Speeches (Lines) for King John
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Now, say, Chatillon, what would France with us? |
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Silence, good mother; hear the embassy. |
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What follows if we disallow of this? |
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Here have we war for war and blood for blood,
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Bear mine to him, and so depart in peace:
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Our strong possession and our right for us. |
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Let them approach.
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What art thou? |
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Is that the elder, and art thou the heir?
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A good blunt fellow. Why, being younger born,
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Why, what a madcap hath heaven lent us here! |
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Mine eye hath well examined his parts
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Sirrah, your brother is legitimate;
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What is thy name? |
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From henceforth bear his name whose form thou bear'st:
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Go, Faulconbridge: now hast thou thy desire;
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Peace be to France, if France in peace permit
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From whom hast thou this great commission, France,
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Alack, thou dost usurp authority. |
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20 |
My life as soon: I do defy thee, France.
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Bedlam, have done. |
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England, for itself.
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For our advantage; therefore hear us first.
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24 |
Acknowledge then the king, and let me in. |
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Doth not the crown of England prove the king?
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To verify our title with their lives. |
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Then God forgive the sin of all those souls
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28 |
Up higher to the plain; where we'll set forth
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29 |
France, hast thou yet more blood to cast away?
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30 |
Whose party do the townsmen yet admit? |
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In us, that are our own great deputy
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Now, by the sky that hangs above our heads,
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33 |
We from the west will send destruction
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34 |
Speak on with favour; we are bent to hear. |
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If that the Dauphin there, thy princely son,
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36 |
What say these young ones? What say you my niece? |
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37 |
Speak then, prince Dauphin; can you love this lady? |
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Then do I give Volquessen, Touraine, Maine,
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39 |
We will heal up all;
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40 |
We like not this; thou dost forget thyself. |
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41 |
What earthy name to interrogatories
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Though you and all the kings of Christendom
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Philip, what say'st thou to the cardinal? |
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44 |
The king is moved, and answers not to this. |
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45 |
France, thou shalt rue this hour within this hour. |
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46 |
Cousin, go draw our puissance together.
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No more than he that threats. To arms let's hie! |
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Hubert, keep this boy. Philip, make up:
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[To QUEEN ELINOR] So shall it be; your grace shall
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50 |
[To the BASTARD] Cousin, away for England!
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Coz, farewell. |
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52 |
Come hither, Hubert. O my gentle Hubert,
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Good friend, thou hast no cause to say so yet,
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Do not I know thou wouldst?
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Death. |
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A grave. |
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Enough.
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For England, cousin, go:
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Here once again we sit, once again crown'd,
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Some reasons of this double coronation
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Let it be so: I do commit his youth
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We cannot hold mortality's strong hand:
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Why do you bend such solemn brows on me?
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They burn in indignation. I repent:
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O, where hath our intelligence been drunk?
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Withhold thy speed, dreadful occasion!
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Thou hast made me giddy
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Bear with me cousin, for I was amazed
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Thou idle dreamer, wherefore didst thou so? |
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Hubert, away with him; imprison him;
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Gentle kinsman, go,
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Nay, but make haste; the better foot before.
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Spoke like a sprightful noble gentleman.
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My mother dead! |
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Five moons! |
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Why seek'st thou to possess me with these fears?
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It is the curse of kings to be attended
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O, when the last account 'twixt heaven and earth
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Hadst thou but shook thy head or made a pause
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Doth Arthur live? O, haste thee to the peers,
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Thus have I yielded up into your hand
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Now keep your holy word: go meet the French,
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Is this Ascension-day? Did not the prophet
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84 |
Would not my lords return to me again,
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That villain Hubert told me he did live. |
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The legate of the pope hath been with me,
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Have thou the ordering of this present time. |
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How goes the day with us? O, tell me, Hubert. |
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This fever, that hath troubled me so long,
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90 |
Tell him, toward Swinstead, to the abbey there. |
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Ay me! this tyrant fever burns me up,
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Ay, marry, now my soul hath elbow-room;
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Poison'd,—ill fare—dead, forsook, cast off:
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The salt in them is hot.
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O cousin, thou art come to set mine eye:
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