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Play: Antigone
Speaker: Antigone
Author: Sophocles |
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| Yes. Because this order did not come from the gods above nor those below and I didn't think that any edict issued by you had the power to override the unwritten and unfailing law of the gods. That law lives not only for today or yesterday, but forever. I did not fear the judgement of a mere man so much as that of the immortal gods. I knew I would die some day. Of course I knew -- even if you hadn't made your proclamation. |
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Play: Antigone
Speaker: Creon
Author: Sophocles |
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| It's the stubborn spirit that's more prone to fall than others; it's the toughest iron that snaps and shatters. I have seen wild horses tamed by a small bridle. Arrogance does not suit a young girl. She showed her insolence when she broke the law, and that's not all. It was one crime to do it, but to boast abou tit afterwards? If she gets away with this, she is the man -- not I. |
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Play: Antigone
Author Sophocles
Speaker 1: Antigone
Speaker 2: Ismene
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Speaker 1: That is why I've called you outside away from the others. I wanted to speak to you alone and tell you what I've ehard.
Speaker 2: What is it? You frighten me, Antigone.
Speaker 1: Yes. I want to frighten you. Creon has honoured one of our brothers with burial and dishonoured the other. He has buried Eteocles in proper observance of right and custom, so that he can be honoured among the dead below. But he has forbidden anyone to bury or weep for Polyneices. His body must be left unmourned, without a tomb, a feast for scavenging birds. This is the worthy Creon's decree; he's coming here in person to spell it out. He doesn't take this lightly: anyone defying the proclamation is to be stoned to death. Yes. That's the situation. So now you have the chance to show whether you are true to your noble birth, or a coward. |
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Play: Antigone
Author: Sophocles
Speaker: Antigone |
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| Fine. I wouldn't let you help me now even if you wanted to; I don't want you at my side after what you've just said. Do as you like; I shall bury my brother. I know it's right, die if I must! My crime will be a holy crime. I am his and I shall lie buried with him. There will be more time with those below than those on earth. I'll be there for eternity. But as for you, forget about the gods, if that's what you want. |
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Play: Creon
Author: Sophocles
Speaker: Creon |
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| You cannot know a man's heart, thought, and judgement until you have tested his skill in leadership and lawmaking. Any ruler who does not pursue the policies he judges best, but holds his tongue because he is afraid, I think him the lowest of the low. Worse still, a man who sets a friend or relative above his country doesn't deserve the name of citizen. Speaking for myself, I wouldn't keep quiet if I saw the city threatened with destruction. And I wouldn't call an enemy of my land a friend of mine. I know our salvation is the ship of state and only those who keep her on the right course can be called her friends and benefactors. I plan to make this city great. |
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Play: Antigone
Author: Sophocles
Speaker: Chorus |
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Definition
There are many wonders in the world,
But nothing more amazing than man!
He crosses the white-capped sea in winter's storms,
Cuts thorough the surge as it booms about him;
He harasses the almighty immortal unwearying Earth,
Turning his plough back and forth year after year,
Turning up the soil with the help of mules
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His contrivance is skilful beyond hope;
He moves sometimes towards good,
Sometimes towards evil.
When he follows the laws of the land
And swears to keep the justice of the gods,
He is loft y in the city; but exiled, and homeless
Is the man who consorts with evil
For the sake of greed and ambition
He has my curse upon him;
He'll never be welcome in my house,
Nor a companion for my thoughts |
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Term
Play: Oresteia Part 1: Agamemnon
Speaker: Watchman
Author: Aeschylus
Significance: the opposite of "knowledge is power"; knowing that he lives under a sky that is filled with the power to control everything on earth gives him a sense of tragic foreboding |
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How well I've come to know night's congregation of stars,
The blazing monarchs of the sky, those that bring winter
and those that bring summer to us mortals.
I know just when they rise and when they set. |
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Play: Oresteia Part 1: Agamemnon
Author: Aeschylus
Speaker: Chorus
Significance: something terrible has happened to Agamemnon |
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Definition
Like vultures grieving wildly
or stolen young kidnapped from their lofty nests,
whirling round and round, churning
the air with the oar-blades of their wings.
All their protective care made futile,
the young are lost forever. |
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Play: Oresteia Part 1: Agamemnon
Author: Aeschylus
Speaker: Chorus
Significance: When they go into Troy, there are not just going to defeat Troy, they are going to kill everything--even things unborn. |
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Definition
The kings of the birds for the kings of the ships,
one black, the other white-tailed, appeared
on the lucky spear-arm side of the palace.
tehy perched there clutching a pregnant hare
who never had the chance for one last run,
and in full view feasted on there unborn young. |
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Play: Oresteia Part 1: Agamemnon
Author: Aeschylus
Speaker: Chorus
Significance: Makes you question the difference between justice and power. |
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Definition
An unbearable fate will fall on me if I disobey
but how can I bear to slaughter my own daughter,
the glory of my House?
