Speeches (Lines) for Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)
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Speak thou for me and tell them what I did. |
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Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head. |
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Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house. |
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You are old enough now, and yet, methinks, you lose.
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Sound drums and trumpets, and the king will fly. |
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Brother, though I be youngest, give me leave. |
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About that which concerns your grace and us;
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Your right depends not on his life or death. |
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No; God forbid your grace should be forsworn. |
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I'll prove the contrary, if you'll hear me speak. |
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An oath is of no moment, being not took
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Ay, with five hundred, father, for a need:
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I cannot joy, until I be resolved
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Three glorious suns, each one a perfect sun;
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Nay, bear three daughters: by your leave I speak it,
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Say how he died, for I will hear it all. |
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I cannot weep; for all my body's moisture
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Nay, if thou be that princely eagle's bird,
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Great Lord of Warwick, if we should recount
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'Twas odds, belike, when valiant Warwick fled:
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I know it well, Lord Warwick; blame me not:
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Ay, now methinks I hear great Warwick speak:
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Then, Clifford, were thy heart as hard as steel,
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Are you there, butcher? O, I cannot speak! |
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'Twas you that kill'd young Rutland, was it not? |
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For God's sake, lords, give signal to the fight. |
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Northumberland, I hold thee reverently.
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Ay, like a dastard and a treacherous coward,
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Then, executioner, unsheathe thy sword:
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Whoever got thee, there thy mother stands;
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Iron of Naples hid with English gilt,
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Ah, Warwick, why hast thou withdrawn thyself?
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Brother, give me thy hand; and, gentle Warwick,
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Now, Clifford, I have singled thee alone:
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Nay Warwick, single out some other chase;
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A deadly groan, like life and death's departing. |
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Revoke that doom of mercy, for 'tis Clifford;
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O, would he did! and so perhaps he doth:
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Clifford, ask mercy and obtain no grace. |
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Thou didst love York, and I am son to York. |
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What, not an oath? nay, then the world goes hard
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Let me be Duke of Clarence, George of Gloucester;
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Your highness shall do well to grant her suit;
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44 |
[Aside to CLARENCE] Yea, is it so?
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[Aside to CLARENCE] Silence! |
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[Aside to CLARENCE] Ay, widow? then I'll warrant
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[Aside to CLARENCE] God forbid that! for he'll
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[Aside to CLARENCE] Nay, whip me then: he'll rather
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[Aside to CLARENCE] You shall have four, if you'll
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[Aside to CLARENCE] Ay, good leave have you; for
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[Aside to CLARENCE] He plies her hard; and much rain
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[Aside to CLARENCE] The match is made; she seals it
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[Aside to CLARENCE] The widow likes him not, she
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[Aside to CLARENCE] The ghostly father now hath done
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The widow likes it not, for she looks very sad. |
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That would be ten days' wonder at the least. |
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By so much is the wonder in extremes. |
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Ay, Edward will use women honourably.
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Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think you
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And his well-chosen bride. |
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And shall have your will, because our king:
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Not I:
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And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge,
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And yet methinks your grace hath not done well,
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[Aside] I hear, yet say not much, but think the more. |
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[Aside] Not I:
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Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you. |
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Now, my Lord Hastings and Sir William Stanley,
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Brother, the time and case requireth haste:
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Well guess'd, believe me; for that was my meaning. |
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But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk. |
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Come then, away; let's ha' no more ado. |
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The gates made fast! Brother, I like not this;
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[Aside] But when the fox hath once got in his nose,
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A wise stout captain, and soon persuaded! |
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Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery,
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Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice points? |
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And fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns.
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Away betimes, before his forces join,
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See how the surly Warwick mans the wall! |
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I thought, at least, he would have said the king;
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Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give:
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Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast,
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Come, Warwick, take the time; kneel down, kneel down:
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The gates are open, let us enter too. |
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Thou and thy brother both shall buy this treason
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Two of thy name, both Dukes of Somerset,
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Welcome, good Clarence; this is brotherlike. |
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The queen is valued thirty thousand strong,
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It is: and lo, where youthful Edward comes! |
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That you might still have worn the petticoat,
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By heaven, brat, I'll plague ye for that word. |
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For God's sake, take away this captive scold. |
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Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy agony. |
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Marry, and shall. |
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Why should she live, to fill the world with words? |
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Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother;
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The Tower, the Tower. |
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Good day, my lord. What, at your book so hard? |
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Sirrah, leave us to ourselves: we must confer. |
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Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;
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Why, what a peevish fool was that of Crete,
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Think'st thou I am an executioner? |
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Thy son I kill'd for his presumption. |
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I'll hear no more: die, prophet in thy speech:
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What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster
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[Aside] I'll blast his harvest, if your head were laid;
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And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st,
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