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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
BARNARDINE: [/INST]
POMPEY:
Your friends, sir; the hangman. You must be so
good, sir, to rise and be put to death. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
POMPEY:
Your friends, sir; the hangman. You must be so
good, sir, to rise and be put to death. [/INST]
BARNARDINE: </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
BARNARDINE: [/INST]
ABHORSON:
Tell him he must awake, and that quickly too. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ABHORSON:
Tell him he must awake, and that quickly too. [/INST]
POMPEY:
Pray, Master Barnardine, awake till you are
executed, and sleep afterwards. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
POMPEY:
Pray, Master Barnardine, awake till you are
executed, and sleep afterwards. [/INST]
ABHORSON:
Go in to him, and fetch him out. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ABHORSON:
Go in to him, and fetch him out. [/INST]
POMPEY:
He is coming, sir, he is coming; I hear his straw rustle. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
POMPEY:
He is coming, sir, he is coming; I hear his straw rustle. [/INST]
ABHORSON:
Is the axe upon the block, sirrah? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ABHORSON:
Is the axe upon the block, sirrah? [/INST]
POMPEY:
Very ready, sir. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
POMPEY:
Very ready, sir. [/INST]
BARNARDINE:
How now, Abhorson? what's the news with you? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
BARNARDINE:
How now, Abhorson? what's the news with you? [/INST]
ABHORSON:
Truly, sir, I would desire you to clap into your
prayers; for, look you, the warrant's come. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ABHORSON:
Truly, sir, I would desire you to clap into your
prayers; for, look you, the warrant's come. [/INST]
BARNARDINE:
You rogue, I have been drinking all night; I am not
fitted for 't. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
BARNARDINE:
You rogue, I have been drinking all night; I am not
fitted for 't. [/INST]
POMPEY:
O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all night,
and is hanged betimes in the morning, may sleep the
sounder all the next day. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
POMPEY:
O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all night,
and is hanged betimes in the morning, may sleep the
sounder all the next day. [/INST]
ABHORSON:
Look you, sir; here comes your ghostly father: do
we jest now, think you? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ABHORSON:
Look you, sir; here comes your ghostly father: do
we jest now, think you? [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing how hastily
you are to depart, I am come to advise you, comfort
you and pray with you. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing how hastily
you are to depart, I am come to advise you, comfort
you and pray with you. [/INST]
BARNARDINE:
Friar, not I I have been drinking hard all night,
and I will have more time to prepare me, or they
shall beat out my brains with billets: I will not
consent to die this day, that's certain. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
BARNARDINE:
Friar, not I I have been drinking hard all night,
and I will have more time to prepare me, or they
shall beat out my brains with billets: I will not
consent to die this day, that's certain. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
O, sir, you must: and therefore I beseech you
Look forward on the journey you shall go. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
O, sir, you must: and therefore I beseech you
Look forward on the journey you shall go. [/INST]
BARNARDINE:
I swear I will not die to-day for any man's
persuasion. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
BARNARDINE:
I swear I will not die to-day for any man's
persuasion. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
But hear you. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
But hear you. [/INST]
BARNARDINE:
Not a word: if you have any thing to say to me,
come to my ward; for thence will not I to-day. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
BARNARDINE:
Not a word: if you have any thing to say to me,
come to my ward; for thence will not I to-day. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Unfit to live or die: O gravel heart!
After him, fellows; bring him to the block. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Unfit to live or die: O gravel heart!
After him, fellows; bring him to the block. [/INST]
Provost:
Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
Provost:
Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner? [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
A creature unprepared, unmeet for death;
And to transport him in the mind he is
Were damnable. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
A creature unprepared, unmeet for death;
And to transport him in the mind he is
Were damnable. [/INST]
Provost:
Here in the prison, father,
There died this morning of a cruel fever
One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate,
A man of Claudio's years; his beard and head
Just of his colour. What if we do omit
This reprobate till he were well inclined;
And satisfy the deputy with the visage
Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
Provost:
Here in the prison, father,
There died this morning of a cruel fever
One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate,
A man of Claudio's years; his beard and head
Just of his colour. What if we do omit
This reprobate till he were well inclined;
And satisfy the deputy with the visage
Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio? [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
O, 'tis an accident that heaven provides!
Dispatch it presently; the hour draws on
Prefix'd by Angelo: see this be done,
And sent according to command; whiles I
Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
O, 'tis an accident that heaven provides!
