Speeches (Lines) for Lord Lovel in "History of Richard III"

Total: 2

#	Act / Scene	Speech text
1	III / 4	Come, come, dispatch; 'tis bootless to exclaim. Come, come, dispatch; 'tis bootless to exclaim. Lord Hastings. O momentary grace of mortal men, Which we more hunt for than the grace of God! Who builds his hopes in air of your good looks, Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast, Ready, with every nod, to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep. Lord Lovel. Come, come, dispatch; 'tis bootless to exclaim.
2	III / 5	Here is the head of that ignoble traitor, The dangerous and unsuspected Hast... Here is the head of that ignoble traitor, The dangerous and unsuspected Hastings. Humphrey of Lancaster - Duke of Gloucester. Be patient, they are friends, Ratcliff and Lovel. Lord Lovel. Here is the head of that ignoble traitor, The dangerous and unsuspected Hastings.

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