Speeches (Lines) for Panthino
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'Twas of his nephew Proteus, your son. |
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He wonder'd that your lordship
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I think your lordship is not ignorant
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'Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither:
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To-morrow, may it please you, Don Alphonso,
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Sir Proteus, your father calls for you:
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Sir Proteus, you are stay'd for. |
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Launce, away, away, aboard! thy master is shipped
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What's the unkindest tide? |
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10 |
Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood, and, in
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Where should I lose my tongue? |
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12 |
In thy tail! |
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Come, come away, man; I was sent to call thee. |
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14 |
Wilt thou go? |
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