Speeches (Lines) for Sir Thomas Lovell in "Henry VIII"
Total: 21
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1 |
I,3,590 |
Faith, my lord,
I hear of none, but the new proclamation
That's clapp'd upon the court-gate.
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2 |
I,3,594 |
The reformation of our travell'd gallants,
That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors.
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3 |
I,3,599 |
They must either,
For so run the conditions, leave those remnants
Of fool and feather that they got in France,
With all their honourable point of ignorance
Pertaining thereunto, as fights and fireworks,
Abusing better men than they can be,
Out of a foreign wisdom, renouncing clean
The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings,
Short blister'd breeches, and those types of travel,
And understand again like honest men;
Or pack to their old playfellows: there, I take it,
They may, 'cum privilegio,' wear away
The lag end of their lewdness and be laugh'd at.
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4 |
I,3,616 |
Ay, marry,
There will be woe indeed, lords: the sly whoresons
Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies;
A French song and a fiddle has no fellow.
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5 |
I,3,632 |
To the cardinal's:
Your lordship is a guest too.
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6 |
I,3,638 |
That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed,
A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us;
His dews fall every where.
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7 |
I,4,675 |
O, that your lordship were but now confessor
To one or two of these!
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8 |
I,4,679 |
Faith, how easy?
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9 |
I,4,801 |
Yes, my lord.
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10 |
II,1,913 |
I do beseech your grace, for charity,
If ever any malice in your heart
Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly.
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11 |
II,1,930 |
To the water side I must conduct your grace;
Then give my charge up to Sir Nicholas Vaux,
Who undertakes you to your end.
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12 |
V,1,2784 |
Came you from the king, my lord
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13 |
V,1,2787 |
I must to him too,
Before he go to bed. I'll take my leave.
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14 |
V,1,2796 |
My lord, I love you;
And durst commend a secret to your ear
Much weightier than this work. The queen's in labour,
They say, in great extremity; and fear'd
She'll with the labour end.
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15 |
V,1,2805 |
Methinks I could
Cry the amen; and yet my conscience says
She's a good creature, and, sweet lady, does
Deserve our better wishes.
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16 |
V,1,2816 |
Now, sir, you speak of two
The most remark'd i' the kingdom. As for Cromwell,
Beside that of the jewel house, is made master
O' the rolls, and the king's secretary; further, sir,
Stands in the gap and trade of moe preferments,
With which the time will load him. The archbishop
Is the king's hand and tongue; and who dare speak
One syllable against him?
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17 |
V,1,2840 |
Many good nights, my lord: I rest your servant.
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18 |
V,1,2849 |
I could not personally deliver to her
What you commanded me, but by her woman
I sent your message; who return'd her thanks
In the great'st humbleness, and desired your highness
Most heartily to pray for her.
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19 |
V,1,2856 |
So said her woman; and that her sufferance made
Almost each pang a death.
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20 |
V,1,2881 |
[Aside] This is about that which the bishop spake:
I am happily come hither.
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21 |
V,1,2988 |
Sir?
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