Speeches (Lines) for Lord Sands
in "Henry VIII"
Total: 17

1

I,3,572

New customs,
Though they be never so ridiculous,
Nay, let 'em be unmanly, yet are follow'd.

2

I,3,581

They have all new legs, and lame ones: one would take it,
That never saw 'em pace before, the spavin
Or springhalt reign'd among 'em.

3

I,3,612

'Tis time to give 'em physic, their diseases
Are grown so catching.

4

I,3,620

The devil fiddle 'em! I am glad they are going,
For, sure, there's no converting of 'em: now
An honest country lord, as I am, beaten
A long time out of play, may bring his plainsong
And have an hour of hearing; and, by'r lady,
Held current music too.

5

I,3,628

No, my lord;
Nor shall not, while I have a stump.

6

I,3,643

He may, my lord; has wherewithal: in him
Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine:
Men of his way should be most liberal;
They are set here for examples.

7

I,3,653

I am your lordship's.

8

I,4,670

Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal
But half my lay thoughts in him, some of these
Should find a running banquet ere they rested,
I think would better please 'em: by my life,
They are a sweet society of fair ones.

9

I,4,677

I would I were;
They should find easy penance.

10

I,4,680

As easy as a down-bed would afford it.

11

I,4,687

By my faith,
And thank your lordship. By your leave, sweet ladies:
If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;
I had it from my father.

12

I,4,692

O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too:
But he would bite none; just as I do now,
He would kiss you twenty with a breath.

13

I,4,700

For my little cure,
Let me alone.

14

I,4,708

Your grace is noble:
Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks,
And save me so much talking.

15

I,4,715

The red wine first must rise
In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em
Talk us to silence.

16

I,4,720

Yes, if I make my play.
Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam,
For 'tis to such a thing,—

17

I,4,724

I told your grace they would talk anon.