Speeches (Lines) for BROTHER in "The Two Noble Kinsmen"

DAUGHTER. [sings]
May you never more enjoy the light, etc.
Is not this a fine song?

BROTHER. O, a very fine one.

DAUGHTER. I can sing twenty more.

BROTHER. I think you can.

DAUGHTER. Yes, truly can I. I can sing "The Broom"
and "Bonny Robin." Are not you a tailor?

BROTHER. Yes.

DAUGHTER. Where's my wedding gown?

BROTHER. I'll bring it tomorrow.

DAUGHTER. Do, very rarely, I must be abroad else to
call the maids and pay the minstrels, for I must
lose my maidenhead by cocklight. 'Twill never
thrive else.

[Sings.]

O fair, O sweet, etc.

BROTHER. [to Jailer]
You must e'en take it patiently.

JAILER. 'Tis, love.

BROTHER. [aside to others]
By no mean cross her; she
is then distempered far worse than now she
shows.

JAILER. [aside]
She's lost past all cure.

BROTHER. Heaven forbid, man!

All. [as if sailing a ship]
Owgh, owgh, owgh!--'Tis up!
The wind's fair!--Top the bowline!--Out with the
main sail! Where's your whistle, master?

BROTHER. Let's get her in!

JAILER. Up to the top, boy!

BROTHER. Where's the pilot?