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

Total: 65

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1

I,2,208

I do it not in evil disposition,
But from Lord Angelo by special charge.

2

I,2,232

Away, sir! you must go.

3

II,1,487

Here, if it like your honour.

4

II,2,735

Pray you, do.
[Exit Servant]...

5

II,2,744

Is it your will Claudio shall die tomorrow?

6

II,2,747

Lest I might be too rash:
Under your good correction, I have seen,...

7

II,2,754

I crave your honour's pardon.
What shall be done, sir, with the groaning Juliet?...

8

II,2,763

Ay, my good lord; a very virtuous maid,
And to be shortly of a sisterhood,...

9

II,2,772

God save your honour!

10

II,2,788

[Aside] Heaven give thee moving graces!

11

II,2,892

[Aside] Pray heaven she win him!

12

II,3,966

I am the provost. What's your will, good friar?

13

II,3,973

I would do more than that, if more were needful.
[Enter JULIET]...

14

II,3,982

As I do think, to-morrow.
I have provided for you: stay awhile,...

15

II,3,1014

'Tis pity of him.

16

III,1,1268

Who's there? come in: the wish deserves a welcome.

17

III,1,1273

And very welcome. Look, signior, here's your sister.

18

III,1,1275

As many as you please.

19

III,1,1417

What's your will, father

20

III,1,1421

In good time.

21

III,2,1705

A bawd of eleven years' continuance, may it please
your honour.

22

III,2,1721

So please you, this friar hath been with him, and
advised him for the entertainment of death.

23

IV,2,1886

Come hither, sirrah. Can you cut off a man's head?

24

IV,2,1890

Come, sir, leave me your snatches, and yield me a
direct answer. To-morrow morning are to die Claudio...

25

IV,2,1903

What, ho! Abhorson! Where's Abhorson, there?

26

IV,2,1906

Sirrah, here's a fellow will help you to-morrow in
your execution. If you think it meet, compound with...

27

IV,2,1912

Go to, sir; you weigh equally; a feather will turn
the scale.

28

IV,2,1932

Are you agreed?

29

IV,2,1936

You, sirrah, provide your block and your axe
to-morrow four o'clock.

30

IV,2,1943

Call hither Barnardine and Claudio:
[Exeunt POMPEY and ABHORSON]...

31

IV,2,1954

Who can do good on him?
Well, go, prepare yourself....

32

IV,2,1967

None, since the curfew rung.

33

IV,2,1969

No.

34

IV,2,1971

What comfort is for Claudio?

35

IV,2,1973

It is a bitter deputy.

36

IV,2,1990

There he must stay until the officer
Arise to let him in: he is call'd up.

37

IV,2,1994

None, sir, none.

38

IV,2,1997

Happily
You something know; yet I believe there comes...

39

IV,2,2012

I shall obey him.

40

IV,2,2021

I told you. Lord Angelo, belike thinking me remiss
in mine office, awakens me with this unwonted...

41

IV,2,2025

[Reads]
'Whatsoever you may hear to the contrary, let...

42

IV,2,2036

A Bohemian born, but here nursed un and bred; one
that is a prisoner nine years old.

43

IV,2,2041

His friends still wrought reprieves for him: and,
indeed, his fact, till now in the government of Lord...

44

IV,2,2045

Most manifest, and not denied by himself.

45

IV,2,2048

A man that apprehends death no more dreadfully but
as a drunken sleep; careless, reckless, and fearless...

46

IV,2,2053

He will hear none: he hath evermore had the liberty
of the prison; give him leave to escape hence, he...

47

IV,2,2069

Pray, sir, in what?

48

IV,2,2071

A lack, how may I do it, having the hour limited,
and an express command, under penalty, to deliver...

49

IV,2,2078

Angelo hath seen them both, and will discover the favour.

50

IV,2,2086

Pardon me, good father; it is against my oath.

51

IV,2,2088

To him, and to his substitutes.

52

IV,2,2091

But what likelihood is in that?

53

IV,2,2099

I know them both.

54

IV,3,2184

Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner?

55

IV,3,2188

Here in the prison, father,
There died this morning of a cruel fever...

56

IV,3,2201

This shall be done, good father, presently.
But Barnardine must die this afternoon:...

57

IV,3,2211

I am your free dependant.

58

IV,3,2224

Here is the head; I'll carry it myself.

59

IV,3,2228

I'll make all speed.

60

V,1,2895

It was commanded so.

61

V,1,2897

No, my good lord; it was by private message.

62

V,1,2900

Pardon me, noble lord:
I thought it was a fault, but knew it not;...

63

V,1,2907

His name is Barnardine.

64

V,1,2922

This, my lord.

65

V,1,2931

This is another prisoner that I saved.
Who should have died when Claudio lost his head;...

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