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Speeches (Lines) for King Lewis XI
in "Henry VI, Part III"

Total: 21

# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

III,3,1690

Fair Queen of England, worthy Margaret,
Sit down with us: it ill befits thy state
And birth, that thou shouldst stand while Lewis doth sit.

2

III,3,1701

Why, say, fair queen, whence springs this deep despair?

3

III,3,1704

Whate'er it be, be thou still like thyself,
And sit thee by our side:
[Seats her by him]
Yield not thy neck
To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind
Still ride in triumph over all mischance.
Be plain, Queen Margaret, and tell thy grief;
It shall be eased, if France can yield relief.

4

III,3,1729

Renowned queen, with patience calm the storm,
While we bethink a means to break it off.

5

III,3,1732

The more I stay, the more I'll succor thee.

6

III,3,1736

What's he approacheth boldly to our presence?

7

III,3,1738

Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings thee to France?

8

III,3,1803

Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, and Oxford,
Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside,
While I use further conference with Warwick.

9

III,3,1808

Now Warwick, tell me, even upon thy conscience,
Is Edward your true king? for I were loath
To link with him that were not lawful chosen.

10

III,3,1812

But is he gracious in the people's eye?

11

III,3,1814

Then further, all dissembling set aside,
Tell me for truth the measure of his love
Unto our sister Bona.

12

III,3,1825

Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve.

13

III,3,1831

Then, Warwick, thus: our sister shall be Edward's;
And now forthwith shall articles be drawn
Touching the jointure that your king must make,
Which with her dowry shall be counterpoised.
Draw near, Queen Margaret, and be a witness
That Bona shall be wife to the English king.

14

III,3,1841

And still is friend to him and Margaret:
But if your title to the crown be weak,
As may appear by Edward's good success,
Then 'tis but reason that I be released
From giving aid which late I promised.
Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand
That your estate requires and mine can yield.

15

III,3,1860

Warwick, this is some post to us or thee.

16

III,3,1873

Warwick, what are thy news? and yours, fair queen?

17

III,3,1876

What! has your king married the Lady Grey!
And now, to soothe your forgery and his,
Sends me a paper to persuade me patience?
Is this the alliance that he seeks with France?
Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner?

18

III,3,1920

And mine with hers, and thine, and Margaret's.
Therefore at last I firmly am resolved
You shall have aid.

19

III,3,1924

Then, England's messenger, return in post,
And tell false Edward, thy supposed king,
That Lewis of France is sending over masquers
To revel it with him and his new bride:
Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal.

20

III,3,1937

But, Warwick,
Thou and Oxford, with five thousand men,
Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle;
And, as occasion serves, this noble queen
And prince shall follow with a fresh supply.
Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt,
What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty?

21

III,3,1956

Why stay we now? These soldiers shall be levied,
And thou, Lord Bourbon, our high admiral,
Shalt waft them over with our royal fleet.
I long till Edward fall by war's mischance,
For mocking marriage with a dame of France.