Speeches (Lines) for Lord
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Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds;
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Thou art a fool; if Echo were as fleet,
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What's here? One dead, or drunk?
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O monstrous beast, how like a swine he lies!
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Even as a flatt'ring dream or worthless fancy.
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Take him up gently, and to bed with him;
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Bid them come near.
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Do you intend to stay with me to-night? |
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With all my heart. This fellow I remember
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'Tis very true; thou didst it excellent.
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Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery,
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12 |
Heaven cease this idle humour in your honour!
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Hence comes it that your kindred shuns your house,
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We'll show thee Io as she was a maid
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Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord.
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16 |
Madam. |
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Madam, and nothing else; so lords call ladies. |
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