From time to time I have acquainted you
With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page;
Who, mutually, hath answer'd my affection,
So far forth as herself might be her chooser,
Even to my wish.
From time to time I have acquainted you
With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page;
Who, mutually, hath answer'd my affection,
So far forth as herself might be her chooser,
Even to my wish.
A guest, I answer'd, worthy to be here:
Love said, You shall be he.
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears I come to bury Csar, 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 Csar. The noble Brutus Hath told Csar was ambitious If it were so, it was a grievous fault And grievously hath Csar answerd it.... . For Brutus is an honourable man So are they all, all honourable men.... . He was my friend, faithful and just to me But Brutus says he was ambitious And Brutus is an honourable man.... . When that the poor have cried, Csar hath wept Ambition should be made of sterner stuff .... You all did love him once, not without cause.
But jealous souls will not be answer'd so;
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they are jealous.
But jealous souls will not be answerd so They are not ever jealous for the cause, But jealous for they are jealous 'tis a monster Begot upon itself, born on itself.
And slowly answer'd Arthur from the barge'The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways.'
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