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109,401 | A Winters Tale | 42 | null | LEONTES | SCENE III. Bohemia. A desert country near the sea. |
109,402 | A Winters Tale | 42 | null | LEONTES | Enter ANTIGONUS with a Child, and a Mariner |
109,403 | A Winters Tale | 1 | 3.3.1 | ANTIGONUS | Thou art perfect then, our ship hath touch'd upon |
109,404 | A Winters Tale | 1 | 3.3.2 | ANTIGONUS | The deserts of Bohemia? |
109,405 | A Winters Tale | 2 | 3.3.3 | Mariner | Ay, my lord: and fear |
109,406 | A Winters Tale | 2 | 3.3.4 | Mariner | We have landed in ill time: the skies look grimly |
109,407 | A Winters Tale | 2 | 3.3.5 | Mariner | And threaten present blusters. In my conscience, |
109,408 | A Winters Tale | 2 | 3.3.6 | Mariner | The heavens with that we have in hand are angry |
109,409 | A Winters Tale | 2 | 3.3.7 | Mariner | And frown upon 's. |
109,410 | A Winters Tale | 3 | 3.3.8 | ANTIGONUS | Their sacred wills be done! Go, get aboard, |
109,411 | A Winters Tale | 3 | 3.3.9 | ANTIGONUS | Look to thy bark: I'll not be long before |
109,412 | A Winters Tale | 3 | 3.3.10 | ANTIGONUS | I call upon thee. |
109,413 | A Winters Tale | 4 | 3.3.11 | Mariner | Make your best haste, and go not |
109,414 | A Winters Tale | 4 | 3.3.12 | Mariner | Too far i' the land: 'tis like to be loud weather, |
109,415 | A Winters Tale | 4 | 3.3.13 | Mariner | Besides, this place is famous for the creatures |
109,416 | A Winters Tale | 4 | 3.3.14 | Mariner | Of prey that keep upon't. |
109,417 | A Winters Tale | 5 | 3.3.15 | ANTIGONUS | Go thou away: |
109,418 | A Winters Tale | 5 | 3.3.16 | ANTIGONUS | I'll follow instantly. |
109,419 | A Winters Tale | 6 | 3.3.17 | Mariner | I am glad at heart |
109,420 | A Winters Tale | 6 | 3.3.18 | Mariner | To be so rid o' the business. |
109,421 | A Winters Tale | 6 | null | Mariner | Exit |
109,422 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.19 | ANTIGONUS | Come, poor babe: |
109,423 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.20 | ANTIGONUS | I have heard, but not believed, |
109,424 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.21 | ANTIGONUS | the spirits o' the dead |
109,425 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.22 | ANTIGONUS | May walk again: if such thing be, thy mother |
109,426 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.23 | ANTIGONUS | Appear'd to me last night, for ne'er was dream |
109,427 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.24 | ANTIGONUS | So like a waking. To me comes a creature, |
109,428 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.25 | ANTIGONUS | Sometimes her head on one side, some another, |
109,429 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.26 | ANTIGONUS | I never saw a vessel of like sorrow, |
109,430 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.27 | ANTIGONUS | So fill'd and so becoming: in pure white robes, |
109,431 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.28 | ANTIGONUS | Like very sanctity, she did approach |
109,432 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.29 | ANTIGONUS | My cabin where I lay, thrice bow'd before me, |
109,433 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.30 | ANTIGONUS | And gasping to begin some speech, her eyes |
109,434 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.31 | ANTIGONUS | Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon |
109,435 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.32 | ANTIGONUS | Did this break-from her: 'Good Antigonus, |
109,436 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.33 | ANTIGONUS | Since fate, against thy better disposition, |
109,437 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.34 | ANTIGONUS | Hath made thy person for the thrower-out |
109,438 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.35 | ANTIGONUS | Of my poor babe, according to thine oath, |
109,439 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.36 | ANTIGONUS | Places remote enough are in Bohemia, |
109,440 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.37 | ANTIGONUS | There weep and leave it crying, and, for the babe |
109,441 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.38 | ANTIGONUS | Is counted lost for ever, Perdita, |
109,442 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.39 | ANTIGONUS | I prithee, call't. For this ungentle business |
109,443 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.40 | ANTIGONUS | Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see |
109,444 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.41 | ANTIGONUS | Thy wife Paulina more.' And so, with shrieks |
109,445 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.42 | ANTIGONUS | She melted into air. Affrighted much, |
109,446 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.43 | ANTIGONUS | I did in time collect myself and thought |
109,447 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.44 | ANTIGONUS | This was so and no slumber. Dreams are toys: |
109,448 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.45 | ANTIGONUS | Yet for this once, yea, superstitiously, |
109,449 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.46 | ANTIGONUS | I will be squared by this. I do believe |
109,450 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.47 | ANTIGONUS | Hermione hath suffer'd death, and that |
109,451 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.48 | ANTIGONUS | Apollo would, this being indeed the issue |
109,452 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.49 | ANTIGONUS | Of King Polixenes, it should here be laid, |
