:23:04
It's a lie.
:23:07
I am not ague-proof.
:23:09
The trick of that voice
I do well remember.
Is't not the King?
:23:14
Ay, every inch a king.
:23:19
When I do stare,
see how the subject quakes.
:23:24
I pardon that man's life.
What was thy cause?
Adultery?
:23:28
Thou shall not die.
:23:29
Die for adultery? No.
:23:32
The wren goes to 't,
:23:33
and the small gilded fly
does lecher in my sight.
:23:37
Let copulation thrive!
:23:42
Gloucester's bastard son
was kinder to his father
:23:45
than my daughters got
betwixt the lawful sheets.
:23:50
To 't, luxury, pell-mell,
for I lack soldiers.
:23:56
Give me an ounce of civet,
good apothecary.
:24:00
Sweeten my imagination.
:24:04
There's money for thee.
:24:06
O, let me kiss that hand!
:24:09
Let me wipe it first;
:24:13
it smells of mortality.
:24:22
O ruin'd piece of nature!
:24:25
This great worid
shall so wear out
to nought.
:24:32
Dost thou know me?
:24:37
I remember thine eyes
well enough.
:24:42
Dost thou squiny at me?
:24:45
No, do thy worst,
blind Cupid.
I'll not love.
:24:53
Read thou
this challenge;
:24:55
mark but
the penning of it.
:24:57
Were all thy letters suns,
I could not see.