Speeches (Lines) for Bona in "History of Henry VI, Part III"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 III / 3
  • Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine:
    [To WARWICK]
    Yet I confess th...
  • Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine:
    [To WARWICK]
    Yet I confess that often ere this day,
    When I have heard your king's desert recounted,
    Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire.
  • King Lewis XI. Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve.

    Bona. Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine:
    [To WARWICK]
    Yet I confess that often ere this day,
    When I have heard your king's desert recounted,
    Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire.

2 III / 3
  • Dear brother, how shall Bona be revenged
    But by thy help to this distressed...
  • Dear brother, how shall Bona be revenged
    But by thy help to this distressed queen?
  • Earl of Warwick. So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend,
    That, if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us
    With some few bands of chosen soldiers,
    I'll undertake to land them on our coast
    And force the tyrant from his seat by war.
    'Tis not his new-made bride shall succor him:
    And as for Clarence, as my letters tell me,
    He's very likely now to fall from him,
    For matching more for wanton lust than honour,
    Or than for strength and safety of our country.

    Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be revenged
    But by thy help to this distressed queen?

3 III / 3
  • My quarrel and this English queen's are one.
  • My quarrel and this English queen's are one.
  • Queen Margaret. Renowned prince, how shall poor Henry live,
    Unless thou rescue him from foul despair?

    Bona. My quarrel and this English queen's are one.

4 III / 3
  • Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
    I'll wear the willow garlan...
  • Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
    I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.
  • King Lewis XI. Then, England's messenger, return in post,
    And tell false Edward, thy supposed king,
    That Lewis of France is sending over masquers
    To revel it with him and his new bride:
    Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal.

    Bona. Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
    I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.

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