How can I stain my hands, the hands of a father,
with this young girl's blog, as it drenches the altar?
How can I choose? With ways are full of evil! |
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Play: Oresteia Part 1: Agamemnon
Author: Aeschylus
Speaker: Chorus
Significance: This is when Agamemnon is being called upon to sacrifice his daughter. |
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He set us mortals on the road to understanding,
and he has laid down his law:
"Man must learn by suffering!"
Not even sleep can relieve the painful memories
that fall upon the heart, drop by drop,
discretion comes even to the unwilling.
This grace is forced upon us
by sacred spirits who reign above. |
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Play: Oresteia Part 1: Agamemnon
Author: Aeschylus
Speaker: Clytemnestra
Significance: Last line of the play. Clytemnestra says she did the right thing in killing Agamemnon because he killed her daughter and she asks for no further bloodshed. |
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Definition
Don't listen to them and their idle yelping. You and I hold
the power of this house. We will set things right once and for all. |
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Play: Julius Caesar
Speakers: Cobbler, Flavius, Murellus--when we practiced in section she just said Flavius but in our book it's mostly Murellus and some Flavius...
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
"But what trade art thou? answer me directly."
"A trade, sir, that, I hope, I may use with a safe conscience; which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles."
"What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade?"
"Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet, if you be out, sir, I can mend you."
"What meanest thou by that? mend me, thou saucy fellow!"
"Why, sir, cobble you." |
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Play: Julius Caesar
Speaker: Murellus
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!
O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,
Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft
Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements,
To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops,
Your infants in your arms, and there have sat
The livelong day, with patient expectation,
To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome:
And when you saw his chariot but appear,
Have you not made an universal shout,
That Tiber trembled underneath her banks,
To hear the replication of your sounds
Made in her concave shores?
And do you now put on your best attire?
And do you now cull out a holiday?
And do you now strew flowers in his way
That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? |
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Play: Julius Caesar
Speaker: Brutus
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
Our course will seem too bloody, Caius Cassius,
To cut the head off and then hack the limbs,
Like wrath in death and envy afterwards;
For Antony is but a limb of Caesar:
Let us be sacrificers, but not butchers, Caius.
We all stand up against the spirit of Caesar;
And in the spirit of men there is no blood:
O, that we then could come by Caesar's spirit,
And not dismember Caesar! But, alas,
Caesar must bleed for it! And, gentle friends,
Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully;
Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods,
Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds: |
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Term
Play: Julius Caesar
Speakers: Cinna the Poet and Plebians
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
"Truly, my name is Cinna."
"Tear him to pieces; he's a conspirator."
"I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet."
"Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses."
"I am not Cinna the conspirator."
"It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going."
"Tear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! fire-brands: to Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all: some to Decius' house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius': away, go!" |
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Play: Julius Caesar
Speaker: Antony
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest--
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men--
Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause till it come back to me. |
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Play: Julius Caesar
Speakers: Cassius and Brutus
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
1: "I did not think you could have been so angry."
2: "O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs."
1: "Of your philosophy you make no use,
If you give place to accidental evils."
2: "No man bears sorrow better. Portia is dead."
1: "Ha! Portia!"
2: "She is dead."
1: "How 'scaped I killing when I cross'd you so?" |
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Play: Julius Caesar
Speakers: Brutus and Cassius
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
1: Even by the rule of that philosophy
By which I did blame Cato for the death
Which he did give himself, I know not how,But I do find it cowardly and vile,
For fear of what might fall, so to prevent The time of life: arming myself with patience To stay the providence of some high powers
That govern us below.
2: Then, if we lose this battle,
You are contented to be led in triumph
Thorough the streets of Rome?
1: No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Roman,
That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome;
He bears too great a mind. |
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Term
Play: Doctor Faustus
Author: Christopher Marlowe
Speaker: A) Faustus; B) Mephostophilis |
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Definition
A: Was not that Lucifer an angel once?
B: Yes ____, and most dearly loved of God.
A: How comes it then that he is prince of devils?
B: O, by aspiring pride and insolence For which God threw him from the face of heaven. |
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Play: Doctor Faustus
Author: Christopher Marlowe
Speakers: a) 2 Scholar; b) Faustus |
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Definition
A: Yet Faustus, call on God.
B: On God, whom Faustus hath abjured? On God, whom Faustus hath blasphemed? O my God, I would weep, but the devil draws in my tears!
Gush forth blood instead of tears, yea life and soul!
O, he stays my tongue! I would lift up my hands, but see, they hold 'em, they hold 'em! |
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Play: Doctor Faustus
Author: Christopher Marlowe
Speaker: Faustus |
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Definition
These metaphysics of magicians
And negromantic books are heavenly;
Lines, circles, letters, characters--
Ay, these are those that Faustus most desires.
