Henry VI, Pt. 1
Countess
Fain would mine eyes be witness with mine ears,
To give their censure of these rare reports.
II.3, 9-10
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Countess
Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me,
For in my gallery thy picture hangs;
But now the substance shall endure the like,
And I will chain these legs and arms of thine…
Talbot
I laugh to see your ladyship so fond
To think you have aught but Talbot’s shadow
Whereon to practice your severity.
Countess
Why? Art not thou the man?
Talbot
I am indeed.
Countess
Then have I substance too.
Talbot
No, no, I am but shadow of myself.
You are deceived; my substance is not here.
For what you see is but the smallest part
And least proportion of humanity.
I tell you, madam, were the whole frame here,
It is of such a spacious lofty pitch
Your roof were not sufficient to contain’t.
II.3, 35-38, 44-56
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Suffolk
As plays the sun upon the glassy stream,
Twinkling another counterfeited beam,
So seems this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes.
V.5, 18-20