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Weeps she still, sayst thou? Dost thou think in time
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| Imogen
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I did not take my leave of him, but had
| I iii 33
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Imogen
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Away! I do condemn mine ears that have
| I vi 165
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Queen
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That opportunity
Which then they had to take from 's, to resume
| III i 19
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| Imogen |
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Who? thy lord? that is my lord, Leonatus!
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III ii 29
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Imogen
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Thou told'st me, when we came from horse, the place
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III iv 1
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Imogen
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I false! Thy conscience witness! Iachimo,
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III iv 39
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Imogen
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Why, I must die;
And if I do not by thy hand, thou art
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III iv 70
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Imogen
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I see a man's life is a tedious one
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III vi 1
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Imogen
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Yes, sir, to Milford-Haven; which is the way?
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IV ii 363
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Cymbeline
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O rare instinct!
When shall I hear all through? This fierce abridgment
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V v 460
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