O, what a world of profit and delight,
Of power, of honor, and ominpotence
Is promised to the studious artisan!
All things that move between the quiet poles
Shall be at my command: emperors and kings
Are but obeyed in their several provinces
But his dominion that exceeds in this
Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man: A sound magician is a demi-god! Here tire my brains to get a deity! |
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Play: Doctor Faustus
Author: Christopher Marlowe
Speaker: A) Mephostophilis; B) Faustus |
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Definition
A: So now _______, ask me what thou wilt.
B: First will I question with thee about hell.
Tell me, where is the place that men call hell?
A: Under the heavens.
B: Ay, so are all things else, but whereabouts?
A: Within the bowels of these elements
Where we are tortured and remain forever.
Hell hath no limits nor is circumscribed
In one self place, but where we are is hell,
And where hell is there must we ever be.
And to be short, when all the world dissolves
And every creature shall be purified
All places shall be hell that is not heaven! |
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Term
Play: The Bakkhai
Author: Euripides
Speaker: First Messanger
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Definition
And all were sleeping –
At their ease, some of them were lying down
On soft pin needles, others on oak leaves,
Resting their heads on the ground wherever they wished.
And modestly. Not drunk – as you have said –
From the wine bowl, nor to the tunes of the pipes
Hunting one by one for sex in the woods.
Your mother must have heard our cattle lowing,
For she stood up with a drawn-out cry to wake
The women, who threw their deep sleep from their eyes
And rose quickly – a marvel of good order
And good grace: women young and old, and girls
Who have yet to be yoked in marriage. First
They let their hair fall to their shoulders, then
They tied their fawn pelts up 0 those that were loose – ,
Fastening the dappled skins with snakes
That licked their cheeks. Some women cradled wild
Gazelle kids and wolf cubs close in their arms
To suckle them with their pale milk – because
Thos who have just given birth have left
Their babies home and now their breasts are swollen.
They crowned themselves with ivy, oak leaves, vines.
One of them struck her thyrsus on a rock,
From which a cold fresh stream of water leapt.
Another touched her touched her fennel-staff to earth
And up flowed springs of wine. And those who longed
For milk began to dig by hand, and spurts
Of it surged up. |
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Play: Bakkhai
Author: Euripides
Speakers: A) Kadmos; B) Teiresius |
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Definition
A: So where do we go now to dance? And what Are the steps our feet must learn? Where do we toss These old gray heads? Explain, _____, Tell me as one old man to another – you Are the wise one. And I won’t weary, not In the least, pounding my thyrsus on the earth All day and all night, too – and what a joy To forget that we are old!
B: Then you feel just As I do – young! I’ll try to dance the dance
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Play: The Bakkhai
Author: Euripides
Speakers: A) Dionysus; B) Pantheus |
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Definition
A: Looking at them, I seem to see them, here.
But a lock of hair has fallen out of place,
It’s not where I tucked it up beneath your sash.
B: Inside, when I was shaking it back and forth,
Acting like the Bakkhai, it came loose.
A: But since our task it to take good care of you,
I’ll put it back – but hold your head up straight.
B: Arrange it all! I’m dedicated to you.
A Your belt is slack. And then the pleats of your robe
Do not hang straight, below your ankles, either.
B: No, it seems to me they don’t, on my right side.
But on this side it’s all straight at my heel. |
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Play: The Bakkhai
Author: Euripides
Speaker: Second Messanger |
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Definition
He reached to the top branch of a fir tree
As tall as the sky and pulled it downward, down,
Down till it touched the black earth and it formed
Half a circle, like a bow drawn back
Or the wheel-curve that’s traced by the taut end
Of a pegged string. That is, with his bare hands
The Stranger bent the mountain fir in a way
No mortal could. |
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Term
Play: Othello
Author: Shakespeare
Speakers: A) Roderigo; B) Iago |
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Definition
A: Tush, never tell me, I take it much unkindly
That thou, Iago, who hast had my purse
As if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this.
B: 'Sblood, but you'll not hear me. If I ever did dream
Of such a matter, abhor me.
A: Thou told'st me
Thou didst hold him in thy hate. |
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Play: Othello
Author: Shakespeare
Speaker: Iago |
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Definition
That never set a squadron in the field
Nor the division of a battle knows
More than a spinster— unless the bookish theoric,
Wherein the togged consuls can propose
As masterly as he. Mere prattle without practice
Is all his soldiership…
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Play: Othello
Author: Shakespeare
Speaker: Iago |
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Definition
Zounds, sir, you’re robbed, for shame put on your gown!
Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul,
Even now, now, very now, and old black ram
Is tupping your white ewe! Arise, arise,
Awake the snorting citizens with the bell
Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you,
Arise I say!
