Speeches (Lines) for Duke of Exeter
in "Henry VI, Part III"

Total: 13

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1

I,1,75

Henry VI. Ah, know you not the city favours them,
And they have troops of soldiers at their beck?

Duke of Exeter. But when the duke is slain, they'll quickly fly.


2

I,1,84

Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester). I am thine.

Duke of Exeter. For shame, come down: he made thee Duke of York.


3

I,1,86

Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester). 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was.

Duke of Exeter. Thy father was a traitor to the crown.


4

I,1,152

Earl of Warwick. Suppose, my lords, he did it unconstrain'd,
Think you 'twere prejudicial to his crown?

Duke of Exeter. No; for he could not so resign his crown
But that the next heir should succeed and reign.


5

I,1,155

Henry VI. Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter?

Duke of Exeter. His is the right, and therefore pardon me.


6

I,1,157

Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester). Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not?

Duke of Exeter. My conscience tells me he is lawful king.


7

I,1,200

Earl of Warwick. Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not.

Duke of Exeter. They seek revenge and therefore will not yield.


8

I,1,216

Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester). Now York and Lancaster are reconciled.

Duke of Exeter. Accursed be he that seeks to make them foes!


9

I,1,227

(stage directions). [Enter QUEEN MARGARET and PRINCE EDWARD]

Duke of Exeter. Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger:
I'll steal away.


10

I,1,291

Henry VI. Poor queen! how love to me and to her son
Hath made her break out into terms of rage!
Revenged may she be on that hateful duke,
Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire,
Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle
Tire on the flesh of me and of my son!
The loss of those three lords torments my heart:
I'll write unto them and entreat them fair.
Come, cousin you shall be the messenger.

Duke of Exeter. And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all.


11

II,5,1243

Queen Margaret. Mount you, my lord; towards Berwick post amain:
Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds
Having the fearful flying hare in sight,
With fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath,
And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful hands,
Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain.

Duke of Exeter. Away! for vengeance comes along with them:
Nay, stay not to expostulate, make speed;
Or else come after: I'll away before.


12

IV,8,2559

Henry VI. Here at the palace I will rest awhile.
Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship?
Methinks the power that Edward hath in field
Should not be able to encounter mine.

Duke of Exeter. The doubt is that he will seduce the rest.


13

IV,8,2574

(stage directions). [Shout within. 'A Lancaster! A Lancaster!']

Duke of Exeter. Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these?


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