Speeches (Lines) for Lord (Earl) Rivers in "History of Henry VI, Part III"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 IV / 4
  • Madam, what makes you in this sudden change?
  • Madam, what makes you in this sudden change?
  • Warwick. Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do;
    To free King Henry from imprisonment
    And see him seated in the regal throne.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Madam, what makes you in this sudden change?

2 IV / 4
  • What! loss of some pitch'd battle against Warwick?
  • What! loss of some pitch'd battle against Warwick?
  • Queen Elizabeth. Why brother Rivers, are you yet to learn
    What late misfortune is befall'n King Edward?

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. What! loss of some pitch'd battle against Warwick?

3 IV / 4
  • Then is my sovereign slain?
  • Then is my sovereign slain?
  • Queen Elizabeth. No, but the loss of his own royal person.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Then is my sovereign slain?

4 IV / 4
  • These news I must confess are full of grief;
    Yet, gracious madam, bear it as...
  • These news I must confess are full of grief;
    Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may:
    Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day.
  • Queen Elizabeth. Ay, almost slain, for he is taken prisoner,
    Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard
    Or by his foe surprised at unawares:
    And, as I further have to understand,
    Is new committed to the Bishop of York,
    Fell Warwick's brother and by that our foe.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. These news I must confess are full of grief;
    Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may:
    Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day.

5 IV / 4
  • But, madam, where is Warwick then become?
  • But, madam, where is Warwick then become?
  • Queen Elizabeth. Till then fair hope must hinder life's decay.
    And I the rather wean me from despair
    For love of Edward's offspring in my womb:
    This is it that makes me bridle passion
    And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross;
    Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear
    And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs,
    Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown
    King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English crown.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. But, madam, where is Warwick then become?

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