Speeches (Lines) for Sampson
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(stage directions). [Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the house of Capulet, armed with swords and bucklers] Sampson. Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals. |
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Gregory. No, for then we should be colliers. Sampson. I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw. |
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Gregory. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o' the collar. Sampson. I strike quickly, being moved. |
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Gregory. But thou art not quickly moved to strike. Sampson. A dog of the house of Montague moves me. |
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Gregory. To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand:
Sampson. A dog of that house shall move me to stand: I will
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Gregory. That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes
Sampson. True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels,
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Gregory. The quarrel is between our masters and us their men. Sampson. 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I
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Gregory. The heads of the maids? Sampson. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads;
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Gregory. They must take it in sense that feel it. Sampson. Me they shall feel while I am able to stand: and
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Gregory. 'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou
Sampson. My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I will back thee. |
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Gregory. How! turn thy back and run? Sampson. Fear me not. |
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Gregory. No, marry; I fear thee! Sampson. Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin. |
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Gregory. I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as
Sampson. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them;
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Abraham. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Sampson. I do bite my thumb, sir. |
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Abraham. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Sampson. [Aside to GREGORY] Is the law of our side, if I say
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Gregory. No. Sampson. No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I
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Abraham. Quarrel sir! no, sir. Sampson. If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you. |
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Abraham. No better. Sampson. Well, sir. |
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Gregory. Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen. Sampson. Yes, better, sir. |
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Abraham. You lie. Sampson. Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. |
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