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Play: Othello
Author: Shakespeare
Speakers: A) Iago; B) Brabantio |
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Definition
A: I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.
B: Thou art a villain!
A: You are a senator!
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Play: Othello
Author: Shakespeare
Speakers: A) Othello; B) Iago |
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Definition
A: Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw
The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt,
For she had eyes and chose me. No, Iago,
I’ll see before I doubt, when I doubt, prove…
(Later on…)
B: “She deceived her father by marrying you”
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Play: Othello
Author: Shakespeare
Speakers: A) Emilia; B) Desdemona |
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Definition
A: Alas, what does this gentleman conceive?
How do you, madam? How do you, my good lady?
B: Faith, half asleep.
A: Good madam, what’s the matter with my lord?
B: With whom?
A: Why, with my lord, madam.
B: Who is thy lord?
A: He that is yours, sweet lady.
B: I have none. Do not talk to me, Emilia;
I cannot weep, nor answers have I none
But what should go by water. Prithee, tonight
Lay on my bed my wedding sheets…
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Play: Othello
Author: Shakespeare
Speaker: Othello |
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Definition
…Then must you speak
Of one that loved not wisely, but too well;
Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrought,
Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand,
Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away
Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes,
Albeit unused to the melting mood,
Drops tears as fast as the Arabian trees
Their medicinable gum. Set you down this,
And say besides that in Aleppo once,
Where a malignant and a turbaned Turk
Beat a Venetian and traduced the state,
I took by th’throat the circumcised dog
And smote him—thus!
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Term
The Country Wife
William Wycherley
Speaker: Horner
Ex. Polite women cost a lot of time - he can't determine right away if they will sleep with him or not. The women who run from him after finding out he is a uenich are the ones he wants becasue they are the women who only want to know guys to have sex with them. |
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Definition
ask but all the young Fellows of the Town, if they do not loose more time like Huntsmen, in starting the game, than in running it down; one
knows not where to find'em. who will, or will not; Women of Quality are so civil, you can hardly distinguish love from good breeding, and a Man is often mistaken; but now I can be sure, she that shows an aversion to me loves the sport, as those Women that are gone, whom I warrant to be right: |
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The Country Wife
William Wycherley
Sp1: Horner
Sp2: Dorilant
Sp3: Harcourt
Ex: this is a crazy example of horner's remarkable wit |
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Definition
Sp1: Wine gives you joy, Love grief and tortures; besides the Chirurgeon's Wine makes us witty, Love only Sots: Wine makes us sleep, Love breaks it.
Sp2: By the World he has reason, Harcourt.
Sp1: Wine makes---
Sp2: Ay, Wine makes us---makes us Princes, Love makes us Beggars, poor Rogues, y i'gad---and Wine---
S1: So there's one converted.---No, no, Love and Wine, Oil and Vinegar.
Sp3: I grant it; Love will still be uppermost. |
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The Country Wife
William Wycherley
Sp1: Sparkish
Sp2: Horner
Ex: Sparkish is that guy in the conversation that is never wanted. He tells jokes in conversations where there is no room for them - antisocial guy
He is the perfect example of AntiWit - he doesn't respond to his environment at all |
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Definition
Sp1: You must know, I was discoursing and rallying with some ladies yesterday, and they happened to talk of the fine new signs in town—
Sp2: Very fine ladies, I believe.
Sp1:. Said I, I know where the best new sign is.—Where? says one of the ladies.—In Covent Garden, I replied.—Said another, In what street?—In Russel Street, answered I.—Lord, says another, I’m sure
there was never a fine new sign there yesterday.—Yes, but there was, said I again; and it came out of France, and has been there a fortnight. |
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The Country Wife
William Wycherley
Sp1: Horner
Sp2: Pinchwife
Ex. Horner thinks wit is the most important quality in a woman becasue since all women cheat, he wants a smart woman so he will never know about her indiscression, a stupid woman would cheat but he would find out about it. Also significant because this is the first time any women are allowed on the stage to act- they should be intelligent |
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Definition
Sp1: But methinks wit is more necessary than beauty; and I think no young woman ugly that has it, and no handsome woman agreeable without it.
Sp2: ’Tis my maxim, he’s a fool that marries; but he’s a greater that does not marry a fool. What is wit in a wife good for, but to make a man a cuckold?
Sp1: Yes, to keep it from his knowledge.
Sp2: A fool cannot contrive to make her husband a cuckold.
Sp1: No; but she’ll club with a man that can: and what is worse, if she cannot make her husband a cuckold, she’ll make him jealous, and pass for one: and then ’tis all one. |
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The Country Wife
William Wycherley
Sp1: Lady Fidget
Sp2: Horner
S.3: Squeamish
Ex: China is a huge metaphor for sex. Horner is very witty and manages to make everyone in the room beleive he isn't sleeping with everyone else.
