Speeches (Lines) for Lepidus
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I must not think there are
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Here's more news. |
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'Tis pity of him. |
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To-morrow, Caesar,
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Farewell, my lord: what you shall know meantime
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Good Enobarbus, 'tis a worthy deed,
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'Tis not a time
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But small to greater matters must give way. |
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Your speech is passion:
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Noble friends,
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Soft, Caesar! |
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'Tis noble spoken. |
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Worthily spoken, Mecaenas. |
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Happily, amen! |
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Time calls upon's:
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Noble Antony,
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Trouble yourselves no further: pray you, hasten
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Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress,
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Your way is shorter;
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Farewell. |
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Be pleased to tell us—
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Well met here. |
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You've strange serpents there. |
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Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud by the
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I am not so well as I should be, but I'll ne'er out. |
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Nay, certainly, I have heard the Ptolemies'
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What manner o' thing is your crocodile? |
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What colour is it of? |
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'Tis a strange serpent. |
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Let all the number of the stars give light
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