Speeches (Lines) for Maria
in "Love's Labour's Lost"
Total: 22

1

II,1,526

I know him, madam: at a marriage-feast,
Between Lord Perigort and the beauteous heir...

2

II,1,539

They say so most that most his humours know.

3

II,1,710

That last is Biron, the merry madcap lord:
Not a word with him but a jest.

4

II,1,715

Two hot sheeps, marry.

5

II,1,718

You sheep, and I pasture: shall that finish the jest?

6

II,1,721

Not so, gentle beast:
My lips are no common, though several they be.

7

II,1,724

To my fortunes and me.

8

II,1,756

He is Cupid's grandfather and learns news of him.

9

II,1,759

No.

10

IV,1,1100

You still wrangle with her, Boyet, and she strikes
at the brow.

11

IV,1,1115

A mark marvellous well shot, for they both did hit it.

12

IV,1,1118

Wide o' the bow hand! i' faith, your hand is out.

13

IV,1,1122

Come, come, you talk greasily; your lips grow foul.

14

V,2,1935

This and these pearls to me sent Longaville:
The letter is too long by half a mile.

15

V,2,1939

Ay, or I would these hands might never part.

16

V,2,1957

Folly in fools bears not so strong a note
As foolery in the wise, when wit doth dote;...

17

V,2,2142

Name it.

18

V,2,2144

Say you so? Fair lord,—
Take that for your fair lady.

19

V,2,2187

Dumain was at my service, and his sword:
No point, quoth I; my servant straight was mute.

20

V,2,2198

Dumain is mine, as sure as bark on tree.

21

V,2,2776

At the twelvemonth's end
I'll change my black gown for a faithful friend.

22

V,2,2779

The liker you; few taller are so young.