Speeches (Lines) for Edmond, Earl of Rutland in "History of Henry VI, Part III"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 I / 3
  • Ah, whither shall I fly to 'scape their hands?
    Ah, tutor, look where bloody...
  • Ah, whither shall I fly to 'scape their hands?
    Ah, tutor, look where bloody Clifford comes!
  • Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester). Five men to twenty! though the odds be great,
    I doubt not, uncle, of our victory.
    Many a battle have I won in France,
    When as the enemy hath been ten to one:
    Why should I not now have the like success?

    Edmond, Earl of Rutland. Ah, whither shall I fly to 'scape their hands?
    Ah, tutor, look where bloody Clifford comes!

2 I / 3
  • So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch
    That trembles under his devouring...
  • So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch
    That trembles under his devouring paws;
    And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey,
    And so he comes, to rend his limbs asunder.
    Ah, gentle Clifford, kill me with thy sword,
    And not with such a cruel threatening look.
    Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die.
    I am too mean a subject for thy wrath:
    Be thou revenged on men, and let me live.
  • Lord Clifford. How now! is he dead already? or is it fear
    That makes him close his eyes? I'll open them.

    Edmond, Earl of Rutland. So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch
    That trembles under his devouring paws;
    And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey,
    And so he comes, to rend his limbs asunder.
    Ah, gentle Clifford, kill me with thy sword,
    And not with such a cruel threatening look.
    Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die.
    I am too mean a subject for thy wrath:
    Be thou revenged on men, and let me live.

3 I / 3
  • Then let my father's blood open it again:
    He is a man, and, Clifford, cope w...
  • Then let my father's blood open it again:
    He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him.
  • Lord Clifford. In vain thou speak'st, poor boy; my father's blood
    Hath stopp'd the passage where thy words should enter.

    Edmond, Earl of Rutland. Then let my father's blood open it again:
    He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him.

4 I / 3
  • O, let me pray before I take my death!
    To thee I pray; sweet Clifford, pity...
  • O, let me pray before I take my death!
    To thee I pray; sweet Clifford, pity me!
  • Lord Clifford. Had thy brethren here, their lives and thine
    Were not revenge sufficient for me;
    No, if I digg'd up thy forefathers' graves
    And hung their rotten coffins up in chains,
    It could not slake mine ire, nor ease my heart.
    The sight of any of the house of York
    Is as a fury to torment my soul;
    And till I root out their accursed line
    And leave not one alive, I live in hell.
    Therefore--

    Edmond, Earl of Rutland. O, let me pray before I take my death!
    To thee I pray; sweet Clifford, pity me!

5 I / 3
  • I never did thee harm: why wilt thou slay me?
  • I never did thee harm: why wilt thou slay me?
  • Lord Clifford. Such pity as my rapier's point affords.

    Edmond, Earl of Rutland. I never did thee harm: why wilt thou slay me?

6 I / 3
  • But 'twas ere I was born.
    Thou hast one son; for his sake pity me,
    Lest...
  • But 'twas ere I was born.
    Thou hast one son; for his sake pity me,
    Lest in revenge thereof, sith God is just,
    He be as miserably slain as I.
    Ah, let me live in prison all my days;
    And when I give occasion of offence,
    Then let me die, for now thou hast no cause.
  • Lord Clifford. Thy father hath.

    Edmond, Earl of Rutland. But 'twas ere I was born.
    Thou hast one son; for his sake pity me,
    Lest in revenge thereof, sith God is just,
    He be as miserably slain as I.
    Ah, let me live in prison all my days;
    And when I give occasion of offence,
    Then let me die, for now thou hast no cause.

7 I / 3
  • Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tuae!
  • Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tuae!
  • Lord Clifford. No cause!
    Thy father slew my father; therefore, die.

    Edmond, Earl of Rutland. Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tuae!

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