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Shakespeare quotes on villainI'll tell thee, Charles, it is the stubbornest young fellow of France; full of ambition, an envious emulator of every man's good parts, a secret and villainous contriver against me his natural brother And Source: AS YOU LIKE IT Stand, stand! We have th' advantage of the ground; The lane is guarded; nothing routs us but The villainy of our fears Well may you, sir, Remember me at court, where I was taught Of your chaste daughter the wide difference 'Twixt amorous and villainous What, ostler! A plague on thee! hast thou never an eye in thy head? Canst not hear? An 'twere not as good deed as drink to break the pate on thee, I am a very villain A plague of all cowards! Let them speak, If they speak more or less than truth, they are villains and the sons of darkness Charge an honest woman with picking thy pocket? Why, thou whoreson, impudent, emboss'd rascal, if there were anything in thy pocket but tavern reckonings, memorandums of bawdy houses, and one poor pennyworth of sugar candy to make thee long-winded- if thy pocket were enrich'd with any other injuries but these, I am a villain Come on; I'll tell thee what, thou damn'd tripe-visag'd rascal, an the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paper-fac'd villain Therefore, you men of Harfleur, Take pity of your town and of your people Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command; Whiles Source: THE LIFE OF KING HENRY THE FIFTH Full often, like a shag-hair'd crafty kern, Hath he conversed with the enemy, And undiscover'd come to me again And given me notice of their villainies 'tis not impossible But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground, May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute, As Angelo; even so may Angelo, In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms, Be an arch-villain By the Lord, a buck-basket! Ramm'd me in with foul shirts and smocks, socks, foul stockings, greasy napkins, that, Master Brook, there was the rankest compound of villainous smell that ever offended nostril In this, though I cannot be said to be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied but I am a plain-dealing villain The lady is dead upon mine and my master's false accusation; and briefly, I desire nothing but the reward of a villain He says thou told'st him that his wife was false; I know thou didst not, thou'rt not such a villain Look what I speak, my life shall prove it true- That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand nobles In name of lendings for your Highness' soldiers, The which he hath detain'd for lewd employments Like a false traitor and injurious villain Exit servant Now, by mine honour, by my life, my troth, I will appeach the villain How now! What means death in this rude assault? Villain, thy own hand yields thy death's instrument Wherefore? For any good That I myself have done unto myself? O, no! Alas, I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself! I am a villain; yet I lie, I am not My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband? Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it? But wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him Stop thy unhallowed toil, vile Montague! Can vengeance be pursu'd further than death? Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to; but I will in to be revenged for this villainy We shall lose our time, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes With foreheads villainous low This is Timon's last; Who, stuck and spangled with your flatteries, Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces [Throwing the water in their faces] Your reeking villainy [Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out] What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest Ay, and you hear him cog, see him dissemble, Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him, Keep in your bosom; yet remain assur'd That he's a made-up villain Look you, I love you well; I'll give you gold, Rid me these villains from your companies You that way, and you this- but two in company; Each man apart, all single and alone, Yet an arch-villain keeps him company My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand; There will the lovely Roman ladies troop; The forest walks are wide and spacious, And many unfrequented plots there are Fitted by kind for rape and villainy Let him that thinks of me so abjectly Know that this gold must coin a stratagem, Which, cunningly effected, will beget A very excellent piece of villainy What would you say, if I should let you speak? Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace If I could find example Of thousands that had struck anointed kings And flourish'd after, I'd not do't; but since Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears not one, Let villainy itself forswear't Should a villain say so, The most replenish'd villain in the world, He were as much more villain Quotes for: Shakespeare Quotes
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