Speeches (Lines) for Lady Anne
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Set down, set down your honourable load,
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What black magician conjures up this fiend,
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What, do you tremble? are you all afraid?
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Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not;
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Villain, thou know'st no law of God nor man:
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O wonderful, when devils tell the truth! |
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Vouchsafe, defused infection of a man,
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Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make
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And, by despairing, shouldst thou stand excused;
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Why, then they are not dead:
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Why, then he is alive. |
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In thy foul throat thou liest: Queen Margaret saw
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Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind.
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Dost grant me, hedgehog? then, God grant me too
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He is in heaven, where thou shalt never come. |
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And thou unfit for any place but hell. |
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Some dungeon. |
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I'll rest betide the chamber where thou liest! |
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I hope so. |
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Thou art the cause, and most accursed effect. |
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If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide,
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Black night o'ershade thy day, and death thy life! |
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I would I were, to be revenged on thee. |
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It is a quarrel just and reasonable,
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His better doth not breathe upon the earth. |
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Name him. |
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Why, that was he. |
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Where is he? |
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Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake! |
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Never hung poison on a fouler toad.
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Would they were basilisks, to strike thee dead! |
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Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death,
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I have already. |
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I would I knew thy heart. |
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I fear me both are false. |
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Well, well, put up your sword. |
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That shall you know hereafter. |
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All men, I hope, live so. |
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To take is not to give. |
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What is it? |
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With all my heart; and much it joys me too,
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'Tis more than you deserve;
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God give your graces both
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No farther than the Tower; and, as I guess,
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Their aunt I am in law, in love their mother:
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Despiteful tidings! O unpleasing news! |
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And I in all unwillingness will go.
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No! why? When he that is my husband now
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No more than from my soul I mourn for yours. |
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Adieu, poor soul, that takest thy leave of it! |
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[To KING RICHARD III]
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