Speeches (Lines) for Lucio
in "Measure for Measure"
Total: 111

1

I,2,98

If the duke with the other dukes come not to
composition with the King of Hungary, why then all...

2

I,2,104

Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate, that
went to sea with the Ten Commandments, but scraped...

3

I,2,108

Ay, that he razed.

4

I,2,115

I believe thee; for I think thou never wast where
grace was said.

5

I,2,119

In any proportion or in any language.

6

I,2,121

Ay, why not? Grace is grace, despite of all
controversy: as, for example, thou thyself art a...

7

I,2,125

I grant; as there may between the lists and the
velvet. Thou art the list.

8

I,2,132

I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most painful
feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own...

9

I,2,138

Behold, behold. where Madam Mitigation comes! I
have purchased as many diseases under her roof as come to—

10

I,2,141

Judge.

11

I,2,144

A French crown more.

12

I,2,147

Nay, not as one would say, healthy; but so sound as
things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow;...

13

I,2,160

But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so.
Art thou sure of this?

14

I,2,164

Believe me, this may be: he promised to meet me two
hours since, and he was ever precise in...

15

I,2,170

Away! let's go learn the truth of it.

16

I,2,215

Why, how now, Claudio! whence comes this restraint?

17

I,2,222

If could speak so wisely under an arrest, I would
send for certain of my creditors: and yet, to say...

18

I,2,228

What, is't murder?

19

I,2,230

Lechery?

20

I,2,234

A hundred, if they'll do you any good.
Is lechery so look'd after?

21

I,2,247

With child, perhaps?

22

I,2,264

I warrant it is: and thy head stands so tickle on
thy shoulders that a milkmaid, if she be in love,...

23

I,2,280

I pray she may; as well for the encouragement of the
like, which else would stand under grievous...

24

I,2,286

Within two hours.

25

I,4,354

[Within] Ho! Peace be in this place!

26

I,4,367

Hail, virgin, if you be, as those cheek-roses
Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me...

27

I,4,375

Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets you:
Not to be weary with you, he's in prison.

28

I,4,378

For that which, if myself might be his judge,
He should receive his punishment in thanks:...

29

I,4,382

It is true.
I would not—though 'tis my familiar sin...

30

I,4,391

Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis thus:
Your brother and his lover have embraced:...

31

I,4,398

Is she your cousin?

32

I,4,401

She it is.

33

I,4,403

This is the point.
The duke is very strangely gone from hence;...

34

I,4,427

Has censured him
Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath...

35

I,4,432

Assay the power you have.

36

I,4,434

Our doubts are traitors
And make us lose the good we oft might win...

37

I,4,442

But speedily.

38

I,4,448

I take my leave of you.

39

II,2,796

[Aside to ISABELLA] Give't not o'er so: to him
again, entreat him;...

40

II,2,813

[Aside to ISABELLA] You are too cold.

41

II,2,829

[Aside to ISABELLA]
Ay, touch him; there's the vein.

42

II,2,852

[Aside to ISABELLA] Ay, well said.

43

II,2,874

[Aside to ISABELLA] That's well said.

44

II,2,889

[Aside to ISABELLA] O, to him, to him, wench! he
will relent;...

45

II,2,896

Thou'rt i' the right, girl; more o, that.

46

II,2,899

[Aside to ISABELLA] Art avised o' that? more on 't.

47

II,2,916

[Aside to ISABELLA] You had marr'd all else.

48

II,2,925

[Aside to ISABELLA] Go to; 'tis well; away!

49

III,2,1555

How now, noble Pompey! What, at the wheels of
Caesar? art thou led in triumph? What, is there...

50

III,2,1566

How doth my dear morsel, thy mistress? Procures she
still, ha?

51

III,2,1570

Why, 'tis good; it is the right of it; it must be
so: ever your fresh whore and your powdered bawd:...

52

III,2,1575

Why, 'tis not amiss, Pompey. Farewell: go, say I
sent thee thither. For debt, Pompey? or how?

53

III,2,1578

Well, then, imprison him: if imprisonment be the
due of a bawd, why, 'tis his right: bawd is he...

54

III,2,1585

No, indeed, will I not, Pompey; it is not the wear.
I will pray, Pompey, to increase your bondage: If...

55

III,2,1590

Does Bridget paint still, Pompey, ha?

56

III,2,1593

Then, Pompey, nor now. What news abroad, friar?
what news?

57

III,2,1596

Go to kennel, Pompey; go.
[Exeunt ELBOW, POMPEY and Officers]...

