Speeches (Lines) for Lafeu
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You shall find of the king a husband, madam; you,
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He hath abandoned his physicians, madam; under whose
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How called you the man you speak of, madam? |
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He was excellent indeed, madam: the king very
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A fistula, my lord. |
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I would it were not notorious. Was this gentlewoman
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Your commendations, madam, get from her tears. |
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Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead,
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How understand we that? |
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He cannot want the best
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Farewell, pretty lady: you must hold the credit of
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[Kneeling] Pardon, my lord, for me and for my tidings. |
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Then here's a man stands, that has brought his pardon.
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Good faith, across: but, my good lord 'tis thus;
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O, will you eat no grapes, my royal fox?
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Why, Doctor She: my lord, there's one arrived,
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Nay, I'll fit you,
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Nay, come your ways. |
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Nay, come your ways:
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They say miracles are past; and we have our
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To be relinquish'd of the artists,— |
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Both of Galen and Paracelsus. |
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Of all the learned and authentic fellows,— |
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That gave him out incurable,— |
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Not to be helped,— |
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Uncertain life, and sure death. |
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I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world. |
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A showing of a heavenly effect in an earthly actor. |
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Why, your dolphin is not lustier: 'fore me,
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Very hand of heaven. |
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In a most weak—
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Lustig, as the Dutchman says: I'll like a maid the
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'Fore God, I think so. |
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I'ld give bay Curtal and his furniture,
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I had rather be in this choice than throw ames-ace
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Do all they deny her? An they were sons of mine,
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These boys are boys of ice, they'll none have her:
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There's one grape yet; I am sure thy father drunk
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[Advancing] Do you hear, monsieur? a word with you. |
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Your lord and master did well to make his
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Ay; is it not a language I speak? |
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Are you companion to the Count Rousillon? |
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To what is count's man: count's master is of
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I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which
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I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be a pretty
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Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou
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Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy of it. |
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Yes, good faith, every dram of it; and I will not
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Even as soon as thou canst, for thou hast to pull at
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I would it were hell-pains for thy sake, and my poor
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Sirrah, your lord and master's married; there's news
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Who? God? |
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The devil it is that's thy master. Why dost thou
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Go to, sir; you were beaten in Italy for picking a
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But I hope your lordship thinks not him a soldier. |
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You have it from his own deliverance. |
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Then my dial goes not true: I took this lark for a bunting. |
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I have then sinned against his experience and
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Pray you, sir, who's his tailor? |
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O, I know him well, I, sir; he, sir, 's a good
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A good traveller is something at the latter end of a
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You have made shift to run into 't, boots and spurs
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And shall do so ever, though I took him at 's
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No, no, no, your son was misled with a snipt-taffeta
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'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we may pick a
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They are not herbs, you knave; they are nose-herbs. |
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Whether dost thou profess thyself, a knave or a fool? |
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Your distinction? |
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So you were a knave at his service, indeed. |
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I will subscribe for thee, thou art both knave and fool. |
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No, no, no. |
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Who's that? a Frenchman? |
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What prince is that? |
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Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee not this
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Go thy ways, I begin to be aweary of thee; and I
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A shrewd knave and an unhappy. |
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I like him well; 'tis not amiss. And I was about to
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His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as able
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Madam, I was thinking with what manners I might
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Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; but I
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A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good livery
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Let us go see your son, I pray you: I long to talk
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And what would you have me to do? 'Tis too late to
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You beg a single penny more: come, you shall ha't;
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You beg more than 'word,' then. Cox my passion!
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Was I, in sooth? and I was the first that lost thee. |
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Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon me at once
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This I must say,
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All that he is hath reference to your highness. |
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Come on, my son, in whom my house's name
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I am sure I saw her wear it. |
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I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and toll for
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Your reputation comes too short for my daughter; you
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I saw the man to-day, if man he be. |
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He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty orator. |
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This woman's an easy glove, my lord; she goes off
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Mine eyes smell onions; I shall weep anon:
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