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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.

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Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet

 Flock to the rebels, and their power grows strong. If we be conquered, let men conquer us, Might, by the sovereign power you have of us, A greater power than we can contradict Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should And part in just proportion our small power.-- And yet I would not sleep:--merciful powers, Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth, The last was I that felt thy tyranny: A bloody tyrant and a homicide; What does the tyrant? Giving to you no further personal power 
  • Come, go we to the king; our power is ready;
 Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror; And part in just proportion our small power.-- But you have power in me as in a kinsman. Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! The power of man, for none of woman born