Dispatch it presently; the hour draws on
Prefix'd by Angelo: see this be done,
And sent according to command; whiles I
Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die. [/INST]
Provost:
This shall be done, good father, presently.
But Barnardine must die this afternoon:
And how shall we continue Claudio,
To save me from the danger that might come
If he were known alive? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
Provost:
This shall be done, good father, presently.
But Barnardine must die this afternoon:
And how shall we continue Claudio,
To save me from the danger that might come
If he were known alive? [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Let this be done.
Put them in secret holds, both Barnardine and Claudio:
Ere twice the sun hath made his journal greeting
To the under generation, you shall find
Your safety manifested. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Let this be done.
Put them in secret holds, both Barnardine and Claudio:
Ere twice the sun hath made his journal greeting
To the under generation, you shall find
Your safety manifested. [/INST]
Provost:
I am your free dependant. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
Provost:
I am your free dependant. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Quick, dispatch, and send the head to Angelo.
Now will I write letters to Angelo,--
The provost, he shall bear them, whose contents
Shall witness to him I am near at home,
And that, by great injunctions, I am bound
To enter publicly: him I'll desire
To meet me at the consecrated fount
A league below the city; and from thence,
By cold gradation and well-balanced form,
We shall proceed with Angelo. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Quick, dispatch, and send the head to Angelo.
Now will I write letters to Angelo,--
The provost, he shall bear them, whose contents
Shall witness to him I am near at home,
And that, by great injunctions, I am bound
To enter publicly: him I'll desire
To meet me at the consecrated fount
A league below the city; and from thence,
By cold gradation and well-balanced form,
We shall proceed with Angelo. [/INST]
Provost:
Here is the head; I'll carry it myself. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
Provost:
Here is the head; I'll carry it myself. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Convenient is it. Make a swift return;
For I would commune with you of such things
That want no ear but yours. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Convenient is it. Make a swift return;
For I would commune with you of such things
That want no ear but yours. [/INST]
Provost:
I'll make all speed. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
Provost:
I'll make all speed. [/INST]
ISABELLA: </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA: [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
The tongue of Isabel. She's come to know
If yet her brother's pardon be come hither:
But I will keep her ignorant of her good,
To make her heavenly comforts of despair,
When it is least expected. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
The tongue of Isabel. She's come to know
If yet her brother's pardon be come hither:
But I will keep her ignorant of her good,
To make her heavenly comforts of despair,
When it is least expected. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
Ho, by your leave! </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
Ho, by your leave! [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
The better, given me by so holy a man.
Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
The better, given me by so holy a man.
Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon? [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
He hath released him, Isabel, from the world:
His head is off and sent to Angelo. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
He hath released him, Isabel, from the world:
His head is off and sent to Angelo. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
Nay, but it is not so. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
Nay, but it is not so. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
It is no other: show your wisdom, daughter,
In your close patience. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
It is no other: show your wisdom, daughter,
In your close patience. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
O, I will to him and pluck out his eyes! </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
O, I will to him and pluck out his eyes! [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
You shall not be admitted to his sight. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
You shall not be admitted to his sight. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
Unhappy Claudio! wretched Isabel!
Injurious world! most damned Angelo! </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
Unhappy Claudio! wretched Isabel!
Injurious world! most damned Angelo! [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
This nor hurts him nor profits you a jot;
Forbear it therefore; give your cause to heaven.
Mark what I say, which you shall find
By every syllable a faithful verity:
The duke comes home to-morrow; nay, dry your eyes;
One of our convent, and his confessor,
Gives me this instance: already he hath carried
Notice to Escalus and Angelo,
Who do prepare to meet him at the gates,
There to give up their power. If you can, pace your wisdom
In that good path that I would wish it go,
And you shall have your bosom on this wretch,
Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart,
And general honour. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
This nor hurts him nor profits you a jot;
Forbear it therefore; give your cause to heaven.
