Epizeuxis

Angelo
Admit no other way to save his life—
As I subscribe not that, nor any other—
But, in the loss of question, that you, his sister,
Finding yourself desired of such a person
Whose credit with the judge, or own great place,
Could fetch your brother from Metonymythe manacles
Of the binding law,
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Hero
Now, Ursula, when Beatrice doth come,
As we do trace this alley up and down,
Our talk must only be of Benedick.
When I do name him, let it be thy part
To praise him more than ever man did merit.

What fire is in mine ears?

My talk to thee must be how Benedick
Is sick in love with Beatrice.
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Claudio
Now, sister, what’s the comfort?
Isabella
Why,
As all comforts are, most good, most good indeed.Epizeuxis
Lord Angelo, having affairs to heaven,
Intends you for his swift ambassador,
Where you shall be an everlasting leiger;Metaphor
Therefore your best appointment make with speed.
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O, what a noble mind is here o’erthrown!Synecdoche
The courtier’s, soldier’s, scholar’s, eye, tongue, sword,Alliteration & Synecdoche
Th’ expectancy and rose of the fair state,Hendiadys
The glass of fashion and the mold of form,Metaphor & Isocolon
Th’ observed of all observers,
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Falstaff
Fie, this is hot weather, gentlemen. Have you
provided me here half a dozen sufficient men?
Shallow
Marry, have we, sir. Will you sit?
   They sit at a table.
Falstaff
Let me see them, I beseech you.

Thy mother’s son! Like enough, and thy
father’s shadow.
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Bastard
Search out thy wit for secret policies,
And we will make thee famous through the world.
Alanson, to Pucelle
We’ll set thy statue in some holy place
And have thee reverenced like a blessèd saint.Simile
Employ thee then, sweet virgin, for our good.

O,
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Marcus Brutus
Hear me, for I will speak.
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Shall I be frighted when a madman stares?Pysma & Hendiadys
Cassius
O ye gods, ye gods, must I endure all this?Apostrophe & Epizeuxis
Marcus Brutus
All this?
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Isabella, kneeling
Justice, O royal duke.Anapodoton Vail your regard
Upon a wronged—I would fain have said, a maid.
O worthy prince, dishonor not your eye
By throwing it on any other objectSynecdoche
Till you have heard me in my true complaint
And given me justice,
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Macbeth
What is that noise?
Seyton
It is the cry of women, my good lord.
  He exits.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time

Macbeth
I have almost forgot the taste of fears.
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