Speeches (Lines) for Lord Sands
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New customs,
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They have all new legs, and lame ones: one would take it,
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'Tis time to give 'em physic, their diseases
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The devil fiddle 'em! I am glad they are going,
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No, my lord;
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He may, my lord; has wherewithal: in him
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I am your lordship's. |
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Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal
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I would I were;
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As easy as a down-bed would afford it. |
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By my faith,
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O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too:
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For my little cure,
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Your grace is noble:
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The red wine first must rise
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Yes, if I make my play.
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I told your grace they would talk anon. |
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