Mark what I say, which you shall find
By every syllable a faithful verity:
The duke comes home to-morrow; nay, dry your eyes;
One of our convent, and his confessor,
Gives me this instance: already he hath carried
Notice to Escalus and Angelo,
Who do prepare to meet him at the gates,
There to give up their power. If you can, pace your wisdom
In that good path that I would wish it go,
And you shall have your bosom on this wretch,
Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart,
And general honour. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
I am directed by you. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
I am directed by you. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
This letter, then, to Friar Peter give;
'Tis that he sent me of the duke's return:
Say, by this token, I desire his company
At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause and yours
I'll perfect him withal, and he shall bring you
Before the duke, and to the head of Angelo
Accuse him home and home. For my poor self,
I am combined by a sacred vow
And shall be absent. Wend you with this letter:
Command these fretting waters from your eyes
With a light heart; trust not my holy order,
If I pervert your course. Who's here? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
This letter, then, to Friar Peter give;
'Tis that he sent me of the duke's return:
Say, by this token, I desire his company
At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause and yours
I'll perfect him withal, and he shall bring you
Before the duke, and to the head of Angelo
Accuse him home and home. For my poor self,
I am combined by a sacred vow
And shall be absent. Wend you with this letter:
Command these fretting waters from your eyes
With a light heart; trust not my holy order,
If I pervert your course. Who's here? [/INST]
LUCIO:
Good even. Friar, where's the provost? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
LUCIO:
Good even. Friar, where's the provost? [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Not within, sir. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Not within, sir. [/INST]
LUCIO:
O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart to see
thine eyes so red: thou must be patient. I am fain
to dine and sup with water and bran; I dare not for
my head fill my belly; one fruitful meal would set
me to 't. But they say the duke will be here
to-morrow. By my troth, Isabel, I loved thy brother:
if the old fantastical duke of dark corners had been
at home, he had lived. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
LUCIO:
O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart to see
thine eyes so red: thou must be patient. I am fain
to dine and sup with water and bran; I dare not for
my head fill my belly; one fruitful meal would set
me to 't. But they say the duke will be here
to-morrow. By my troth, Isabel, I loved thy brother:
if the old fantastical duke of dark corners had been
at home, he had lived. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholding to your
reports; but the best is, he lives not in them. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholding to your
reports; but the best is, he lives not in them. [/INST]
LUCIO:
Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do:
he's a better woodman than thou takest him for. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
LUCIO:
Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do:
he's a better woodman than thou takest him for. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare ye well. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare ye well. [/INST]
LUCIO:
Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee
I can tell thee pretty tales of the duke. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
LUCIO:
Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee
I can tell thee pretty tales of the duke. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
You have told me too many of him already, sir, if
they be true; if not true, none were enough. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
You have told me too many of him already, sir, if
they be true; if not true, none were enough. [/INST]
LUCIO:
I was once before him for getting a wench with child. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
LUCIO:
I was once before him for getting a wench with child. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Did you such a thing? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Did you such a thing? [/INST]
LUCIO:
Yes, marry, did I but I was fain to forswear it;
they would else have married me to the rotten medlar. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
LUCIO:
Yes, marry, did I but I was fain to forswear it;
they would else have married me to the rotten medlar. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Sir, your company is fairer than honest. Rest you well. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Sir, your company is fairer than honest. Rest you well. [/INST]
LUCIO:
By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end:
if bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of
it. Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr; I shall stick. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
LUCIO:
By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end:
if bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of
it. Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr; I shall stick. [/INST]
ESCALUS:
Every letter he hath writ hath disvouched other. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ESCALUS:
Every letter he hath writ hath disvouched other. [/INST]
ANGELO:
In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions
show much like to madness: pray heaven his wisdom be
not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and
redeliver our authorities there </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ANGELO:
In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions
show much like to madness: pray heaven his wisdom be
not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and
redeliver our authorities there [/INST]
ESCALUS:
I guess not. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ESCALUS:
I guess not. [/INST]
ANGELO:
And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his
entering, that if any crave redress of injustice,
they should exhibit their petitions in the street? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ANGELO:
And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his
entering, that if any crave redress of injustice,
they should exhibit their petitions in the street? [/INST]
ESCALUS:
He shows his reason for that: to have a dispatch of
complaints, and to deliver us from devices
hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand
against us. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ESCALUS:
He shows his reason for that: to have a dispatch of
complaints, and to deliver us from devices
hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand
against us. [/INST]
ANGELO:
Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaimed betimes
i' the morn; I'll call you at your house: give
notice to such men of sort and suit as are to meet
him. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ANGELO:
Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaimed betimes
i' the morn; I'll call you at your house: give
notice to such men of sort and suit as are to meet
him. [/INST]
ESCALUS:
I shall, sir. Fare you well. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ESCALUS:
I shall, sir. Fare you well. [/INST]
ANGELO:
Good night.
This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant
And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!
