Speeches (Lines) for Lord Bigot in "History of King John"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 IV / 3
  • To-morrow morning let us meet him then.
  • To-morrow morning let us meet him then.
  • Salisbury. The Count Melun, a noble lord of France,
    Whose private with me of the Dauphin's love
    Is much more general than these lines import.

    Lord Bigot. To-morrow morning let us meet him then.

2 IV / 3
  • Or, when he doom'd this beauty to a grave,
    Found it too precious-princely fo...
  • Or, when he doom'd this beauty to a grave,
    Found it too precious-princely for a grave.
  • Salisbury. Murder, as hating what himself hath done,
    Doth lay it open to urge on revenge.

    Lord Bigot. Or, when he doom'd this beauty to a grave,
    Found it too precious-princely for a grave.

3 IV / 3
  • Out, dunghill! darest thou brave a nobleman?
  • Out, dunghill! darest thou brave a nobleman?
  • Hubert de Burgh. Stand back, Lord Salisbury, stand back, I say;
    By heaven, I think my sword's as sharp as yours:
    I would not have you, lord, forget yourself,
    Nor tempt the danger of my true defence;
    Lest I, by marking of your rage, forget
    Your worth, your greatness and nobility.

    Lord Bigot. Out, dunghill! darest thou brave a nobleman?

4 IV / 3
  • What wilt thou do, renowned Faulconbridge?
    Second a villain and a murderer?
  • What wilt thou do, renowned Faulconbridge?
    Second a villain and a murderer?
  • Philip the Bastard. Thou wert better gall the devil, Salisbury:
    If thou but frown on me, or stir thy foot,
    Or teach thy hasty spleen to do me shame,
    I'll strike thee dead. Put up thy sword betime;
    Or I'll so maul you and your toasting-iron,
    That you shall think the devil is come from hell.

    Lord Bigot. What wilt thou do, renowned Faulconbridge?
    Second a villain and a murderer?

5 IV / 3
  • Who kill'd this prince?
  • Who kill'd this prince?
  • Hubert de Burgh. Lord Bigot, I am none.

    Lord Bigot. Who kill'd this prince?

6 IV / 3
  • Away toward Bury, to the Dauphin there!
  • Away toward Bury, to the Dauphin there!
  • Salisbury. Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
    For villany is not without such rheum;
    And he, long traded in it, makes it seem
    Like rivers of remorse and innocency.
    Away with me, all you whose souls abhor
    The uncleanly savours of a slaughter-house;
    For I am stifled with this smell of sin.

    Lord Bigot. Away toward Bury, to the Dauphin there!

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