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I say, without characters, fame lives long.
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Thus, like the formal vice, Iniquity,
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I moralize two meanings in one word.
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PRINCE EDWARD:
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That Julius Caesar was a famous man;
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With what his valour did enrich his wit,
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His wit set down to make his valour live
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Death makes no conquest of this conqueror;
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For now he lives in fame, though not in life.
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I'll tell you what, my cousin Buckingham,--
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BUCKINGHAM:
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What, my gracious lord?
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PRINCE EDWARD:
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An if I live until I be a man,
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I'll win our ancient right in France again,
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Or die a soldier, as I lived a king.
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GLOUCESTER:
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BUCKINGHAM:
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Now, in good time, here comes the Duke of York.
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PRINCE EDWARD:
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Richard of York! how fares our loving brother?
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YORK:
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Well, my dread lord; so must I call you now.
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PRINCE EDWARD:
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Ay, brother, to our grief, as it is yours:
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Too late he died that might have kept that title,
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Which by his death hath lost much majesty.
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GLOUCESTER:
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How fares our cousin, noble Lord of York?
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YORK:
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I thank you, gentle uncle. O, my lord,
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You said that idle weeds are fast in growth
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The prince my brother hath outgrown me far.
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GLOUCESTER:
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He hath, my lord.
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YORK:
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And therefore is he idle?
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GLOUCESTER:
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O, my fair cousin, I must not say so.
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YORK:
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Then is he more beholding to you than I.
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GLOUCESTER:
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He may command me as my sovereign;
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But you have power in me as in a kinsman.
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YORK:
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I pray you, uncle, give me this dagger.
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GLOUCESTER:
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My dagger, little cousin? with all my heart.
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PRINCE EDWARD:
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A beggar, brother?
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YORK:
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Of my kind uncle, that I know will give;
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And being but a toy, which is no grief to give.
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GLOUCESTER:
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A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin.
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YORK:
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A greater gift! O, that's the sword to it.
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GLOUCESTER:
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A gentle cousin, were it light enough.
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YORK:
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O, then, I see, you will part but with light gifts;
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In weightier things you'll say a beggar nay.
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GLOUCESTER:
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It is too heavy for your grace to wear.
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YORK:
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I weigh it lightly, were it heavier.
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GLOUCESTER:
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What, would you have my weapon, little lord?
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YORK:
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I would, that I might thank you as you call me.
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GLOUCESTER:
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How?
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