Speeches (Lines) for Lord Willoughby in "History of Richard II"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 II / 1
  • Barely in title, not in revenue.
  • Barely in title, not in revenue.
  • Lord Ross. And living too; for now his son is duke.

    Lord Willoughby. Barely in title, not in revenue.

2 II / 1
  • Tends that thou wouldst speak to the Duke of Hereford?
    If it be so, out with...
  • Tends that thou wouldst speak to the Duke of Hereford?
    If it be so, out with it boldly, man;
    Quick is mine ear to hear of good towards him.
  • Earl of Northumberland. Nay, speak thy mind; and let him ne'er speak more
    That speaks thy words again to do thee harm!

    Lord Willoughby. Tends that thou wouldst speak to the Duke of Hereford?
    If it be so, out with it boldly, man;
    Quick is mine ear to hear of good towards him.

3 II / 1
  • And daily new exactions are devised,
    As blanks, benevolences, and I wot not...
  • And daily new exactions are devised,
    As blanks, benevolences, and I wot not what:
    But what, o' God's name, doth become of this?
  • Lord Ross. The commons hath he pill'd with grievous taxes,
    And quite lost their hearts: the nobles hath he fined
    For ancient quarrels, and quite lost their hearts.

    Lord Willoughby. And daily new exactions are devised,
    As blanks, benevolences, and I wot not what:
    But what, o' God's name, doth become of this?

4 II / 1
  • The king's grown bankrupt, like a broken man.
  • The king's grown bankrupt, like a broken man.
  • Lord Ross. The Earl of Wiltshire hath the realm in farm.

    Lord Willoughby. The king's grown bankrupt, like a broken man.

5 II / 1
  • Nay, let us share thy thoughts, as thou dost ours.
  • Nay, let us share thy thoughts, as thou dost ours.
  • Earl of Northumberland. Not so; even through the hollow eyes of death
    I spy life peering; but I dare not say
    How near the tidings of our comfort is.

    Lord Willoughby. Nay, let us share thy thoughts, as thou dost ours.

6 II / 1
  • Hold out my horse, and I will first be there.
  • Hold out my horse, and I will first be there.
  • Lord Ross. To horse, to horse! urge doubts to them that fear.

    Lord Willoughby. Hold out my horse, and I will first be there.

7 II / 3
  • And far surmounts our labour to attain it.
  • And far surmounts our labour to attain it.
  • Lord Ross. Your presence makes us rich, most noble lord.

    Lord Willoughby. And far surmounts our labour to attain it.

8 II / 3
  • Base men by his endowments are made great.
  • Base men by his endowments are made great.
  • Lord Ross. It stands your grace upon to do him right.

    Lord Willoughby. Base men by his endowments are made great.

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