Comparison of William Shakespeare Coriolanus 4.1 to William Shakespeare

And, I warrant, a virtuous — Where is your mother? [continues next]

‘Where is your mother?’” O God’s lady dear! [continues next]

[continues previous] And, I warrant, a virtuous — Where is your mother?

[continues previous] Where is my mother! Why, she is within,

[continues previous] ‘Where is your mother?’” O God’s lady dear!

Of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going.

Fie, brother, how the world is chang’d with you: [continues next]

When were you wont to use my sister thus? [continues next]

... one that had the pestilence; to sigh, like a schoolboy that had lost his A B C; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were wont, when you laugh’d, to crow like a cock; when you walk’d, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you look’d sadly, it was for want of money: and now you are metamorphis’d with a mistress, that when I look on you, I can hardly think ... [continues next]

When were you wont to be so full of songs, sirrah?

[continues previous] Fie, brother, how the world is chang’d with you:

[continues previous] When were you wont to use my sister thus?

[continues previous] ... one that had the pestilence; to sigh, like a schoolboy that had lost his A B C; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were wont, when you laugh’d, to crow like a cock; when you walk’d, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you look’d sadly, it was for want of money: and now you are metamorphis’d with a mistress, that when I look on you, I can ...

Of our town are in love with him, but I laugh at ’em

They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O!

You have won a happy victory to Rome;

O my poor Rosalind, whither wilt thou go? [continues next]

[continues previous] O my poor Rosalind, whither wilt thou go?

Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak, I’ll go no further.

There is some sap in this. A course more promising [continues next]

[continues previous] There is some sap in this. A course more promising

[continues previous] Than a wild dedication of yourselves

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; [continues next]

[continues previous] If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;

Died every day she liv’d. Fare thee well, [continues next]

[continues previous] Died every day she liv’d. Fare thee well,

[continues previous] These evils thou repeat’st upon thyself

I am bid forth to supper, Jessica. [continues next]

[continues previous] I am bid forth to supper, Jessica.

Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee going.

You shall hear from me still; the time shall not [continues next]

I thank you, you shall hear from me anon. [continues next]

[continues previous] You shall hear from me still; the time shall not

[continues previous] I thank you, you shall hear from me anon.

Shake patiently my great affliction off.

If I could bear it longer, and not fall

And I will chain these legs and arms of thine,

Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou hasten thy trial; which if — Lord have mercy on thee for a hen! So, my good window of lettice, fare thee well. Thy casement I need not open, for I look through thee. Give me thy hand.

O, let me entreat thee cease. Give me thy hand,

Give me thy hand; come on. [continues next]

[continues previous] Give me thy hand; come on.