Speeches (Lines) for First Gaoler
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You shall not now be stol'n, you have locks upon you;
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Come, sir, are you ready for death? |
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3 |
Hanging is the word, sir: if
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A heavy reckoning for you, sir. But the comfort is,
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Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels not the
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Your death has eyes in 's head then; I have not seen
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What an infinite mock is this, that a man should
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I'll be hang'd then. |
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9 |
Unless a man would marry a gallows and beget young
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