And by an eminent body that enforced
The law against it! But that her tender shame
Will not proclaim against her maiden loss,
How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares her no;
For my authority bears of a credent bulk,
That no particular scandal once can touch
But it confounds the breather. He should have lived,
Save that riotous youth, with dangerous sense,
Might in the times to come have ta'en revenge,
By so receiving a dishonour'd life
With ransom of such shame. Would yet he had lived!
A lack, when once our grace we have forgot,
Nothing goes right: we would, and we would not. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ANGELO:
Good night.
This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant
And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!
And by an eminent body that enforced
The law against it! But that her tender shame
Will not proclaim against her maiden loss,
How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares her no;
For my authority bears of a credent bulk,
That no particular scandal once can touch
But it confounds the breather. He should have lived,
Save that riotous youth, with dangerous sense,
Might in the times to come have ta'en revenge,
By so receiving a dishonour'd life
With ransom of such shame. Would yet he had lived!
A lack, when once our grace we have forgot,
Nothing goes right: we would, and we would not. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
These letters at fit time deliver me
The provost knows our purpose and our plot.
The matter being afoot, keep your instruction,
And hold you ever to our special drift;
Though sometimes you do blench from this to that,
As cause doth minister. Go call at Flavius' house,
And tell him where I stay: give the like notice
To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus,
And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate;
But send me Flavius first. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
These letters at fit time deliver me
The provost knows our purpose and our plot.
The matter being afoot, keep your instruction,
And hold you ever to our special drift;
Though sometimes you do blench from this to that,
As cause doth minister. Go call at Flavius' house,
And tell him where I stay: give the like notice
To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus,
And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate;
But send me Flavius first. [/INST]
FRIAR PETER:
It shall be speeded well. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
FRIAR PETER:
It shall be speeded well. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good haste:
Come, we will walk. There's other of our friends
Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good haste:
Come, we will walk. There's other of our friends
Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
To speak so indirectly I am loath:
I would say the truth; but to accuse him so,
That is your part: yet I am advised to do it;
He says, to veil full purpose. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
To speak so indirectly I am loath:
I would say the truth; but to accuse him so,
That is your part: yet I am advised to do it;
He says, to veil full purpose. [/INST]
MARIANA:
Be ruled by him. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
MARIANA:
Be ruled by him. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
Besides, he tells me that, if peradventure
He speak against me on the adverse side,
I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physic
That's bitter to sweet end. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
Besides, he tells me that, if peradventure
He speak against me on the adverse side,
I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physic
That's bitter to sweet end. [/INST]
MARIANA:
I would Friar Peter-- </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
MARIANA:
I would Friar Peter-- [/INST]
ISABELLA:
O, peace! the friar is come. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
O, peace! the friar is come. [/INST]
FRIAR PETER:
Come, I have found you out a stand most fit,
Where you may have such vantage on the duke,
He shall not pass you. Twice have the trumpets sounded;
The generous and gravest citizens
Have hent the gates, and very near upon
The duke is entering: therefore, hence, away! </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
FRIAR PETER:
Come, I have found you out a stand most fit,
Where you may have such vantage on the duke,
He shall not pass you. Twice have the trumpets sounded;
The generous and gravest citizens
Have hent the gates, and very near upon
The duke is entering: therefore, hence, away! [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
My very worthy cousin, fairly met!
Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
My very worthy cousin, fairly met!
Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you. [/INST]
ANGELO:
Happy return be to your royal grace! </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ANGELO:
Happy return be to your royal grace! [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Many and hearty thankings to you both.
We have made inquiry of you; and we hear
Such goodness of your justice, that our soul
Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks,
Forerunning more requital. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Many and hearty thankings to you both.
We have made inquiry of you; and we hear
Such goodness of your justice, that our soul
Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks,
Forerunning more requital. [/INST]
ANGELO:
You make my bonds still greater. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ANGELO:
You make my bonds still greater. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it,
To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,
When it deserves, with characters of brass,
A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time
And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand,
And let the subject see, to make them know
That outward courtesies would fain proclaim
Favours that keep within. Come, Escalus,
You must walk by us on our other hand;
And good supporters are you. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it,
To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,
When it deserves, with characters of brass,
A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time
And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand,
And let the subject see, to make them know
That outward courtesies would fain proclaim
Favours that keep within. Come, Escalus,
You must walk by us on our other hand;
And good supporters are you. [/INST]
FRIAR PETER:
Now is your time: speak loud and kneel before him. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
FRIAR PETER:
Now is your time: speak loud and kneel before him. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard
Upon a wrong'd, I would fain have said, a maid!
