Speeches (Lines) for Escalus
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My lord. |
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If any in Vienna be of worth
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Lead forth and bring you back in happiness! |
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I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave
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I'll wait upon your honour. |
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Ay, but yet
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Be it as your wisdom will. |
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[Aside] Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all!
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This comes off well; here's a wise officer. |
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How know you that? |
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How? thy wife? |
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Dost thou detest her therefore? |
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How dost thou know that, constable? |
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By the woman's means? |
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Do you hear how he misplaces? |
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Go to, go to: no matter for the dish, sir. |
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Come, you are a tedious fool: to the purpose. What
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No, sir, nor I mean it not. |
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I think no less. Good morrow to your lordship.
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Well, sir; what did this gentleman to her? |
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Ay, sir, very well. |
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Well, I do so. |
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Why, no. |
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He's in the right. Constable, what say you to it? |
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Which is the wiser here? Justice or Iniquity? Is
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If he took you a box o' the ear, you might have your
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Truly, officer, because he hath some offences in him
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Where were you born, friend? |
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Are you of fourscore pounds a year? |
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So. What trade are you of, sir? |
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Your mistress' name? |
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Hath she had any more than one husband? |
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Nine! Come hither to me, Master Froth. Master
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Well, no more of it, Master Froth: farewell.
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What else? |
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Troth, and your bum is the greatest thing about you;
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How would you live, Pompey? by being a bawd? What
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But the law will not allow it, Pompey; nor it shall
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No, Pompey. |
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There are pretty orders beginning, I can tell you:
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Thank you, good Pompey; and, in requital of your
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Come hither to me, Master Elbow; come hither, Master
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I thought, by your readiness in the office, you had
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Alas, it hath been great pains to you. They do you
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Look you bring me in the names of some six or seven,
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To my house. Fare you well.
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I pray you home to dinner with me. |
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It grieves me for the death of Claudio;
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It is but needful:
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Go; away with her to prison! |
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Double and treble admonition, and still forfeit in
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That fellow is a fellow of much licence: let him be
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Good even, good father. |
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Of whence are you? |
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What news abroad i' the world? |
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One that, above all other strifes, contended
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Rather rejoicing to see another merry, than merry at
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You have paid the heavens your function, and the
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I am going to visit the prisoner. Fare you well. |
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Every letter he hath writ hath disvouched other. |
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I guess not. |
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He shows his reason for that: to have a dispatch of
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I shall, sir. Fare you well. |
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My lord, we'll do it throughly.
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We shall entreat you to abide here till he come and
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Call that same Isabel here once again; I would speak with her.
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Say you? |
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I will go darkly to work with her. |
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Come on, mistress: here's a gentlewoman denies all
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In very good time: speak not you to him till we
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Come, sir: did you set these women on to slander
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How! know you where you are? |
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The duke's in us; and we will hear you speak:
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Why, thou unreverend and unhallow'd friar,
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Slander to the state! Away with him to prison! |
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Such a fellow is not to be talked withal. Away with
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My lord, I am more amazed at his dishonour
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I am sorry, one so learned and so wise
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