Speeches (Lines) for Angelo
in "Measure for Measure"

Total: 83

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1

I,1,31

Always obedient to your grace's will,
I come to know your pleasure.

2

I,1,55

Now, good my lord,
Let there be some more test made of my metal,...

3

I,1,70

Yet give leave, my lord,
That we may bring you something on the way.

4

I,1,83

The heavens give safety to your purposes!

5

I,1,92

'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together,
And we may soon our satisfaction have...

6

II,1,453

We must not make a scarecrow of the law,
Setting it up to fear the birds of prey,...

7

II,1,470

'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus,
Another thing to fall. I not deny,...

8

II,1,486

Where is the provost?

9

II,1,488

See that Claudio
Be executed by nine to-morrow morning:...

10

II,1,501

How now, sir! What's your name? and what's the matter?

11

II,1,506

Benefactors? Well; what benefactors are they? are
they not malefactors?

12

II,1,513

Go to: what quality are they of? Elbow is your
name? why dost thou not speak, Elbow?

13

II,1,516

What are you, sir?

14

II,1,584

This will last out a night in Russia,
When nights are longest there: I'll take my leave....

15

II,2,743

Now, what's the matter. Provost?

16

II,2,745

Did not I tell thee yea? hadst thou not order?
Why dost thou ask again?

17

II,2,751

Go to; let that be mine:
Do you your office, or give up your place,...

18

II,2,757

Dispose of her
To some more fitter place, and that with speed.

19

II,2,762

Hath he a sister?

20

II,2,766

Well, let her be admitted.
[Exit Servant]...

21

II,2,773

Stay a little while.
[To ISABELLA]...

22

II,2,778

Well; what's your suit?

23

II,2,784

Well; the matter?

24

II,2,789

Condemn the fault and not the actor of it?
Why, every fault's condemn'd ere it be done:...

25

II,2,803

Maiden, no remedy.

26

II,2,806

I will not do't.

27

II,2,808

Look, what I will not, that I cannot do.

28

II,2,812

He's sentenced; 'tis too late.

29

II,2,824

Pray you, be gone.

30

II,2,831

Your brother is a forfeit of the law,
And you but waste your words.

31

II,2,841

Be you content, fair maid;
It is the law, not I condemn your brother:...

32

II,2,853

The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept:
Those many had not dared to do that evil,...

33

II,2,864

I show it most of all when I show justice;
For then I pity those I do not know,...

34

II,2,900

Why do you put these sayings upon me?

35

II,2,909

[Aside] She speaks, and 'tis
Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Fare you well.

36

II,2,912

I will bethink me: come again tomorrow.

37

II,2,914

How! bribe me?

38

II,2,924

Well; come to me to-morrow.

39

II,2,927

[Aside]. Amen:
For I am that way going to temptation,...

40

II,2,932

At any time 'fore noon.

41

II,2,935

From thee, even from thy virtue!
What's this, what's this? Is this her fault or mine?...

42

II,4,1017

When I would pray and think, I think and pray
To several subjects. Heaven hath my empty words;...

43

II,4,1037

Teach her the way.
[Exit Servant]...

44

II,4,1054

That you might know it, would much better please me
Than to demand what 'tis. Your brother cannot live.

45

II,4,1057

Yet may he live awhile; and, it may be,
As long as you or I. yet he must die.

46

II,4,1060

Yea.

47

II,4,1064

Ha! fie, these filthy vices! It were as good
To pardon him that hath from nature stolen...

48

II,4,1073

Say you so? then I shall pose you quickly.
Which had you rather, that the most just law...

49

II,4,1080

I talk not of your soul: our compell'd sins
Stand more for number than for accompt.

50

II,4,1083

Nay, I'll not warrant that; for I can speak
Against the thing I say. Answer to this:...

51

II,4,1092

Pleased you to do't at peril of your soul,
Were equal poise of sin and charity.

52

II,4,1099

Nay, but hear me.
Your sense pursues not mine: either you are ignorant,...

53

II,4,1104

Thus wisdom wishes to appear most bright
When it doth tax itself; as these black masks...

54

II,4,1111

And his offence is so, as it appears,
Accountant to the law upon that pain.

55

II,4,1114

Admit no other way to save his life,—
As I subscribe not that, nor any other,...

56

II,4,1131

Then must your brother die.

57

II,4,1136

Were not you then as cruel as the sentence
That you have slander'd so?

58

II,4,1141

You seem'd of late to make the law a tyrant;
And rather proved the sliding of your brother...

59

II,4,1148

We are all frail.

60

II,4,1152

Nay, women are frail too.

61

II,4,1159

I think it well:
And from this testimony of your own sex,—...

62

II,4,1170

Plainly conceive, I love you.

63

II,4,1173

He shall not, Isabel, if you give me love.

64

II,4,1177

Believe me, on mine honour,
My words express my purpose.

65

II,4,1185

Who will believe thee, Isabel?
My unsoil'd name, the austereness of my life,...

66

IV,4,2309

In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions
show much like to madness: pray heaven his wisdom be...

67

IV,4,2314

And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his
entering, that if any crave redress of injustice,...

68

IV,4,2321

Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaimed betimes
i' the morn; I'll call you at your house: give...

69

IV,4,2326

Good night.
[Exit ESCALUS]...

70

V,1,2389

[with Escalus] Happy return be to your royal grace!

71

V,1,2395

You make my bonds still greater.

72

V,1,2422

My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm:
She hath been a suitor to me for her brother...

73

V,1,2426

And she will speak most bitterly and strange.

74

V,1,2604

Charges she more than me?

75

V,1,2610

This is a strange abuse. Let's see thy face.

76

V,1,2624

My lord, I must confess I know this woman:
And five years since there was some speech of marriage...

77

V,1,2643

I did but smile till now:
Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice...

78

V,1,2741

What can you vouch against him, Signior Lucio?
Is this the man that you did tell us of?

79

V,1,2757

Hark, how the villain would close now, after his
treasonable abuses!

80

V,1,2765

What, resists he? Help him, Lucio.

81

V,1,2786

O my dread lord,
I should be guiltier than my guiltiness,...

82

V,1,2796

I was, my lord.

83

V,1,2915

I am sorry that such sorrow I procure:
And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart...

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