Your sword, Gisbourne.

Your saber, sir.

Put it away, I say!

Draw your sword.

Give him your sword.

It is your own sword.

You have drawn your sword.

Glycon, pick up your sword.

Pull your blade across!

Draw your blade across!

You have to wait.

Put away your blade. I believe him innocent.

Draw your sword, Josiah.

If you reach for your sword,

You want to draw your swords?

Antony, I know what he's doing. Your sword.

Did she take your sword like this?

Done, Captain. Captain Rackham, give me your sword.

Your sword can be an antidote... to givir you a cashmere coat.

There's blood on your sword, and it's fresh.

It's too late for words. Draw!

Sheathe your sword. I will not break my pledge.

Before you strike, show me his blood on your sword.

If you reprove me so, draw your sword and strike.

Strap your sword on your thigh, mighty one your splendor and your majesty.

Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.

Tybalt What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?

No blade could be more fitting for this purpose than your own.

Your sword of black metal. Nothing more.

Now, you take your position with the firing squad, you raise your sword

Draw your sword and raise that drape with it. Samson's lying over here.

Has it occurred to you to put down your sword and renounce war against these people?

Laying helpless without your sword?

Jesus therefore said to Peter, Put the sword into its sheath. The cup which the Father has given me, shall I not surely drink it?

Then said Jesus unto Peter, Put up thy sword into the sheath the cup which my Father hath given me, shall I not drink it?

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Then Jesus said to him, Put your sword back into its place, for all those who take the sword will die by the sword.

Then said Jesus unto him, Put up again thy sword into his place for all they that take the sword shall perish with the sword.

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You can lend me your sword, Rufio.

I don't claim that the ability to control the function of the nervous system will at once unravel all its mysteries.

I know the story that evil spirits born from the resentment, spite, and hatred, that lives on in your sword.

Then he called hastily to the young man his armor bearer, and said to him, Draw your sword, and kill me, that men not say of me, 'A woman killed him.' His young man thrust him through, and he died.

Samuel said, As your sword has made women childless, so your mother will be childless among women! Samuel cut Agag in pieces before Yahweh in Gilgal.

Then he called hastily unto the young man his armourbearer, and said unto him, Draw thy sword, and slay me, that men say not of me, A woman slew him. And his young man thrust him through, and he died.