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

Henry VI. Ah, know you not the city favours them,
And they have troops of soldiers at their beck?

Duke of Exeter. But when the duke is slain, they'll quickly fly.

Richard Plantagenet - Duke of York. I am thine.

Duke of Exeter. For shame, come down: he made thee Duke of York.

Richard Plantagenet - Duke of York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was.

Duke of Exeter. Thy father was a traitor to the crown.

Warwick. Suppose, my lords, he did it unconstrain'd,
Think you 'twere prejudicial to his crown?

Duke of Exeter. No; for he could not so resign his crown
But that the next heir should succeed and reign.

Henry VI. Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter?

Duke of Exeter. His is the right, and therefore pardon me.

Richard Plantagenet - Duke of York. Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not?

Duke of Exeter. My conscience tells me he is lawful king.

Warwick. Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not.

Duke of Exeter. They seek revenge and therefore will not yield.

Richard Plantagenet - Duke of York. Now York and Lancaster are reconciled.

Duke of Exeter. Accursed be he that seeks to make them foes!

Henry VI. And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court.

Duke of Exeter. Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger:
I'll steal away.

Henry VI. Poor queen! how love to me and to her son
Hath made her break out into terms of rage!
Revenged may she be on that hateful duke,
Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire,
Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle
Tire on the flesh of me and of my son!
The loss of those three lords torments my heart:
I'll write unto them and entreat them fair.
Come, cousin you shall be the messenger.

Duke of Exeter. And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all.

Queen Margaret. Mount you, my lord; towards Berwick post amain:
Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds
Having the fearful flying hare in sight,
With fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath,
And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful hands,
Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain.

Duke of Exeter. Away! for vengeance comes along with them:
Nay, stay not to expostulate, make speed;
Or else come after: I'll away before.

Henry VI. Here at the palace I will rest awhile.
Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship?
Methinks the power that Edward hath in field
Should not be able to encounter mine.

Duke of Exeter. The doubt is that he will seduce the rest.

Henry VI. That's not my fear; my meed hath got me fame:
I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands,
Nor posted off their suits with slow delays;
My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs,
My mercy dried their water-flowing tears;
I have not been desirous of their wealth,
Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies.
Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd:
Then why should they love Edward more than me?
No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace:
And when the lion fawns upon the lamb,
The lamb will never cease to follow him.

Duke of Exeter. Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these?