Speeches (Lines) for Marquis of Dorset
in "Richard III"

Total: 10

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1

I,3,650

Lord (Earl) Rivers. Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported.

Marquis of Dorset. No man but prophesied revenge for it.


2

I,3,721

Queen Margaret. To serve me well, you all should do me duty,
Teach me to be your queen, and you my subjects:
O, serve me well, and teach yourselves that duty!

Marquis of Dorset. Dispute not with her; she is lunatic.


3

I,3,729

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester). Good counsel, marry: learn it, learn it, marquess.

Marquis of Dorset. It toucheth you, my lord, as much as me.


4

II,1,1146

King Edward IV (Plantagenet). Dorset, embrace him; Hastings, love lord marquess.

Marquis of Dorset. This interchange of love, I here protest,
Upon my part shall be unviolable.


5

II,1,1209

Duke of Buckingham. Look I so pale, Lord Dorset, as the rest?

Marquis of Dorset. Ay, my good lord; and no one in this presence
But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks.


6

II,1,1221

(stage directions). [Enter DERBY]

Marquis of Dorset. A boon, my sovereign, for my service done!


7

II,1,1223

King Edward IV (Plantagenet). I pray thee, peace: my soul is full of sorrow.

Marquis of Dorset. I will not rise, unless your highness grant.


8

II,1,1225

King Edward IV (Plantagenet). Then speak at once what is it thou demand'st.

Marquis of Dorset. The forfeit, sovereign, of my servant's life;
Who slew to-day a righteous gentleman
Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolk.


9

II,2,1361

Duchess of York. Was never mother had so dear a loss!
Alas, I am the mother of these moans!
Their woes are parcell'd, mine are general.
She for an Edward weeps, and so do I;
I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she:
These babes for Clarence weep and so do I;
I for an Edward weep, so do not they:
Alas, you three, on me, threefold distress'd,
Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse,
And I will pamper it with lamentations.

Marquis of Dorset. Comfort, dear mother: God is much displeased
That you take with unthankfulness, his doing:
In common worldly things, 'tis call'd ungrateful,
With dull unwilligness to repay a debt
Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent;
Much more to be thus opposite with heaven,
For it requires the royal debt it lent you.


10

IV,1,2508

Lady Anne. Despiteful tidings! O unpleasing news!

Marquis of Dorset. Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace?


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