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Shakespeare quotes on welcomeOr call it winter, which being full of care, Makes summer's welcome, thrice more wished, more rare The army breaking, My husband hies him home; where, heaven aiding, And by the leave of my good lord the King, Source: ALLS WELL THAT ENDS WELL Gentle madam, You never had a servant to whose trust Your business was more welcome Though I lose The praise of it by telling, you must know, When Caesar and your brother were at blows, Your mother came to Sicily and did find Her welcome friendly O come, come, [They heave ANTONY aloft to CLEOPATRA] And welcome, welcome! Die where thou hast liv'd Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed, Are now on sale; and at our sheepcote now, By reason of his absence, there is nothing That you will feed on; but what is, come see, And in my voice most welcome shall you be If that you were the good Sir Rowland's son, As you have whisper'd faithfully you were, And as mine eye doth his effigies witness Most truly limn'd and living in your face, Be truly welcome hither Y'are sad, Signior Balthazar; pray God our cheer May answer my good will and your good welcome here O, Signior Balthazar, either at flesh or fish, A table full of welcome makes scarce one dainty dish Pray God your voice, like a piece of uncurrent gold, be not crack'd within the ring.- Masters, you are all welcome Here is a dear, a true-industrious friend, Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse, Stain'd with the variation of each soil Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours, And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, by this light Source: SECOND PART OF KING HENRY IV [Singing] Be merry, be merry, my wife has all; For women are shrews, both short and tall; 'Tis merry in hall when beards wag an; And welcome merry Shrove-tide No, truly; 'tis more than manners will; And I have heard it said unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone I give you welcome with a powerless hand, But with a heart full of unstained love; Welcome before the gates of Angiers, Duke Fly, noble English, you are bought and sold; Unthread the rude eye of rebellion, And welcome home again discarded faith There is a litter ready; lay him in't And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet Both welcome and protection The roof of this court is too high to be yours, and welcome to the wide fields too base to be mine The feast is sold That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis amaking, 'Tis given with welcome I'll charm the air to give a sound, While you perform your antic round, That this great King may kindly say Our duties did his welcome pay Fare you well, your suit is cold.' Cold indeed, and labour lost, Then farewell, heat, and welcome, frost Lorenzo and Salerio, welcome hither, If that the youth of my new int'rest here Have power to bid you welcome But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica, And ceremoniously let us prepare Some welcome for the mistress of the house Let me give light, but let me not be light, For a light wife doth make a heavy husband, And never be Bassanio so for me; But God sort all! You are welcome home, my lord Where I have come, great clerks have purposed To greet me with premeditated welcomes; Where I have seen them shiver and look pale, Make periods in the midst of sentences, Throttle their practis'd accent in their fears, And, in conclusion, dumbly have broke off, Not paying me a welcome My lord, will't please you pass along? Myself and my good cousin Buckingham Will to your mother, to entreat of her To meet you at the Tower and welcome you Exit GLOUCESTER Enter the LORD MAYOR, ALDERMEN, and citizens Welcome, my lord 'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral; And there they hull, expecting but the aid Of Buckingham to welcome them ashore This night I hold an old accustom'd feast, Whereto I have invited many a guest, Such as I love; and you among the store, One more, most welcome, makes my number more Exeunt some of the SERVINGMEN [Sings] Where is the life that late I led? Where are those- Sit down, Kate, and welcome Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water? Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily Brother Petruchio, sister Katherina, And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow, Feast with the best, and welcome to my house For more assurance that a living prince Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; And to thee and thy company I bid A hearty welcome For these my present friends, as they are to me nothing, so in nothing bless them, and to nothing are they welcome [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 Remaineth nought but to inter our brethren, And with loud 'larums welcome them to Rome Welcome, my lord; welcome, dread Queen; Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius; And welcome all Rouse him and give him note of our approach, With the whole quality wherefore; I fear We shall be much unwelcome Understand more clear, What's past and what's to come is strew'd with husks And formless ruin of oblivion; But in this extant moment, faith and troth, Strain'd purely from all hollow bias-drawing, Bids thee with most divine integrity, From heart of very heart, great Hector, welcome Beat loud the tambourines, let the trumpets blow, That this great soldier may his welcome know Welcome, dear Proteus! Mistress, I beseech you Confirm his welcome with some special favour Come on, you madcap; I'll to the alehouse with you presently; where, for one shot of five pence, thou shalt have five thousand welcomes A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears, And instances of infinite of love, Warrant me welcome to my Proteus I am- and by my fancy; if my reason Will thereto be obedient, I have reason; If not, my senses, better pleas'd with madness, Do bid it welcome Quotes for: Shakespeare Quotes
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