Speeches (Lines) for Camillo
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I think, this coming summer, the King of Sicilia
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Beseech you,— |
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You pay a great deal too dear for what's given freely. |
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Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia.
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I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it
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Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should
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Ay, my good lord. |
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You had much ado to make his anchor hold:
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He would not stay at your petitions: made
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At the good queen's entreaty. |
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Business, my lord! I think most understand
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Stays here longer. |
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To satisfy your highness and the entreaties
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Be it forbid, my lord! |
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My gracious lord,
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I would not be a stander-by to hear
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Good my lord, be cured
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No, no, my lord. |
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Who does infect her? |
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Sir, my lord,
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I must believe you, sir:
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My lord,
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I'll do't, my lord. |
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O miserable lady! But, for me,
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Hail, most royal sir! |
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None rare, my lord. |
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I dare not know, my lord. |
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There is a sickness
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I may not answer. |
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Sir, I will tell you;
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I am appointed him to murder you. |
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By the king. |
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He thinks, nay, with all confidence he swears,
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Swear his thought over
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I know not: but I am sure 'tis safer to
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It is in mine authority to command
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It is fifteen years since I saw my country: though
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Sir, it is three days since I saw the prince. What
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I have heard, sir, of such a man, who hath a
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I willingly obey your command. |
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I should leave grazing, were I of your flock,
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He tells her something
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This shows a sound affection. |
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Why, how now, father!
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Gracious my lord,
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Even he, my lord. |
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Be advised. |
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This is desperate, sir. |
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O my lord!
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He's irremoveable,
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Sir, I think
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Well, my lord,
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Have you thought on
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Then list to me:
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Sent by the king your father
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A cause more promising
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Yea, say you so?
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I cannot say 'tis pity
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My lord,
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Nay, but my letters, by this means being there
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Shall satisfy your father. |
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Who have we here?
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How now, good fellow! why shakest thou so? Fear
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Why, be so still; here's nobody will steal that from
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Nay, prithee, dispatch: the gentleman is half
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Unbuckle, unbuckle.
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No remedy.
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Nay, you shall have no hat.
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[Aside] What I do next, shall be to tell the king
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The swifter speed the better. |
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My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on,
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She hangs about his neck:
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