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- I am no villain; I am the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys. He was my father; and he is thrice a villain that says such a father begot villains. Wert thou not my brother, I would not take this hand from thy throat till this other had pull’d out thy tongue for saying so. Thou has rail’d on thyself.
- I beseech you, punish me not with your hard thoughts, wherein I confess me much guilty to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing. But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my trial; wherein if I be foil’d there is but one sham’d that was never gracious; if kill’d, but one dead that is willing to be so. I shall do my friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me; the world no injury, for in it I have nothing; only in the world I fill up a place, which may be better supplied when I have made it empty.
- Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am mistress of; and would you yet I were merrier?Unless you could teach me to forget a banished father, you must not learn me how to remember anyextraordinary pleasure.
- "I pray theeI pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be merry., sweet my coz, be merry."
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