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Definition
Sp1: And I have been toiling and moiling for the prettiest piece of china, my dear.
S2: Nay, she has been too hard for me, do what I could.
S3: Oh, lord, I’ll have some china too. Good Mr. Horner, don’t think to give other people china, and me none; come in with me too.
S2: Upon my honour, I have none left now.
S3: Nay, nay, I have known you deny your china before now, but you shan’t put me off so. Come.
Horn. This lady had the last there.
S1: Yes indeed, madam, to my certain knowledge, he has no more left.
S3: O, but it may be he may have some you could not find.
S1: What, d’ye think if he had had any left, I would not have had it too? for we women of quality never think we have china enough.
S2: Do not take it ill, I cannot make china for you all, but I will have a roll-waggon for you too, another time.
S3: Thank you, dear toad.
S1: What do you mean by that promise?
S2: Alas, she has an innocent, literal understanding. |
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Term
The Country Wife
William Wycherley
Speaker: Pinchwife
Ex. violence is funny in comedy it is too unrealistic all of a sudden Pinchwife is ready to carve up his wife's face for writing a scandelous letter to Horner - not funny because its too realistic, he really means it. She says Allethia wrote the letter, then she gets to go to Horner, then real Alethia shows up.. Awk - and its only Horner's wit that saves everyone from disaster |
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Definition
| Write as I bid you, or I will write whore with this penknife in your face. |
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Twelfth Night
Duke Orsino
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Definition
Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:
O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought she purged the air of pestilence!
That instant was I turn'd into a hart;
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E'er since pursue me |
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Twelfth Night
Valentine
Shakespeare |
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Definition
The element itself, till seven years' heat,
Shall not behold her face at ample view;
But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk
And water once a day her chamber round
With eye-offending brine: all this to season
A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh
And lasting in her sad remembrance. |
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Term
Twelfth Night
A: Sir Toby Belch
B: Sir Andrew
C: Maria
Shakespeare |
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Definition
A
Accost, Sir Andrew, accost.
B
What's that?
A
My niece's chambermaid.
B
Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance.
C
My name is Mary, sir.
B
Good Mistress Mary Accost,--
A
You mistake, knight; 'accost' is front her, board
her, woo her, assail her.
B
By my troth, I would not undertake her in this
company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'? |
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Twelfth Night
A: Malvolio
B: Sir Toby Belch
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Definition
A
My masters, are you mad? or what are you? Have ye
no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like
tinkers at this time of night? Do ye make an
alehouse of my lady's house, that ye squeak out your
coziers' catches without any mitigation or remorse
of voice? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor
time in you?
B
We did keep time, sir, in our catches. Sneck up! |
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Twelfth Night
A: Feste
B: Viola
Shakespeare |
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Definition
A
No such matter, sir: I do live by the church; for
I do live at my house, and my house doth stand by
the church.
B
So thou mayst say, the king lies by a beggar, if a
beggar dwell near him; or, the church stands by thy
tabour, if thy tabour stand by the church.
A
You have said, sir. To see this age! A sentence is
but a cheveril glove to a good wit: how quickly the
wrong side may be turned outward! |
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Definition
A
Sir Topas, never was man thus wronged: good Sir
Topas, do not think I am mad: they have laid me
here in hideous darkness.
B
Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most
modest terms; for I am one of those gentle ones
that will use the devil himself with courtesy:
sayest thou that house is dark?
A
As hell, Sir Topas.
B
Why it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes,
and the clearstores toward the south north are as
lustrous as ebony; and yet complainest thou of
obstruction?
A
I am not mad, Sir Topas: I say to you, this house is dark.
B
Madman, thou errest |
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Term
Oresteia Part II: The Libation Bearers
A: Orestes
B: Eleectra
Aeschylus |
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Definition
A: Your prayer has been fulfilled, proclaim it to the gods and pray for the future, praise your good fortune.
B: Why? What has divine grace ever given me?
A: You see the sight you have prayed for
B: How can you know my prayers?
A: I know about Orestes and how he fills your heart
B: But how have my prayers been answered
A: Here I am, I am your nearest, your dearest
B: This is a trick, and you are a stranger trying to trap me in your net
A: Then I am plotting against myself
B: Are you mocking me in my misery? |
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Term
Oresteia Part II: The Libation Bearers
Clytemnestra
Aeschylus |
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Definition
| Wait my child! My son, have you no feelings? This breast once nurture you, cradled your sleep, your soft mouth sucked the milk that made you strong |
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Oresteia Part II: The Libation Bearers
A: Orestes
B: Chours
Aeschylus |
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Definition
A: Ah! Ah! Women there! Like Gorgons! Black clad, writhing with snakes! I can't stay here! I have to go!
