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Speeches (Lines) for Ophelia
in "Hamlet"

Total: 58

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

I,3,486

Do you doubt that?

2

I,3,493

No more but so?

3

I,3,529

I shall th' effect of this good lesson keep
As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,...

4

I,3,572

'Tis in my memory lock'd,
And you yourself shall keep the key of it.

5

I,3,576

So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet.

6

I,3,586

He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders
Of his affection to me.

7

I,3,591

I do not know, my lord, what I should think,

8

I,3,597

My lord, he hath importun'd me with love
In honourable fashion.

9

I,3,600

And hath given countenance to his speech, my lord,
With almost all the holy vows of heaven.

10

I,3,623

I shall obey, my lord.

11

II,1,1032

O my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted!

12

II,1,1034

My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,
Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbrac'd,...

13

II,1,1043

My lord, I do not know,
But truly I do fear it.

14

II,1,1046

He took me by the wrist and held me hard;
Then goes he to the length of all his arm,...

15

II,1,1067

No, my good lord; but, as you did command,
I did repel his letters and denied...

16

III,1,1731

Madam, I wish it may.

17

III,1,1784

Good my lord,
How does your honour for this many a day?

18

III,1,1787

My lord, I have remembrances of yours
That I have longed long to re-deliver....

19

III,1,1792

My honour'd lord, you know right well you did,
And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd...

20

III,1,1799

My lord?

21

III,1,1801

What means your lordship?

22

III,1,1804

Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?

23

III,1,1809

Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.

24

III,1,1813

I was the more deceived.

25

III,1,1823

At home, my lord.

26

III,1,1826

O, help him, you sweet heavens!

27

III,1,1833

O heavenly powers, restore him!

28

III,1,1841

O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye, tongue, sword,...

29

III,2,1994

No, my lord.

30

III,2,1996

Ay, my lord.

31

III,2,1998

I think nothing, my lord.

32

III,2,2000

What is, my lord?

33

III,2,2002

You are merry, my lord.

34

III,2,2004

Ay, my lord.

35

III,2,2008

Nay 'tis twice two months, my lord.

36

III,2,2029

What means this, my lord?

37

III,2,2031

Belike this show imports the argument of the play.

38

III,2,2035

Will he tell us what this show meant?

39

III,2,2038

You are naught, you are naught! I'll mark the play.
Pro. For us, and for our tragedy,...

40

III,2,2043

'Tis brief, my lord.

41

III,2,2138

You are as good as a chorus, my lord.

42

III,2,2141

You are keen, my lord, you are keen.

43

III,2,2143

Still better, and worse.

44

III,2,2152

The King rises.

45

IV,5,2880

Where is the beauteous Majesty of Denmark?

46

IV,5,2882

[sings]
How should I your true-love know...

47

IV,5,2888

Say you? Nay, pray You mark.
(Sings) He is dead and gone, lady,...

48

IV,5,2895

Pray you mark.
(Sings) White his shroud as the mountain snow-

49

IV,5,2899

[Sings]
Larded all with sweet flowers;...

50

IV,5,2904

Well, God dild you! They say the owl was a baker's daughter.
Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be. God be at...

51

IV,5,2908

Pray let's have no words of this; but when they ask, you what
it means, say you this:...

52

IV,5,2919

Indeed, la, without an oath, I'll make an end on't!
[Sings] By Gis and by Saint Charity,...

53

IV,5,2930

I hope all will be well. We must be patient; but I cannot
choose but weep to think they would lay him i' th' cold ground....

54

IV,5,3042

[sings]
They bore him barefac'd on the bier...

55

IV,5,3049

You must sing 'A-down a-down, and you call him a-down-a.' O,
how the wheel becomes it! It is the false steward, that stole his...

56

IV,5,3053

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love,
remember. And there is pansies, that's for thoughts.

57

IV,5,3056

There's fennel for you, and columbines. There's rue for you,
and here's some for me. We may call it herb of grace o' Sundays....

58

IV,5,3064

[sings]
And will he not come again?...

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