Speeches (Lines) for Lewis the Dauphin
in "Henry V"

Total: 31

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

II,4,911

My most redoubted father,
It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe;...

2

II,4,939

Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable;
But though we think it so, it is no matter:...

3

II,4,970

Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward dogs
Most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten...

4

II,4,1019

For the Dauphin,
I stand here for him: what to him from England?

5

II,4,1031

Say, if my father render fair return,
It is against my will; for I desire...

6

III,5,1395

O Dieu vivant! shall a few sprays of us,
The emptying of our fathers' luxury,...

7

III,5,1417

By faith and honour,
Our madams mock at us, and plainly say...

8

III,5,1456

Not so, I do beseech your majesty.

9

III,7,1648

My lord of Orleans, and my lord high constable, you
talk of horse and armour?

10

III,7,1651

What a long night is this! I will not change my
horse with any that treads but on four pasterns....

11

III,7,1660

And of the heat of the ginger. It is a beast for
Perseus: he is pure air and fire; and the dull...

12

III,7,1667

It is the prince of palfreys; his neigh is like the
bidding of a monarch and his countenance enforces homage.

13

III,7,1670

Nay, the man hath no wit that cannot, from the
rising of the lark to the lodging of the lamb, vary...

14

III,7,1682

Then did they imitate that which I composed to my
courser, for my horse is my mistress.

15

III,7,1685

Me well; which is the prescript praise and
perfection of a good and particular mistress.

16

III,7,1689

So perhaps did yours.

17

III,7,1691

O then belike she was old and gentle; and you rode,
like a kern of Ireland, your French hose off, and in...

18

III,7,1695

Be warned by me, then: they that ride so and ride
not warily, fall into foul bogs. I had rather have...

19

III,7,1699

I tell thee, constable, my mistress wears his own hair.

20

III,7,1702

'Le chien est retourne a son propre vomissement, et
la truie lavee au bourbier;' thou makest use of any thing.

21

III,7,1709

Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope.

22

III,7,1711

That may be, for you bear a many superfluously, and
'twere more honour some were away.

23

III,7,1715

Would I were able to load him with his desert! Will
it never be day? I will trot to-morrow a mile, and...

24

III,7,1723

'Tis midnight; I'll go arm myself.

25

IV,2,2164

Montez A cheval! My horse! varlet! laquais! ha!

26

IV,2,2166

Via! les eaux et la terre.

27

IV,2,2168

Ciel, cousin Orleans.
[Enter Constable]...

28

IV,2,2172

Mount them, and make incision in their hides,
That their hot blood may spin in English eyes,...

29

IV,2,2222

Shall we go send them dinners and fresh suits
And give their fasting horses provender,...

30

IV,5,2452

Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all!
Reproach and everlasting shame...

31

IV,5,2458

O perdurable shame! let's stab ourselves.
Be these the wretches that we play'd at dice for?

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