B: What is it? What sights whirl you into such a frenzy? You are the son of Agamemnon, be still, dont surrender to fear
A: Not sights! These terrors are real! The mother's curse, the hellhounds of hate, they are here! |
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Term
Oresteia Part III: The Furies
Athena
Aeschylus |
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Definition
| Be silent as the court convenes, the city will learn my eternal laws, the litigants will receive a fair trial and hear a prudent judgment. Lord Apollo, you have your own jurisdiction; tell me, how you are involved in this case? |
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Term
The Eunuch
Parmeno
Terence |
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Definition
what use is there for reason or moderation in a
case that will allow of neither? For love, you know, is
strangely whimsical; containing affronts, jealousies, jars,
parleys, wars, then peace again. Now, fo{ you to ask advice on the rules of love, is no better than to ask advice
on the rules of madness |
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The Eunuch
A: Antipho
B: CHAEREA
Terence |
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Definition
A: What then, brave boy?
B: How? What then, simpleton?
A: Ay, simpleton indeedl
B: Had I neglected such a short, wished-for and unexpected opportunity, when it dropped into my very
mouth, I. must then have been a very eunuch indeed! |
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Term
The Eunuch
PYTHIA,
Terence |
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Definition
Nay, more than that, after having abused
the girl, he tears her clothes, and drags her up and down
by the hair of the head. |
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Term
Play: The Physician's Tale
Author: Geoffry Chaucer
Speaker: Virginius |
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Definition
"Daughter," said he, "Virginia by your name,
There are two ways, for either death or shame
215 You now must suffer. Ah, that I was born!
For you have not deserved to be thus lorn,
To die by means of sword or any knife.
O my dear daughter, ender of my life,
Whom I have bred up with so deep pleasance
220 That you were never from my remembrance!
O daughter who are now my final woe,
Aye, and in life my final joy also,
O gem of chastity, in brave patience
Receive your death, for that is my sentence. |
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Play: The Physician's Tale
Author: Geoffry Chaucer
Speaker: chorus? |
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Definition
This false judge, who was known as Appius
(Such was his name, for this is no fable,
But an historical event I tell,
At least the gist is true, beyond a doubt) |
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Term
Play: The Clouds
Author: Aristophanes
Speaker: Strepsiades |
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Definition
Eeuueeuueeuuh! Zeus almighty, what a night!
It's going on forever. Will daylight never come?
I heard the cock crow hours ago. Where are
The slaves? Still snoring? Times have changed.
Something else to blame on this confounded war.
A man can't thrash his own slaves any more,
In case they run away to fight. |
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Term
Play: The Clouds
Author: Aristophanes
Speakers: A) Strepsiades; B) Socrates |
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Definition
A: O Soc-rates...
So-o-ocrates...Sok-kee...
B: What is it... mortal?
A:Tell me what you're doing first.
B: I ride the air and ponder the sun.
A: Oh, sneering at the gods. I suppose it's easier
From a flying rug than down here on the ground.
B: Exactly. My investigation, my plane of thought,
Is elevated, airy, almost out of sight.
I find it best to hoist my mind up here,
And think lofty thoughts.
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Term
Play: The Clouds
Author: Aristophanes
Speakers: A) Socrates ; B) Strepsiades |
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Definition
A: They do. Have you ever seen it rain
When there isn't a cloud in the sky?
If it's Zeus, let him rin when it's sunny.
B: Apollo, that's clever. I always thought rain
Was almighty Zeus peeing through a sieve. |
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Term
Play: THE CLOUDS
Author: Aristophanes
Speakers: A) Right; B) Wrong |
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Definition
A: You haven't a chance.
I'll beat you.
B: How?
A: With simple justice.
B: Huh! Justice is dead.
There is no such thing.
A: There is.
B: Where is it, then?
A: In heaven, with Zeus.
B: With Zeus? He threw his father out
And stole his throne- and got away
With it!
A: You make me sick.
Bring me a basin, quick! |
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Play: The Clouds
Author: Aristophanes
Speaker: Right |
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Definition
When you went to the gym, you sat down
In a modest position- and when
You stook up, you smoothered over the sand
Till no traces were left to excite
And dirty old men. |
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Term
Play: Henry IV
Author: Shakespeare
Speaker: King Henry |
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Definition
Of hostile paces. Those opposed eyes,
Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,
All of one nature, of one substance bred,
Did lately meet in the intestine shock
And furious close of civil butchery
Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,
March all one way and be no more opposed
Against acquaintance, kindred, and allies.
The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife,
No more shall cut his master. |
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Term
Play: Henry IV
Author: Shakespeare
Speakers: A) Northumberland
B) Hotspur |
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Definition
A: Imagination of some great exploit drives him beyond the bounds of patience.
