Speeches (Lines) for Emilia
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You have little cause to say so. |
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You shall not write my praise. |
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How if fair and foolish? |
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Good morrow, good Lieutenant: I am sorry
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Pray you, come in;
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Good madam, do: I warrant it grieves my husband,
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Madam, here comes my lord. |
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I am glad I have found this napkin:
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Do not you chide; I have a thing for you. |
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Ha! |
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O, is that all? What will you give me now
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What handkerchief?
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No, 'faith; she let it drop by negligence.
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What will you do with 't, that you have been
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If it be not for some purpose of import,
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I know not, madam. |
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Is he not jealous? |
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Look, where he comes. |
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Is not this man jealous? |
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'Tis not a year or two shows us a man:
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He went hence but now,
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Pray heaven it be state-matters, as you think,
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But jealous souls will not be answer'd so;
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Lady, amen. |
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Nor ever heard, nor ever did suspect. |
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But then I saw no harm, and then I heard
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Never, my lord. |
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Never. |
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Never, my lord. |
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I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest,
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Alas, what does this gentleman conceive?
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Good madam, what's the matter with my lord? |
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Why, with my lord, madam. |
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He that is yours, sweet lady. |
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Here's a change indeed! |
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Alas, Iago, my lord hath so bewhored her.
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He call'd her whore: a beggar in his drink
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Hath she forsook so many noble matches,
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I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain,
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A halter pardon him! and hell gnaw his bones!
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O, fie upon them! Some such squire he was
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How goes it now? he looks gentler than he did. |
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Dismiss me! |
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I would you had never seen him! |
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I have laid those sheets you bade me on the bed. |
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Come, come you talk. |
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Shall I go fetch your night-gown? |
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A very handsome man. |
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I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot
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It's the wind. |
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'Tis neither here nor there. |
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There be some such, no question. |
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Why, would not you? |
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Nor I neither by this heavenly light;
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The world's a huge thing: it is a great price.
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In troth, I think I should; and undo't when I had
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Why the wrong is but a wrong i' the world: and
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Yes, a dozen; and as many to the vantage as would
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'Las, what's the matter? what's the matter, husband? |
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Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio! |
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Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet! |
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As I! foh! fie upon thee! |
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[Within] My lord, my lord! what, ho! my lord, my lord! |
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[Within] What, ho! my lord, my lord! |
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[Within] O, good my lord, I would speak a word with you! |
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[Within] I do beseech you
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O, my good lord, yonder's foul murders done! |
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But now, my lord. |
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Cassio, my lord, hath kill'd a young Venetian
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No, Cassio is not kill'd. |
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Alas, what cry is that? |
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Out, and alas! that was my lady's voice.
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O, who hath done this deed? |
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Alas, who knows? |
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She said so: I must needs report the truth. |
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O, the more angel she,
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Thou dost belie her, and thou art a devil. |
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Thou art rash as fire, to say
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My husband! |
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That she was false to wedlock? |
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My husband! |
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My husband! |
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O mistress, villany hath made mocks with love,
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If he say so, may his pernicious soul
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Do thy worst:
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Thou hast not half that power to do me harm
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O, are you come, Iago? you have done well,
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Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man:
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But did you ever tell him she was false? |
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You told a lie, an odious, damned lie;
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I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak:
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And your reports have set the murder on. |
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Villany, villany, villany!
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Good gentlemen, let me have leave to speak:
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Nay, lay thee down and roar;
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O heaven! O heavenly powers! |
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'Twill out, 'twill out: I peace!
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I will not. |
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O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief thou speak'st of
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She give it Cassio! no, alas! I found it,
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By heaven, I do not, I do not, gentlemen.
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Ay, ay: O, lay me by my mistress' side. |
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What did thy song bode, lady?
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