Speeches (Lines) for Sir William Stanley
in "Richard III"

Total: 32

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1

I,3,479

God make your majesty joyful as you have been!

2

I,3,485

I do beseech you, either not believe
The envious slanders of her false accusers;
Or, if she be accused in true report,
Bear with her weakness, which, I think proceeds
From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice.

3

I,3,491

But now the Duke of Buckingham and I
Are come from visiting his majesty.

4

III,2,1859

My lord, good morrow; good morrow, Catesby:
You may jest on, but, by the holy rood,
I do not like these several councils, I.

5

III,2,1868

The lords at Pomfret, when they rode from London,
Were jocund, and supposed their state was sure,
And they indeed had no cause to mistrust;
But yet, you see how soon the day o'ercast.
This sudden stag of rancour I misdoubt:
Pray God, I say, I prove a needless coward!
What, shall we toward the Tower? the day is spent.

6

III,2,1877

They, for their truth, might better wear their heads
Than some that have accused them wear their hats.
But come, my lord, let us away.

7

III,4,1952

It is, and wants but nomination.

8

III,4,1997

We have not yet set down this day of triumph.
To-morrow, in mine opinion, is too sudden;
For I myself am not so well provided
As else I would be, were the day prolong'd.

9

III,4,2010

What of his heart perceive you in his face
By any likelihood he show'd to-day?

10

III,4,2014

I pray God he be not, I say.

11

IV,1,2498

Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence,
And I'll salute your grace of York as mother,
And reverend looker on, of two fair queens.
[To LADY ANNE]
Come, madam, you must straight to Westminster,
There to be crowned Richard's royal queen.

12

IV,1,2518

Full of wise care is this your counsel, madam.
Take all the swift advantage of the hours;
You shall have letters from me to my son
To meet you on the way, and welcome you.
Be not ta'en tardy by unwise delay.

13

IV,1,2527

Come, madam, come; I in all haste was sent.

14

IV,2,2635

My lord, I hear the Marquis Dorset's fled
To Richmond, in those parts beyond the sea
Where he abides.

15

IV,4,3280

None good, my lord, to please you with the hearing;
Nor none so bad, but it may well be told.

16

IV,4,3286

Richmond is on the seas.

17

IV,4,3289

I know not, mighty sovereign, but by guess.

18

IV,4,3291

Stirr'd up by Dorset, Buckingham, and Ely,
He makes for England, there to claim the crown.

19

IV,4,3298

Unless for that, my liege, I cannot guess.

20

IV,4,3302

No, mighty liege; therefore mistrust me not.

21

IV,4,3307

No, my good lord, my friends are in the north.

22

IV,4,3310

They have not been commanded, mighty sovereign:
Please it your majesty to give me leave,
I'll muster up my friends, and meet your grace
Where and what time your majesty shall please.

23

IV,4,3316

Most mighty sovereign,
You have no cause to hold my friendship doubtful:
I never was nor never will be false.

24

IV,4,3323

So deal with him as I prove true to you.

25

IV,5,3375

Sir Christopher, tell Richmond this from me:
That in the sty of this most bloody boar
My son George Stanley is frank'd up in hold:
If I revolt, off goes young George's head;
The fear of that withholds my present aid.
But, tell me, where is princely Richmond now?

26

IV,5,3382

What men of name resort to him?

27

IV,5,3390

Return unto thy lord; commend me to him:
Tell him the queen hath heartily consented
He shall espouse Elizabeth her daughter.
These letters will resolve him of my mind. Farewell.

28

V,3,3551

Fortune and victory sit on thy helm!

29

V,3,3555

I, by attorney, bless thee from thy mother
Who prays continually for Richmond's good:
So much for that. The silent hours steal on,
And flaky darkness breaks within the east.
In brief,—for so the season bids us be,—
Prepare thy battle early in the morning,
And put thy fortune to the arbitrement
Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war.
I, as I may—that which I would I cannot,—
With best advantage will deceive the time,
And aid thee in this doubtful shock of arms:
But on thy side I may not be too forward
Lest, being seen, thy brother, tender George,
Be executed in his father's sight.
Farewell: the leisure and the fearful time
Cuts off the ceremonious vows of love
And ample interchange of sweet discourse,
Which so long sunder'd friends should dwell upon:
God give us leisure for these rites of love!
Once more, adieu: be valiant, and speed well!

30

V,5,3895

Courageous Richmond, well hast thou acquit thee.
Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty
From the dead temples of this bloody wretch
Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal:
Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it.

31

V,5,3902

He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town;
Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us.

32

V,5,3905

John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferrers,
Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon.

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