B: By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap to pluck
bright honour from the place-fac'd moon, or dive into the
bottom of the deep, where fathom-line could never touch
the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks. |
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Play: Henry IV
Author: Shakespeare
Speakers: A) Worcester
B) Hotspur |
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Definition
A: Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
B: I cry you mercy.
A: Those same noble Scots that are your prisoners-
B: I'll keep them all; By god he shall not have a Scot of them! No, if a Scot would save his soul he shall not. I'll keep them, by his hand!
A: You start away, and lend no ear unto my purposes.
Those prisoners you shall keep-
B: Nay, I will: that's flat! |
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Play: Henry IV
Author: Shakespeare
Speakers: A) Prince Henry ; B) Falstaff |
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Definition
A: Thou art violently carried away from grace. There is a devil haunts thee in the likeness of an old fat man. A tun of man is thy companion. Why dost thou converse with
that trunk of humors, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloackbag of guts, that roasted,
Manningtree ox with the pudding in his belly, that
reverend Vice, that gray iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? Wherein is he good, but to taste sack
and drink it? Wherein neat and cleanly but to carve a capon and eat it? Wherein cunning but in craft? Wherein
crafty but in villany? Wherein villanous but in all things? Wherein worthy but in nothing?
B: I would your Grace would take me with you. Whom means your Grace?
A: That villanous abominable misleader of youth,
Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan.
B: My lord, the man I know.
A: I know thou dost.
B: But to say I know more harm in him than in myself
were to say more than I know. That he is old, the more
the pity; his white hairs do witness it. But that he is,
saving your reference, a whoremaster, that I utterly
deny. If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked.
If to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host
that I know is damned. If to be fat be to be hated, then
Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord,
banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins, but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Falstaff, and therefore more valiant being, as he is old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company. Banish plump Jack, and banish all the world.
A: I do, I wil. |
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Term
Play: Henry IV
Author: Shakespeare
Speakers: A) Lady Percy
B) Hotspur |
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Definition
A: Lie still, ye thief, and hear the lady sing in Welsh.
B: I had rather hear Lady my brach howl in Irish.
A: Wouldst thou have thy head broken?
B: No.
A: Then be still.
B: Neither, 'tis a woman's fault.
A: Now God help thee!
B: To Welsh lady's bed.
A: What's that?
B: Peace she sings. |
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Play: Henry IV
Author: Shakespeare
Speaker: King Henry |
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Definition
Had I so lavish of my presence been,
So common-hackneyed in the eyes of men,
So stale and cheap to vulgar company,
Opinion, that did help me to the crown,
Had still kept loyal to possession
And left me in reputeless banishment,
A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.
By being seldom seen, I could not stir
But like a comet I was wondered at;
That men would tell their children "This is he!" |
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Play: Henry IV
Author: Shakespeare
Speaker: Prince Henry |
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Definition
Percy is but my factor, good my lord,
To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf.
And I will call him to so strict account
That he shall render every glory up,
Yea, even the slightest worship of his time,
Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart.
This in the name of God I promise here,
The which if He be pleased I shall perform. |
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Term
Play: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
Author: John Ford
Speaker: Friar |
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Definition
Dispute no more in this, for know, young man,
These are no school-points; nice philosophy
May tolerate unlikely arguments
But heaven admits no jest. |
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Term
Play: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
Author: John Ford
Speaker: Giovanni |
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Definition
Shall a peevish sound,
A customary form, from man to man,
Of brother and of sister, be a bar
'Twixt my perpetual happiness and me?
Say that we had one father, say one womb
(Curse to my joys) gave us both life and birth;
Are we not therefore each to other bound
So much the more by nature; by the links
Of blood, of reason? Nay, if you will have't,
Even of religion, to be ever one;
One soul, one flesh, one love, one heart, one all? |
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Term
Play: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
Author: John Ford
Speaker: Giovanni |
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Definition
| Such a pair of star as are thine eyes, would (like Promethean fire, if gently glanced) give life to senseless stones. |
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Term
Play: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
Author: John Ford
Speakers: A) Giovanni; B) Annabella |
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Definition
A: What must we now do?
B: What you will.
A: Come then, after so many tears as we have wept,
let's learn to court in smiles, to kiss and sleep. |
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Play: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
Author: John Ford
Speaker: Giovanni |
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Definition
I marvel why the chaster of your sex
should think this pretty toy called maidenhead
so strange a loss, when being lost, 'tis nothing,
and you are still the same. |
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Term
Play: Le Cid
Speaker: Don Fernando
Author: Pierre Corielle |
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Definition
Yet a king, if he is wise,
Has wider arms and spares his people's blood. |
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Term
Play: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
Author: John Ford
Speaker: Vasquez |
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Definition
| Gag her I sat. 'Sfoot, d'ee suffer her to prate? What d'ee fumble about? Let me come to her. -I'll help your old gums, you toad-bellied bitch! -Sirs, carry her closely into the coal-house and put out her eyes instantly. If she roars, slit her nose. |
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Term
Play: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
Author: John Ford
Speakers: A) Giovanni; B) Annabella |
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Definition
A: Kiss me. If ever after-times should hear
Of our fast-knit affections, though perhaps
The laws of conscience and of civil use
May justly blame us, yet when they but know
Our loves, that love will wipe away that rigour,
Which would in other incests be abhorr'd.