109,453 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.50 | ANTIGONUS | Either for life or death, upon the earth |
109,454 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.51 | ANTIGONUS | Of its right father. Blossom, speed thee well! |
109,455 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.52 | ANTIGONUS | There lie, and there thy character: there these, |
109,456 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.53 | ANTIGONUS | Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, pretty, |
109,457 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.54 | ANTIGONUS | And still rest thine. The storm begins, poor wretch, |
109,458 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.55 | ANTIGONUS | That for thy mother's fault art thus exposed |
109,459 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.56 | ANTIGONUS | To loss and what may follow! Weep I cannot, |
109,460 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.57 | ANTIGONUS | But my heart bleeds, and most accursed am I |
109,461 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.58 | ANTIGONUS | To be by oath enjoin'd to this. Farewell! |
109,462 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.59 | ANTIGONUS | The day frowns more and more: thou'rt like to have |
109,463 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.60 | ANTIGONUS | A lullaby too rough: I never saw |
109,464 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.61 | ANTIGONUS | The heavens so dim by day. A savage clamour! |
109,465 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.62 | ANTIGONUS | Well may I get aboard! This is the chase: |
109,466 | A Winters Tale | 7 | 3.3.63 | ANTIGONUS | I am gone for ever. |
109,467 | A Winters Tale | 7 | null | ANTIGONUS | Exit, pursued by a bear |
109,468 | A Winters Tale | 7 | null | ANTIGONUS | Enter a Shepherd |
109,469 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.64 | Shepherd | I would there were no age between sixteen and |
109,470 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.65 | Shepherd | three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the |
109,471 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.66 | Shepherd | rest, for there is nothing in the between but |
109,472 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.67 | Shepherd | getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, |
109,473 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.68 | Shepherd | stealing, fighting--Hark you now! Would any but |
109,474 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.69 | Shepherd | these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twenty |
109,475 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.70 | Shepherd | hunt this weather? They have scared away two of my |
109,476 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.71 | Shepherd | best sheep, which I fear the wolf will sooner find |
109,477 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.72 | Shepherd | than the master: if any where I have them, 'tis by |
109,478 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.73 | Shepherd | the seaside, browsing of ivy. Good luck, an't be thy |
109,479 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.74 | Shepherd | will what have we here! Mercy on 's, a barne a very |
109,480 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.75 | Shepherd | pretty barne! A boy or a child, I wonder? A |
109,481 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.76 | Shepherd | pretty one, a very pretty one: sure, some 'scape: |
109,482 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.77 | Shepherd | though I am not bookish, yet I can read |
109,483 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.78 | Shepherd | waiting-gentlewoman in the 'scape. This has been |
109,484 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.79 | Shepherd | some stair-work, some trunk-work, some |
109,485 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.80 | Shepherd | behind-door-work: they were warmer that got this |
109,486 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.81 | Shepherd | than the poor thing is here. I'll take it up for |
109,487 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.82 | Shepherd | pity: yet I'll tarry till my son come, he hallooed |
109,488 | A Winters Tale | 8 | 3.3.83 | Shepherd | but even now. Whoa, ho, hoa! |
109,489 | A Winters Tale | 8 | null | Shepherd | Enter Clown |
109,490 | A Winters Tale | 9 | 3.3.84 | Clown | Hilloa, loa! |
109,491 | A Winters Tale | 10 | 3.3.85 | Shepherd | What, art so near? If thou'lt see a thing to talk |
109,492 | A Winters Tale | 10 | 3.3.86 | Shepherd | on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What |
109,493 | A Winters Tale | 10 | 3.3.87 | Shepherd | ailest thou, man? |
109,494 | A Winters Tale | 11 | 3.3.88 | Clown | I have seen two such sights, by sea and by land! |
109,495 | A Winters Tale | 11 | 3.3.89 | Clown | but I am not to say it is a sea, for it is now the |
109,496 | A Winters Tale | 11 | 3.3.90 | Clown | sky: betwixt the firmament and it you cannot thrust |
109,497 | A Winters Tale | 11 | 3.3.91 | Clown | a bodkin's point. |
109,498 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.3.92 | Shepherd | Why, boy, how is it? |
109,499 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.3.93 | Clown | I would you did but see how it chafes, how it rages, |
109,500 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.3.94 | Clown | how it takes up the shore! but that's not the |
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