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- He had none. His flight was madness. When our actions do not, Our fears do make us traitors.(4.2.3-5)
- You know knot whether it was his wisdom or fear. (4.2.6-7)
- Wisdom! To leave his wife, to leave his babes, His mansion and his titles in a place From whence himself does fly? He loves us not; He wants the natural touch. For the poor wren, The diminutive of birds, will fight, Her young ones in her nest, against the owl. All is the fear and nothing is the love, As little the wisdom, where the flight So runs against all reason(4.2.8-16)
- My dearest coz, I pray you school yourself. But for you husband, He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows The fits o' th' season. I dare not speak much further; But cruel are the times when we are traitors And do not know ourselves; when we hold rumor From what we fear, yet know not what we fear, But float upon a wild and violent sea Each way and none and violent sea Each way and none. I take my leave of you. Shall not be long but I'll be here again. Things at the worst will cease, else climb upward To what they were before.- My pretty cousin, Blessing upon you. (4.2.17-29)
- Fathered he is, and yet he's fatherless (4.2.30)
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