Speeches (Lines) for Cassandra
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[Within] Cry, Trojans, cry! |
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[Within] Cry, Trojans! |
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Cry, Trojans, cry! lend me ten thousand eyes,
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Virgins and boys, mid-age and wrinkled eld,
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Where is my brother Hector? |
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O, 'tis true. |
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No notes of sally, for the heavens, sweet brother. |
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The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows:
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It is the purpose that makes strong the vow;
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Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold him fast:
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O Priam, yield not to him! |
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O, farewell, dear Hector!
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Farewell: yet, soft! Hector! take my leave:
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