Speeches (Lines) for Leonato
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I learn in this letter that Don Peter of Arragon
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How many gentlemen have you lost in this action? |
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A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings
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He hath an uncle here in Messina will be very much
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Did he break out into tears? |
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A kind overflow of kindness: there are no faces
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What is he that you ask for, niece? |
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Faith, niece, you tax Signior Benedick too much;
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You must not, sir, mistake my niece. There is a
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You will never run mad, niece. |
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Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of
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Her mother hath many times told me so. |
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Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. |
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If you swear, my lord, you shall not be forsworn.
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Please it your grace lead on? |
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How now, brother! Where is my cousin, your son?
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Are they good? |
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Hath the fellow any wit that told you this? |
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No, no; we will hold it as a dream till it appear
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Was not Count John here at supper? |
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Then half Signior Benedick's tongue in Count John's
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By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a
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So, by being too curst, God will send you no horns. |
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You may light on a husband that hath no beard. |
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Well, then, go you into hell? |
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Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband. |
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Daughter, remember what I told you: if the prince
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Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly. |
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The revellers are entering, brother: make good room.
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Count, take of me my daughter, and with her my
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Niece, will you look to those things I told you of? |
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There's little of the melancholy element in her, my
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O, by no means: she mocks all her wooers out of suit. |
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O Lord, my lord, if they were but a week married,
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Not till Monday, my dear son, which is hence a just
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My lord, I am for you, though it cost me ten
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No, nor I neither; but most wonderful that she
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By my troth, my lord, I cannot tell what to think
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O God, counterfeit! There was never counterfeit of
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What effects, my lord? She will sit you, you heard
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I would have sworn it had, my lord; especially
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No; and swears she never will: that's her torment. |
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This says she now when she is beginning to write to
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O, when she had writ it and was reading it over, she
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O, she tore the letter into a thousand halfpence;
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She doth indeed; my daughter says so: and the
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O, my lord, wisdom and blood combating in so tender
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Were it good, think you? |
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If he do fear God, a' must necessarily keep peace:
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Nay, that's impossible: she may wear her heart out first. |
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My lord, will you walk? dinner is ready. |
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So say I. methinks you are sadder. |
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Where is but a humour or a worm. |
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Indeed, he looks younger than he did, by the loss of a beard. |
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What would you with me, honest neighbour? |
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Brief, I pray you; for you see it is a busy time with me. |
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What is it, my good friends? |
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Neighbours, you are tedious. |
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All thy tediousness on me, ah? |
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I would fain know what you have to say. |
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Indeed, neighbour, he comes too short of you. |
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I must leave you. |
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Take their examination yourself and bring it me: I
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Drink some wine ere you go: fare you well. |
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I'll wait upon them: I am ready. |
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Come, Friar Francis, be brief; only to the plain
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To be married to her: friar, you come to marry her. |
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I dare make his answer, none. |
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As freely, son, as God did give her me. |
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What do you mean, my lord? |
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Dear my lord, if you, in your own proof,
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Sweet prince, why speak not you? |
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Are these things spoken, or do I but dream? |
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All this is so: but what of this, my lord? |
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I charge thee do so, as thou art my child. |
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Hath no man's dagger here a point for me? |
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O Fate! take not away thy heavy hand.
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Dost thou look up? |
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Wherefore! Why, doth not every earthly thing
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Confirm'd, confirm'd! O, that is stronger made
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Friar, it cannot be.
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I know not. If they speak but truth of her,
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What shall become of this? what will this do? |
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Being that I flow in grief,
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I pray thee, cease thy counsel,
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I pray thee, peace. I will be flesh and blood;
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There thou speak'st reason: nay, I will do so.
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Hear you. my lords,— |
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Some haste, my lord! well, fare you well, my lord:
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Marry, thou dost wrong me; thou dissembler, thou:—
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Tush, tush, man; never fleer and jest at me:
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Thine, Claudio; thine, I say. |
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My lord, my lord,
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Canst thou so daff me? Thou hast kill'd my child:
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Brother,— |
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Brother Antony,— |
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But, brother Antony,— |
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My lord, my lord,— |
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No? Come, brother; away! I will be heard. |
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Which is the villain? let me see his eyes,
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Art thou the slave that with thy breath hast kill'd
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No, not so, villain; thou beliest thyself:
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I cannot bid you bid my daughter live;
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To-morrow then I will expect your coming;
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I thank thee for thy care and honest pains. |
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There's for thy pains. |
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Go, I discharge thee of thy prisoner, and I thank thee. |
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Until to-morrow morning, lords, farewell. |
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[To the Watch] Bring you these fellows on. We'll
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So are the prince and Claudio, who accused her
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Well, daughter, and you gentle-women all,
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That eye my daughter lent her: 'tis most true. |
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The sight whereof I think you had from me,
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My heart is with your liking. |
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Good morrow, prince; good morrow, Claudio:
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Call her forth, brother; here's the friar ready. |
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No, that you shall not, till you take her hand
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She died, my lord, but whiles her slander lived. |
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Come, cousin, I am sure you love the gentleman. |
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We'll have dancing afterward. |