58

III,2,1600

Some say he is with the Emperor of Russia; other
some, he is in Rome: but where is he, think you?

59

III,2,1603

It was a mad fantastical trick of him to steal from
the state, and usurp the beggary he was never born...

60

III,2,1608

A little more lenity to lechery would do no harm in
him: something too crabbed that way, friar.

61

III,2,1611

Yes, in good sooth, the vice is of a great kindred;
it is well allied: but it is impossible to extirp...

62

III,2,1618

Some report a sea-maid spawned him; some, that he
was begot between two stock-fishes. But it is...

63

III,2,1624

Why, what a ruthless thing is this in him, for the
rebellion of a codpiece to take away the life of a...

64

III,2,1633

O, sir, you are deceived.

65

III,2,1635

Who, not the duke? yes, your beggar of fifty; and
his use was to put a ducat in her clack-dish: the...

66

III,2,1640

Sir, I was an inward of his. A shy fellow was the
duke: and I believe I know the cause of his...

67

III,2,1644

No, pardon; 'tis a secret must be locked within the
teeth and the lips: but this I can let you...

68

III,2,1649

A very superficial, ignorant, unweighing fellow.

69

III,2,1658

Sir, I know him, and I love him.

70

III,2,1661

Come, sir, I know what I know.

71

III,2,1668

Sir, my name is Lucio; well known to the duke.

72

III,2,1671

I fear you not.

73

III,2,1675

I'll be hanged first: thou art deceived in me,
friar. But no more of this. Canst thou tell if...

74

III,2,1679

Why? For filling a bottle with a tundish. I would
the duke we talk of were returned again: the...

75

IV,3,2278

Good even. Friar, where's the provost?

76

IV,3,2280

O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart to see
thine eyes so red: thou must be patient. I am fain...

77

IV,3,2291

Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do:
he's a better woodman than thou takest him for.

78

IV,3,2294

Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee
I can tell thee pretty tales of the duke.

79

IV,3,2298

I was once before him for getting a wench with child.

80

IV,3,2300

Yes, marry, did I. but I was fain to forswear it;
they would else have married me to the rotten medlar.

81

IV,3,2303

By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end:
if bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of...

82

V,1,2470

That's I, an't like your grace:
I came to her from Claudio, and desired her...

83

V,1,2476

No, my good lord;
Nor wish'd to hold my peace.

84

V,1,2482

I warrant your honour.

85

V,1,2485

Right.

86

V,1,2531

My lord, I know him; 'tis a meddling friar;
I do not like the man: had he been lay, my lord...

87

V,1,2538

But yesternight, my lord, she and that friar,
I saw them at the prison: a saucy friar,...

88

V,1,2554

My lord, most villanously; believe it.

89

V,1,2585

My lord, she may be a punk; for many of them are
neither maid, widow, nor wife.

90

V,1,2589

Well, my lord.

91

V,1,2594

He was drunk then, my lord: it can be no better.

92

V,1,2596

Well, my lord.

93

V,1,2621

Carnally, she says.

94

V,1,2623

Enough, my lord.

95

V,1,2677

'Cucullus non facit monachum:' honest in nothing
but in his clothes; and one that hath spoke most...

96

V,1,2683

As any in Vienna, on my word.

97

V,1,2688

Not better than he, by her own report.

98

V,1,2690

Marry, sir, I think, if you handled her privately,
she would sooner confess: perchance, publicly,...

99

V,1,2694

That's the way; for women are light at midnight.
[Re-enter Officers with ISABELLA; and Provost with]...

100

V,1,2699

My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of; here with
the provost.

101

V,1,2703

Mum.

102

V,1,2720

This is the rascal; this is he I spoke of.

103

V,1,2743

'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, goodman baldpate:
do you know me?

104

V,1,2747

O, did you so? And do you remember what you said of the duke?

105

V,1,2749

Do you so, sir? And was the duke a fleshmonger, a
fool, and a coward, as you then reported him to be?

106

V,1,2754

O thou damnable fellow! Did not I pluck thee by the
nose for thy speeches?

107

V,1,2766

Come, sir; come, sir; come, sir; foh, sir! Why, you
bald-pated, lying rascal, you must be hooded, must...

108

V,1,2777

This may prove worse than hanging.

109

V,1,2950

'Faith, my lord. I spoke it but according to the
trick. If you will hang me for it, you may; but I...

110

V,1,2960

I beseech your highness, do not marry me to a whore.
Your highness said even now, I made you a duke:...

111

V,1,2967

Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressing to death,
whipping, and hanging.