’ cold ground. My brother shall know of it, and so I thank you for your good counsel. Come, my coach! Good night, ladies, good night. Sweet ladies, good night, good night.

Good night, my lord. Good night, good brother.

Good night, Lord Brutus. Farewell every one.

Good night, good night. God me such uses send,

[continues previous] Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,

Good day, sir. I am glad y’ are well.

Good night, my lord. Good night, sweet Lord Menelaus.

Yes, in good sadness, lady, that I would:

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

Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am lov’d of all ladies, only you excepted; and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart, for truly I love none.

Out of all parts o’ th’ house, I may see fellows

... paid too much, and sorry that you are paid too much; purse and brain both empty; the brain the heavier for being too light, the purse too light, being drawn of heaviness. O, of this contradiction you shall now be quit. O, the charity of a penny cord! It sums up thousands in a trice. You have no true debitor and creditor but it: of what’s past, is, and to come, the discharge. Your neck, sir, is pen, book, and counters; so the acquittance follows.

Stoop then and set your knee against my foot, [continues next]

[continues previous] And in reguerdon of that duty done,

Into hey nonny nonny.

Hey non nonny, nonny, hey nonny,

He is walk’d up to the top of the hill, I’ll go seek him.

O villain, villain! His very opinion in the letter. Abhorred villain! Unnatural, detested, brutish villain! Worse than brutish! Go, sirrah, seek him; I’ll apprehend him. Abominable villain! Where is he?

Into hey nonny nonny.

Hey non nonny, nonny, hey nonny,