Speeches (Lines) for Lucius
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(stage directions). Enter LUCIUS Lucius. Call'd you, my lord? |
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Brutus. Get me a taper in my study, Lucius:
Lucius. I will, my lord. |
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(stage directions). Re-enter LUCIUS Lucius. The taper burneth in your closet, sir.
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Brutus. Get you to bed again; it is not day.
Lucius. I know not, sir. |
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Brutus. Look in the calendar, and bring me word. Lucius. I will, sir. |
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(stage directions). Re-enter LUCIUS Lucius. Sir, March is wasted fourteen days. |
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(stage directions). Re-enter LUCIUS Lucius. Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at the door,
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Brutus. Is he alone? Lucius. No, sir, there are moe with him. |
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Brutus. Do you know them? Lucius. No, sir; their hats are pluck'd about their ears,
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(stage directions). Re-enter LUCIUS with LIGARIUS Lucius. He is a sick man that would speak with you. |
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Portia. I prithee, boy, run to the senate-house;
Lucius. To know my errand, madam. |
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Portia. I would have had thee there, and here again,
Lucius. Madam, what should I do?
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Portia. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well,
Lucius. I hear none, madam. |
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Portia. Prithee, listen well;
Lucius. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing. |
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Brutus. Farewell, every one.
Lucius. Here in the tent. |
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Brutus. What, thou speak'st drowsily?
Lucius. Varro and Claudius! |
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(stage directions). VARRO and CLAUDIUS lie down Lucius. I was sure your lordship did not give it me. |
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Brutus. Bear with me, good boy, I am much forgetful.
Lucius. Ay, my lord, an't please you. |
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Brutus. It does, my boy:
Lucius. It is my duty, sir. |
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Brutus. I should not urge thy duty past thy might;
Lucius. I have slept, my lord, already. |
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Brutus. Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then.
Lucius. The strings, my lord, are false. |
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Brutus. He thinks he still is at his instrument.
Lucius. My lord? |
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Brutus. Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou so criedst out? Lucius. My lord, I do not know that I did cry. |
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Brutus. Yes, that thou didst: didst thou see any thing? Lucius. Nothing, my lord. |
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