Speeches (Lines) for Diana
in "All's Well That Ends Well"

Total: 44

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# Act, Scene, Line
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1

III,5,1609

They say the French count has done most honourable service.

2

III,5,1635

You shall not need to fear me.

3

III,5,1661

The Count Rousillon: know you such a one?

4

III,5,1664

Whatsome'er he is,
He's bravely taken here. He stole from France,
As 'tis reported, for the king had married him
Against his liking: think you it is so?

5

III,5,1669

There is a gentleman that serves the count
Reports but coarsely of her.

6

III,5,1672

Monsieur Parolles.

7

III,5,1679

Alas, poor lady!
'Tis a hard bondage to become the wife
Of a detesting lord.

8

III,5,1700

He;
That with the plume: 'tis a most gallant fellow.
I would he loved his wife: if he were honester
He were much goodlier: is't not a handsome gentleman?

9

III,5,1705

'Tis pity he is not honest: yond's that same knave
That leads him to these places: were I his lady,
I would Poison that vile rascal.

10

III,5,1709

That jack-an-apes with scarfs: why is he melancholy?

11

IV,2,2005

No, my good lord, Diana.

12

IV,2,2015

She then was honest.

13

IV,2,2017

No:
My mother did but duty; such, my lord,
As you owe to your wife.

14

IV,2,2025

Ay, so you serve us
Till we serve you; but when you have our roses,
You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves
And mock us with our bareness.

15

IV,2,2030

'Tis not the many oaths that makes the truth,
But the plain single vow that is vow'd true.
What is not holy, that we swear not by,
But take the High'st to witness: then, pray you, tell me,
If I should swear by God's great attributes,
I loved you dearly, would you believe my oaths,
When I did love you ill? This has no holding,
To swear by him whom I protest to love,
That I will work against him: therefore your oaths
Are words and poor conditions, but unseal'd,
At least in my opinion.

16

IV,2,2048

I see that men make ropes in such a scarre
That we'll forsake ourselves. Give me that ring.

17

IV,2,2052

Will you not, my lord?

18

IV,2,2057

Mine honour's such a ring:
My chastity's the jewel of our house,
Bequeathed down from many ancestors;
Which were the greatest obloquy i' the world
In me to lose: thus your own proper wisdom
Brings in the champion Honour on my part,
Against your vain assault.

19

IV,2,2067

When midnight comes, knock at my chamber-window:
I'll order take my mother shall not hear.
Now will I charge you in the band of truth,
When you have conquer'd my yet maiden bed,
Remain there but an hour, nor speak to me:
My reasons are most strong; and you shall know them
When back again this ring shall be deliver'd:
And on your finger in the night I'll put
Another ring, that what in time proceeds
May token to the future our past deeds.
Adieu, till then; then, fail not. You have won
A wife of me, though there my hope be done.

20

IV,2,2081

For which live long to thank both heaven and me!
You may so in the end.
My mother told me just how he would woo,
As if she sat in 's heart; she says all men
Have the like oaths: he had sworn to marry me
When his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie with him
When I am buried. Since Frenchmen are so braid,
Marry that will, I live and die a maid:
Only in this disguise I think't no sin
To cozen him that would unjustly win.

21

IV,4,2453

Let death and honesty
Go with your impositions, I am yours
Upon your will to suffer.

22

V,3,2858

I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine,
Derived from the ancient Capilet:
My suit, as I do understand, you know,
And therefore know how far I may be pitied.

23

V,3,2868

Why do you look so strange upon your wife?

24

V,3,2870

If you shall marry,
You give away this hand, and that is mine;
You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine;
You give away myself, which is known mine;
For I by vow am so embodied yours,
That she which marries you must marry me,
Either both or none.

25

V,3,2886

Good my lord,
Ask him upon his oath, if he does think
He had not my virginity.

26

V,3,2892

He does me wrong, my lord; if I were so,
He might have bought me at a common price:
Do not believe him. O, behold this ring,
Whose high respect and rich validity
Did lack a parallel; yet for all that
He gave it to a commoner o' the camp,
If I be one.

27

V,3,2906

I did, my lord, but loath am to produce
So bad an instrument: his name's Parolles.

28

V,3,2928

I must be patient:
You, that have turn'd off a first so noble wife,
May justly diet me. I pray you yet;
Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband;
Send for your ring, I will return it home,
And give me mine again.

29

V,3,2936

Sir, much like
The same upon your finger.

30

V,3,2939

And this was it I gave him, being abed.

31

V,3,2942

I have spoke the truth.

32

V,3,2947

Ay, my lord.

33

V,3,2965

Do you know he promised me marriage?

34

V,3,2981

Ay, my good lord.

35

V,3,2983

It was not given me, nor I did not buy it.

36

V,3,2985

It was not lent me neither.

37

V,3,2987

I found it not.

38

V,3,2990

I never gave it him.

39

V,3,2994

It might be yours or hers, for aught I know.

40

V,3,2999

I'll never tell you.

41

V,3,3001

I'll put in bail, my liege.

42

V,3,3003

By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you.

43

V,3,3005

Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty:
He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to't;
I'll swear I am a maid, and he knows not.
Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life;
I am either maid, or else this old man's wife.

44

V,3,3011

Good mother, fetch my bail. Stay, royal sir:
[Exit Widow]
The jeweller that owes the ring is sent for,
And he shall surety me. But for this lord,
Who hath abused me, as he knows himself,
Though yet he never harm'd me, here I quit him:
He knows himself my bed he hath defiled;
And at that time he got his wife with child:
Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick:
So there's my riddle: one that's dead is quick:
And now behold the meaning.

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