Speeches (Lines) for Sebastian
in "Tempest"

Total: 67

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

I,1,50

A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous,
incharitable dog!

2

I,1,65

I'm out of patience.

3

I,1,77

Let's take leave of him.

4

II,1,716

He receives comfort like cold porridge.

5

II,1,718

Look he's winding up the watch of his wit;
by and by it will strike.

6

II,1,721

One: tell.

7

II,1,724

A dollar.

8

II,1,727

You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should.

9

II,1,732

He will be talking.

10

II,1,735

The old cock.

11

II,1,737

Done. The wager?

12

II,1,739

A match!

13

II,1,741

Ha, ha, ha! So, you're paid.

14

II,1,743

Yet,—

15

II,1,749

Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered.

16

II,1,751

As if it had lungs and rotten ones.

17

II,1,755

Of that there's none, or little.

18

II,1,758

With an eye of green in't.

19

II,1,760

No; he doth but mistake the truth totally.

20

II,1,763

As many vouched rarities are.

21

II,1,770

Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report

22

II,1,774

'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well in our return.

23

II,1,780

What if he had said 'widower AEneas' too? Good Lord,
how you take it!

24

II,1,787

His word is more than the miraculous harp; he hath
raised the wall and houses too.

25

II,1,790

I think he will carry this island home in his pocket
and give it his son for an apple.

26

II,1,800

Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.

27

II,1,825

Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss,
That would not bless our Europe with your daughter,...

28

II,1,831

You were kneel'd to and importuned otherwise
By all of us, and the fair soul herself...

29

II,1,845

Very well.

30

II,1,849

Foul weather?

31

II,1,853

Or docks, or mallows.

32

II,1,855

'Scape being drunk for want of wine.

33

II,1,866

Yet he would be king on't.

34

II,1,875

No marrying 'mong his subjects?

35

II,1,879

God save his majesty!

36

II,1,892

An it had not fallen flat-long.

37

II,1,897

We would so, and then go a bat-fowling.

38

II,1,907

Please you, sir,
Do not omit the heavy offer of it:...

39

II,1,916

What a strange drowsiness possesses them!

40

II,1,918

Why
Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find not...

41

II,1,929

What, art thou waking?

42

II,1,931

I do; and surely
It is a sleepy language and thou speak'st...

43

II,1,940

Thou dost snore distinctly;
There's meaning in thy snores.

44

II,1,945

Well, I am standing water.

45

II,1,947

Do so: to ebb
Hereditary sloth instructs me.

46

II,1,955

Prithee, say on:
The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim...

47

II,1,967

I have no hope
That he's undrown'd.

48

II,1,975

He's gone.

49

II,1,978

Claribel.

50

II,1,988

What stuff is this! how say you?
'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis;...

51

II,1,1004

Methinks I do.

52

II,1,1007

I remember
You did supplant your brother Prospero.

53

II,1,1013

But, for your conscience?

54

II,1,1029

Thy case, dear friend,
Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan,...

55

II,1,1037

O, but one word.

56

II,1,1057

Whiles we stood here securing your repose,
Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing...

57

III,3,1569

[Aside to ANTONIO] The next advantage
Will we take throughly.

58

III,3,1575

[Aside to ANTONIO] I say, to-night: no more.

59

III,3,1585

A living drollery. Now I will believe
That there are unicorns, that in Arabia...

60

III,3,1611

No matter, since
They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs....

61

III,3,1687

But one fiend at a time,
I'll fight their legions o'er.

62

V,1,2167

[Aside] The devil speaks in him.

63

V,1,2226

A most high miracle!

64

V,1,2336

Ha, ha!
What things are these, my lord Antonio?...

65

V,1,2353

He is drunk now: where had he wine?

66

V,1,2360

Why, how now, Stephano!

67

V,1,2376

Or stole it, rather.

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