| Speeches (Lines) for Third Lord | ||
| # | Act, Scene, Line (Click to see in context) | Speech text | 
| 1 | I promise you, my lord, you moved me much. | |
| 2 | O, he's the very soul of bounty! | |
| 3 | Doubt not that, if money and the season can yield
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| 4 | Alcibiades is banished: hear you of it? | |
| 5 | 'Tis so, be sure of it. | |
| 6 | I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble feast toward. | |
| 7 | Will 't hold? will 't hold? | |
| 8 | I do conceive. | |
| 9 | Push! did you see my cap? | |
| 10 | Did you see my cap? | |
| 11 | I feel 't upon my bones. | |
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