Tell me, my daughters,(Since now we will divest us both of rule, Interest of territory cares of state), Which of you shall love us most? (1.i 49-52)
Sir, I love you more than the word can wield the matter;/ Dearer than eyesight, space, and Liberty;/ (1.i. 56-57).
Which the most precious square of sense possesses,/ And find I am alone felicitate/ In your dear Highness' Love. (1.i . 76-78).
Nothing will come with nothing. Speak again. (1.i.92).
Nothing. (1.i.91).
Peace Kent/Come not between the dragon and his wraith./ I Loved her most and thought to set my rest/ (1.i 123-125).
Five days we do allot thee for provision To shield thee from diseases of the world. And on the sixth to turn thy hated back Upon our kingdom (1.i. 175-178).
Good my Liege- (1.i. 123)
Give me the letter, Sir. (1.ii. 40)
I hope for my brothers justification, he wrote/ this but as an essay or taste of my virtue. (1.ii. 44-45)
Some villain hath done me wrong. (1.ii. 163).
Very well, madam. (1.iii. 23)
His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us/ On every trifle. When he returns from hunting,/ I will not speak with him. Say I am sick./ (1.iii. 7-9)
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