Speeches (Lines) for Caius Lucius
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When Julius Caesar, whose remembrance yet
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I am sorry, Cymbeline,
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Let proof speak. |
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So, sir. |
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Thanks, royal sir.
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So, sir: I desire of you
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Your hand, my lord. |
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Sir, the event
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But what from Rome? |
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When expect you them? |
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This forwardness
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Dream often so,
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He'll then instruct us of this body. Young one,
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'Lack, good youth!
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Thy name? |
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Thou dost approve thyself the very same:
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Ay, good youth!
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Away, boy, from the troops, and save thyself;
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It is a day turn'd strangely: or betimes
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Consider, sir, the chance of war: the day
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I do not bid thee beg my life, good lad;
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The boy disdains me,
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Happy be you! |
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Philarmonus! |
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Read, and declare the meaning. |
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