1:18:01
You have mighty
business in hand.
1:18:03
Seek out where thy father is,
1:18:07
that he may be ready
for our apprehension.
1:18:15
# Come o'er the bourn,
Bessy, to me #
1:18:20
# Her boat hath a leak,
And she must not speak #
1:18:22
# Why dare she not come
Over to thee ##
1:18:25
The foul fiend
haunts poor Tom
in the voice of a nightingale.
1:18:29
Hoppedance cries
in Tom's belly
for two white herring.
1:18:35
Croak not, black ángel;
I have no food for thee.
1:18:47
How do you, sir?
1:18:50
Stand you not
so amaz'd.
1:18:51
Will you lie down
and rest?
1:18:55
I'll see their trial first.
1:18:59
Bring in the evidence.
1:19:01
Thou robed man
of justice,
take thy place.
1:19:04
Thou, his yoke-fellow
of equity,
bench by his side.
1:19:08
You are o' th' commission,
sit you too.
1:19:10
Let us deal justly.
1:19:11
Sleepest or
wakest thou,
jolly shepherd?
1:19:13
Thy sheep be in the corn;
and for one blast
of thy minikin mouth
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thy sheep shall
take no harm.
1:19:19
Purr! The cat is grey.
1:19:21
Arraign her first;
'tis Goneril.
1:19:23
I here take my oath before
this honourable assembly,
she kick'd the poor King, her father.
1:19:27
Come hither, mistress.
Is your name Goneril?
1:19:29
She cannot deny it.
1:19:30
Cry you mercy,
I took you for a joint-stool.
1:19:32
And here's another whose
warp'd looks proclaim
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what stone her heart
is made on. Stop!
1:19:37
Stop her there!
Arms, arms,
sword, fire!
1:19:41
Corruption in the place!
False justicer,
why hast thou let her 'scape?
1:19:44
O pity! Sir, where is
the patience now that you
so oft have boasted to retain?
1:19:53
The dogs and all,
Tray, Blanch and Sweetheart,
see, they bark at me.
1:19:56
Tom will throw
his head at them.
Avaunt, you curs!