Speeches (Lines) for Cerimon
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Philemon, ho! |
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Get fire and meat for these poor men:
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Your master will be dead ere you return;
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Gentlemen,
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O, you say well. |
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I hold it ever,
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What is that? |
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Set 't down, let's look upon't. |
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Whate'er it be,
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How close 'tis caulk'd and bitumed!
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Wrench it open;
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As ever hit my nostril. So, up with it.
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Shrouded in cloth of state; balm'd and entreasured
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Nay, certainly to-night;
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She is alive; behold,
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Hush, my gentle neighbours!
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Madam, this letter, and some certain jewels,
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Madam, if this you purpose as ye speak,
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Noble sir,
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Upon this coast, I warrant you. |
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Look to the lady; O, she's but o'erjoy'd.
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Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house,
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I will, my lord.
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