Speeches (Lines) for Queen
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How fares our noble uncle, Lancaster? |
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To please the king I did; to please myself
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It may be so; but yet my inward soul
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'Tis nothing less: conceit is still derived
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Why hopest thou so? 'tis better hope he is;
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Now God in heaven forbid! |
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So, Green, thou art the midwife to my woe,
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Who shall hinder me?
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With signs of war about his aged neck:
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What sport shall we devise here in this garden,
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'Twill make me think the world is full of rubs,
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My legs can keep no measure in delight,
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13 |
Of sorrow or of joy? |
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14 |
Of neither, girl:
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'Tis well that thou hast cause
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And I could sing, would weeping do me good,
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O, I am press'd to death through want of speaking!
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Nimble mischance, that art so light of foot,
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This way the king will come; this is the way
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20 |
What, is my Richard both in shape and mind
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And must we be divided? must we part? |
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Banish us both and send the king with me. |
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Then whither he goes, thither let me go. |
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So longest way shall have the longest moans. |
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Give me mine own again; 'twere no good part
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