Speeches (Lines) for Lord Say
in "Henry VI, Part II"

Total: 13

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1

IV,4,2542

Ay, but I hope your highness shall have his.

2

IV,4,2568

So might your grace's person be in danger.
The sight of me is odious in their eyes;
And therefore in this city will I stay
And live alone as secret as I may.

3

IV,4,2583

The trust I have is in mine innocence,
And therefore am I bold and resolute.

4

IV,7,2669

What of that?

5

IV,7,2675

You men of Kent,—

6

IV,7,2677

Nothing but this; 'tis 'bona terra, mala gens.'

7

IV,7,2679

Hear me but speak, and bear me where you will.
Kent, in the Commentaries Caesar writ,
Is term'd the civil'st place of this isle:
Sweet is the country, because full of riches;
The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy;
Which makes me hope you are not void of pity.
I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy,
Yet, to recover them, would lose my life.
Justice with favour have I always done;
Prayers and tears have moved me, gifts could never.
When have I aught exacted at your hands,
But to maintain the king, the realm and you?
Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks,
Because my book preferr'd me to the king,
And seeing ignorance is the curse of God,
Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven,
Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits,
You cannot but forbear to murder me:
This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings
For your behoof,—

8

IV,7,2700

Great men have reaching hands: oft have I struck
Those that I never saw and struck them dead.

9

IV,7,2703

These cheeks are pale for watching for your good.

10

IV,7,2705

Long sitting to determine poor men's causes
Hath made me full of sickness and diseases.

11

IV,7,2709

The palsy, and not fear, provokes me.

12

IV,7,2713

Tell me wherein have I offended most?
Have I affected wealth or honour? speak.
Are my chests fill'd up with extorted gold?
Is my apparel sumptuous to behold?
Whom have I injured, that ye seek my death?
These hands are free from guiltless bloodshedding,
This breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts.
O, let me live!

13

IV,7,2730

Ah, countrymen! if when you make your prayers,
God should be so obdurate as yourselves,
How would it fare with your departed souls?
And therefore yet relent, and save my life.

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