Speeches (Lines) for Duke of Cornwall
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(stage directions). Enter Cornwall, Regan, and Attendants. Duke of Cornwall. How now, my noble friend? Since I came hither
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Regan. No marvel then though he were ill affected.
Duke of Cornwall. Nor I, assure thee, Regan.
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Earl of Gloucester. He did bewray his practice, and receiv'd
Duke of Cornwall. Is he pursued? |
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Earl of Gloucester. Ay, my good lord. Duke of Cornwall. If he be taken, he shall never more
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Earl of Gloucester. For him I thank your Grace. Duke of Cornwall. You know not why we came to visit you- |
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Earl of Gloucester. Weapons? arms? What's the matter here? Duke of Cornwall. Keep peace, upon your lives!
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Regan. The messengers from our sister and the King Duke of Cornwall. What is your difference? Speak. |
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Earl of Kent. No marvel, you have so bestirr'd your valour. You cowardly
Duke of Cornwall. Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor make a man? |
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Earl of Kent. Ay, a tailor, sir. A stonecutter or a painter could not have
Duke of Cornwall. Speak yet, how grew your quarrel? |
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Earl of Kent. Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter! My lord, if
Duke of Cornwall. Peace, sirrah!
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Earl of Kent. Yes, sir, but anger hath a privilege. Duke of Cornwall. Why art thou angry? |
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Earl of Kent. That such a slave as this should wear a sword,
Duke of Cornwall. What, art thou mad, old fellow? |
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Earl of Kent. No contraries hold more antipathy
Duke of Cornwall. Why dost thou call him knave? What is his fault? |
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Earl of Kent. His countenance likes me not. Duke of Cornwall. No more perchance does mine, or his, or hers. |
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Earl of Kent. Sir, 'tis my occupation to be plain.
Duke of Cornwall. This is some fellow
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Earl of Kent. Sir, in good faith, in sincere verity,
Duke of Cornwall. What mean'st by this? |
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Earl of Kent. To go out of my dialect, which you discommend so much. I
Duke of Cornwall. What was th' offence you gave him? |
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Earl of Kent. None of these rogues and cowards
Duke of Cornwall. Fetch forth the stocks!
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Earl of Kent. Sir, I am too old to learn.
Duke of Cornwall. Fetch forth the stocks! As I have life and honour,
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Regan. Sir, being his knave, I will. Duke of Cornwall. This is a fellow of the selfsame colour
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Earl of Gloucester. Let me beseech your Grace not to do so.
Duke of Cornwall. I'll answer that. |
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Lear. Good morrow to you both. Duke of Cornwall. Hail to your Grace! |
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Lear. [rises] Never, Regan!
Duke of Cornwall. Fie, sir, fie! |
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Lear. Who put my man i' th' stocks? Duke of Cornwall. What trumpet's that? |
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Lear. This is a slave, whose easy-borrowed pride
Duke of Cornwall. What means your Grace? |
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Lear. O sides, you are too tough!
Duke of Cornwall. I set him there, sir; but his own disorders
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(stage directions). Exeunt Lear, Gloucester, Kent, and Fool. Storm and tempest. Duke of Cornwall. Let us withdraw; 'twill be a storm. |
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Goneril. So am I purpos'd.
Duke of Cornwall. Followed the old man forth.
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Earl of Gloucester. The King is in high rage. Duke of Cornwall. Whither is he going? |
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Earl of Gloucester. He calls to horse, but will I know not whither. Duke of Cornwall. 'Tis best to give him way; he leads himself. |
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Regan. O, sir, to wilful men
Duke of Cornwall. Shut up your doors, my lord: 'tis a wild night.
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(stage directions). Enter Cornwall and Edmund. Duke of Cornwall. I will have my revenge ere I depart his house. |
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Edmund. How, my lord, I may be censured, that nature thus gives way to
Duke of Cornwall. I now perceive it was not altogether your brother's evil
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Edmund. How malicious is my fortune that I must repent to be just!
Duke of Cornwall. Go with me to the Duchess. |
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Edmund. If the matter of this paper be certain, you have mighty
Duke of Cornwall. True or false, it hath made thee Earl of Gloucester.
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Edmund. [aside] If I find him comforting the King, it will stuff his
Duke of Cornwall. I will lay trust upon thee, and thou shalt find a dearer
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(stage directions). Enter Cornwall, Regan, Goneril, [Edmund the] Bastard, and Servants. Duke of Cornwall. [to Goneril] Post speedily to my lord your husband, show him
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Goneril. Pluck out his eyes. Duke of Cornwall. Leave him to my displeasure. Edmund, keep you our sister
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Oswald. My Lord of Gloucester hath convey'd him hence.
Duke of Cornwall. Get horses for your mistress. |
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Goneril. Farewell, sweet lord, and sister. Duke of Cornwall. Edmund, farewell. [Exeunt Goneril, Edmund, and Oswald.]
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Regan. Ingrateful fox! 'tis he. Duke of Cornwall. Bind fast his corky arms. |
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Earl of Gloucester. What mean, your Graces? Good my friends, consider
Duke of Cornwall. Bind him, I say. |
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Earl of Gloucester. Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none. Duke of Cornwall. To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find- |
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Earl of Gloucester. Naughty lady,
Duke of Cornwall. Come, sir, what letters had you late from France? |
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Regan. Be simple-answer'd, for we know the truth. Duke of Cornwall. And what confederacy have you with the traitors
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Earl of Gloucester. I have a letter guessingly set down,
Duke of Cornwall. Cunning. |
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Regan. And false. Duke of Cornwall. Where hast thou sent the King? |
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Regan. Wherefore to Dover? Wast thou not charg'd at peril- Duke of Cornwall. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer that. |
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Earl of Gloucester. Because I would not see thy cruel nails
Duke of Cornwall. See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair.
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Regan. One side will mock another. Th' other too! Duke of Cornwall. If you see vengeance- |
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Regan. What do you mean? Duke of Cornwall. My villain! Draw and fight. |
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Servant 1. O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left
Duke of Cornwall. Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!
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Regan. Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell
Duke of Cornwall. I have receiv'd a hurt. Follow me, lady.
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