O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye
By throwing it on any other object
Till you have heard me in my true complaint
And given me justice, justice, justice, justice! </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard
Upon a wrong'd, I would fain have said, a maid!
O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye
By throwing it on any other object
Till you have heard me in my true complaint
And given me justice, justice, justice, justice! [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Relate your wrongs; in what? by whom? be brief.
Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice:
Reveal yourself to him. </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Relate your wrongs; in what? by whom? be brief.
Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice:
Reveal yourself to him. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
O worthy duke,
You bid me seek redemption of the devil:
Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak
Must either punish me, not being believed,
Or wring redress from you. Hear me, O hear me, here! </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
O worthy duke,
You bid me seek redemption of the devil:
Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak
Must either punish me, not being believed,
Or wring redress from you. Hear me, O hear me, here! [/INST]
ANGELO:
My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm:
She hath been a suitor to me for her brother
Cut off by course of justice,-- </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ANGELO:
My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm:
She hath been a suitor to me for her brother
Cut off by course of justice,-- [/INST]
ISABELLA:
By course of justice! </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
By course of justice! [/INST]
ANGELO:
And she will speak most bitterly and strange. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ANGELO:
And she will speak most bitterly and strange. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
Most strange, but yet most truly, will I speak:
That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?
That Angelo's a murderer; is 't not strange?
That Angelo is an adulterous thief,
An hypocrite, a virgin-violator;
Is it not strange and strange? </s>
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<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
Most strange, but yet most truly, will I speak:
That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?
That Angelo's a murderer; is 't not strange?
That Angelo is an adulterous thief,
An hypocrite, a virgin-violator;
Is it not strange and strange? [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Nay, it is ten times strange. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Nay, it is ten times strange. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
It is not truer he is Angelo
Than this is all as true as it is strange:
Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth
To the end of reckoning. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
It is not truer he is Angelo
Than this is all as true as it is strange:
Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth
To the end of reckoning. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Away with her! Poor soul,
She speaks this in the infirmity of sense. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Away with her! Poor soul,
She speaks this in the infirmity of sense. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believest
There is another comfort than this world,
That thou neglect me not, with that opinion
That I am touch'd with madness! Make not impossible
That which but seems unlike: '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; believe it, royal prince:
If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more,
Had I more name for badness. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believest
There is another comfort than this world,
That thou neglect me not, with that opinion
That I am touch'd with madness! Make not impossible
That which but seems unlike: '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; believe it, royal prince:
If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more,
Had I more name for badness. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
By mine honesty,
If she be mad,--as I believe no other,--
Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense,
Such a dependency of thing on thing,
As e'er I heard in madness. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
By mine honesty,
If she be mad,--as I believe no other,--
Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense,
Such a dependency of thing on thing,
As e'er I heard in madness. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
O gracious duke,
Harp not on that, nor do not banish reason
For inequality; but let your reason serve
To make the truth appear where it seems hid,
And hide the false seems true. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
O gracious duke,
Harp not on that, nor do not banish reason
For inequality; but let your reason serve
To make the truth appear where it seems hid,
And hide the false seems true. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Many that are not mad
Have, sure, more lack of reason. What would you say? </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
Many that are not mad
Have, sure, more lack of reason. What would you say? [/INST]
ISABELLA:
I am the sister of one Claudio,
Condemn'd upon the act of fornication
To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo:
I, in probation of a sisterhood,
Was sent to by my brother; one Lucio
As then the messenger,-- </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
I am the sister of one Claudio,
Condemn'd upon the act of fornication
To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo:
I, in probation of a sisterhood,
Was sent to by my brother; one Lucio
As then the messenger,-- [/INST]
LUCIO:
That's I, an't like your grace:
I came to her from Claudio, and desired her
To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo
For her poor brother's pardon. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
LUCIO:
That's I, an't like your grace:
I came to her from Claudio, and desired her
To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo
For her poor brother's pardon. [/INST]
ISABELLA:
That's he indeed. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
ISABELLA:
That's he indeed. [/INST]
DUKE VINCENTIO:
You were not bid to speak. </s>
|
<s>[INST] <<SYS>>
You are William Shakespeare. Complete the following dialogue:
<</SYS>>>
DUKE VINCENTIO:
You were not bid to speak. [/INST]
LUCIO:
No, my good lord;
Nor wish'd to hold my peace. </s>
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