Give me your hand: how sweetly life doth run
In these well-colour'd veins! how constantly
These palms do promise health! but I could chide
With nature for this cunning flattery-
Kiss me again- forgive me.
B: With my heart. |
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Term
Play: Le Cid
Speaker: Rodrigo
Author: Pierre Corneille |
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Definition
A sudden, lethal thrust has pierced my heart.
That cause is just - I should avenge my father -
That is my duty - duty's laws are harsh -
Inhuman - I their hapless, helpless victim.
I cannot act.
I cannot move. My will has ebbed away. |
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Play: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
Author: John Ford
Speakers: A) Giovanni; B) Annabella |
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Definition
A: Be dark, bright sun, and make this midday night,
that thy gift rays may not behold a deed will turn their
splendour more sooty than the poets feign their Styx!
One other kiss, my sister.
B: What means this?
A: To save thy fame, and kill thee in a kiss. |
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Term
Play: Clouds
Speaker: Strepsiades
Author: Aristophanes |
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Definition
| Eeuueeuueeuh! Zeus almight, what a night! |
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Term
Play: Clouds
Speaker: 1) Socrates
2) Strepsiades
Author: Aristophanes |
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Definition
1) Have you even seen it rain
When there isn't a cloud in the sky? If it's Zeus, let him rain with it's sunny
2) Apollo, that's clever. I always thought rain
Was almighty Zeus peeing through a sieve. |
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Term
Play: Henry IV, Part 1
Speaker: King
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
Those opposed eyes
Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,
All of one nature, of one substance bred,
Did lately meet in the intensive shock
And furious close of civil butchery,
Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,
March all one way, and be no more opposed
Against acquaintances, kindred, and allies.
The edge of war, like an ill-shattered knife,
No more shall cut his master. |
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Term
Play: Henry IV, Part 1
Speaker 1: Worcester
Speaker 2: Hotspur
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
Sp 1: Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
Sp 2: I cry you mercy.
Sp 1: Those same noble Scots that are your prisoner--
Sp 2: By God he shall not have a Scot of them! No, if a Scot would save his soul he shall not. I'll keep them, by this hand!
Sp 1: You start away, and lend no ear unto my purposes. Those prisoners you shall keep-- |
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Play: Henry IV, Part 1
Speaker 1: Prince
Speaker 2: Falstaff
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
Sp 1: Thou art violently carried away from grace. There is a devil haunts thee in the likeness of an old fat man; a tun of man is thy companion why dost thou converse with that trunk of humors, that bolting-hutch of beastliness....
Sp 2: I would your Grace would take me with you: whom means your Grace?
Sp 1: That villainous abominable misleader of youth, Falstaff, that old-white bearded Satan.
Sp 2: My lord, the man I know.
Sp 1: I know thou dost.
Sp 2: But to say I know more harm in him than in myself were to say more than I know. That he is old, the more the pity: his white hairs do witness it. But that he is, saving your reverence, a whoremaster, that I utterly deny...
Sp 1: I do, I will. |
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Play: Henry IV, Part 1
Speaker 1: Lady Percy
Speaker 2: Hotspur
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
Sp 1: Lie still, ye thief, and hear the lady sing in Welsh.
Sp 2: I had rather hear Lady my brach howl in Irish.
Sp 1: Wouldst thou have thy head broken?
Sp 2: No.
Sp 1: Then be still.
Sp 2: Neither, 'tis a woman's fault.
Sp 1: Now God help thee!
Sp 2: To the Welsh lady's bed.
Sp 1: What's that?
Sp 2: Peace she sings. |
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Term
Play: Henry IV, Part 1
Speaker: King
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
Had I so lavish of my presence been,
So common-hackney'd in the eyes of men,
So stale and cheap to vulgar company,
Opinion, that did help me to the crown,
Had still kept loyal to possession,
And left me in repute less banishment,
A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.
By being seldom seen, I could not stir
But like a comet I wonder'd at,
That men would tell their children, 'This is he!' |
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Term
Play: Henry IV, Part 1
Speaker: Prince
Author: Shakespeare |
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Definition
Percy is but my factor, good my lord,
To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf;
And I will call him to so strict account
That he shall render every glory up,
Yea, even the slightest workshop of his time,
Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart. |
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