Speeches (Lines) for First Servant
in "Winter's Tale"
Total: 2

1

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Leontes. Nor night nor day no rest: it is but weakness
To bear the matter thus; mere weakness. If
The cause were not in being,—part o' the cause,
She the adulteress; for the harlot king
Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank
And level of my brain, plot-proof; but she
I can hook to me: say that she were gone,
Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest
Might come to me again. Who's there?

First Servant. My lord?

2

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Leontes. How does the boy?

First Servant. He took good rest to-night;
'Tis hoped his sickness is discharged.