| Speeches (Lines) for Henry VI | ||
| # | Act, Scene, Line (Click to see in context) | Speech text | 
| 1 | Suffolk, arise. Welcome, Queen Margaret:
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| 2 | Her sight did ravish; but her grace in speech,
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| 3 | Uncle, how now! | |
| 4 | Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on. | |
| 5 | They please us well. Lord marquess, kneel down:
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| 6 | For my part, noble lords, I care not which;
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| 7 | Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will. | |
| 8 | What mean'st thou, Suffolk; tell me, what are these? | |
| 9 | Say, man, were these thy words? | |
| 10 | Uncle, what shall we say to this in law? | |
| 11 | Away with them to prison; and the day of combat
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| 12 | But what a point, my lord, your falcon made,
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| 13 | The treasury of everlasting joy. | |
| 14 | I prithee, peace, good queen,
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| 15 | How now, my lords! | |
| 16 | Why, how now, uncle Gloucester! | |
| 17 | The winds grow high; so do your stomachs, lords.
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| 18 | Now, God be praised, that to believing souls
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| 19 | Great is his comfort in this earthly vale,
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| 20 | Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance,
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| 21 | Where wert thou born? | |
| 22 | Poor soul, God's goodness hath been great to thee:
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| 23 | Why, then, thou know'st what colour jet is of? | |
| 24 | O God, seest Thou this, and bearest so long? | |
| 25 | What tidings with our cousin Buckingham? | |
| 26 | O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones,
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| 27 | Well, for this night we will repose us here:
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| 28 | Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham, Gloucester's wife:
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| 29 | Stay, Humphrey Duke of Gloucester: ere thou go,
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| 30 | O God's name, see the lists and all things fit:
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| 31 | Go, take hence that traitor from our sight;
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| 32 | I muse my Lord of Gloucester is not come:
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| 33 | My lords, at once: the care you have of us,
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| 34 | Welcome, Lord Somerset. What news from France? | |
| 35 | Cold news, Lord Somerset: but God's will be done! | |
| 36 | My lord of Gloucester, 'tis my special hope
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| 37 | My lords, what to your wisdoms seemeth best,
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| 38 | Ay, Margaret; my heart is drown'd with grief,
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| 39 | Go, call our uncle to our presence straight;
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| 40 | Lords, take your places; and, I pray you all,
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| 41 | I thank thee, Meg; these words content me much.
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| 42 | O heavenly God! | |
| 43 | What, doth my Lord of Suffolk comfort me?
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| 44 | Ah, woe is me for Gloucester, wretched man! | |
| 45 | That he is dead, good Warwick, 'tis too true;
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| 46 | O Thou that judgest all things, stay my thoughts,
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| 47 | That is to see how deep my grave is made;
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| 48 | What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted!
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| 49 | Why, how now, lords! your wrathful weapons drawn
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| 50 | Go, Salisbury, and tell them all from me.
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| 51 | Ungentle queen, to call him gentle Suffolk!
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| 52 | How fares my lord? speak, Beaufort, to
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| 53 | Ah, what a sign it is of evil life,
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| 54 | O thou eternal Mover of the heavens.
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| 55 | Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be!
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| 56 | Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.
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| 57 | I'll send some holy bishop to entreat;
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| 58 | Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head. | |
| 59 | How now, madam!
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| 60 | How now! what news? why comest thou in such haste? | |
| 61 | O graceless men! they know not what they do. | |
| 62 | Lord Say, the traitors hate thee;
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| 63 | Come, Margaret; God, our hope, will succor us. | |
| 64 | Farewell, my lord: trust not the Kentish rebels. | |
| 65 | Was ever king that joy'd an earthly throne,
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| 66 | Why, Buckingham, is the traitor Cade surprised?
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| 67 | Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates,
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| 68 | Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cade and York distress'd.
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| 69 | In any case, be not too rough in terms;
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| 70 | Come, wife, let's in, and learn to govern better;
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| 71 | Buckingham, doth York intend no harm to us,
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| 72 | Then what intends these forces thou dost bring? | |
| 73 | The head of Cade! Great God, how just art Thou!
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| 74 | How art thou call'd? and what is thy degree? | |
| 75 | Iden, kneel down.
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| 76 | See, Buckingham, Somerset comes with the queen:
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| 77 | Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious humour
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| 78 | Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to bow?
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| 79 | Hast thou not sworn allegiance unto me? | |
| 80 | Canst thou dispense with heaven for such an oath? | |
| 81 | Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself. | |
| 82 | Can we outrun the heavens? good Margaret, stay. | |
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