Speeches (Lines) for Perdita
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Sir, my gracious lord,
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Now Jove afford you cause!
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O, but, sir,
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O lady Fortune,
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[To POLIXENES] Sir, welcome:
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Sir, the year growing ancient,
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For I have heard it said
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So it is. |
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I'll not put
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Out, alas!
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No, like a bank for love to lie and play on;
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O Doricles,
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I'll swear for 'em. |
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Forewarn him that he use no scurrilous words in 's tunes. |
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Ay, good brother, or go about to think. |
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I cannot speak
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Even here undone!
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How often have I told you 'twould be thus!
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One of these is true:
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Your pardon, sir; for this
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Happy be you!
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I see the play so lies
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O my poor father!
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And give me leave,
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So long could I
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