Speeches (Lines) for Countess of Auvergne in "Henry VI, Part I"
Total: 13
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1 |
II,3,826 |
Porter, remember what I gave in charge;
And when you have done so, bring the keys to me.
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2 |
II,3,830 |
The plot is laid: if all things fall out right,
I shall as famous be by this exploit
As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus' death.
Great is the rumor of this dreadful knight,
And his achievements of no less account:
Fain would mine eyes be witness with mine ears,
To give their censure of these rare reports.
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3 |
II,3,841 |
And he is welcome. What! is this the man?
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4 |
II,3,843 |
Is this the scourge of France?
Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad
That with his name the mothers still their babes?
I see report is fabulous and false:
I thought I should have seen some Hercules,
A second Hector, for his grim aspect,
And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs.
Alas, this is a child, a silly dwarf!
It cannot be this weak and writhled shrimp
Should strike such terror to his enemies.
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5 |
II,3,856 |
What means he now? Go ask him whither he goes.
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6 |
II,3,862 |
If thou be he, then art thou prisoner.
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7 |
II,3,864 |
To me, blood-thirsty lord;
And for that cause I trained thee to my house.
Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me,
For in my gallery thy picture hangs:
But now the substance shall endure the like,
And I will chain these legs and arms of thine,
That hast by tyranny these many years
Wasted our country, slain our citizens
And sent our sons and husbands captivate.
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8 |
II,3,874 |
Laughest thou, wretch? thy mirth shall turn to moan.
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9 |
II,3,878 |
Why, art not thou the man?
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10 |
II,3,880 |
Then have I substance too.
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11 |
II,3,888 |
This is a riddling merchant for the nonce;
He will be here, and yet he is not here:
How can these contrarieties agree?
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12 |
II,3,900 |
Victorious Talbot! pardon my abuse:
I find thou art no less than fame hath bruited
And more than may be gather'd by thy shape.
Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath;
For I am sorry that with reverence
I did not entertain thee as thou art.
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13 |
II,3,914 |
With all my heart, and think me honoured
To feast so great a warrior in my house.
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