Speeches (Lines) for Macmorris in "History of Henry V"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 III / 2
  • By Chrish, la! tish ill done: the work ish give
    over, the trompet sound the...
  • By Chrish, la! tish ill done: the work ish give
    over, the trompet sound the retreat. By my hand, I
    swear, and my father's soul, the work ish ill done;
    it ish give over: I would have blowed up the town, so
    Chrish save me, la! in an hour: O, tish ill done,
    tish ill done; by my hand, tish ill done!
  • Gower. How now, Captain Macmorris! have you quit the
    mines? have the pioneers given o'er?

    Macmorris. By Chrish, la! tish ill done: the work ish give
    over, the trompet sound the retreat. By my hand, I
    swear, and my father's soul, the work ish ill done;
    it ish give over: I would have blowed up the town, so
    Chrish save me, la! in an hour: O, tish ill done,
    tish ill done; by my hand, tish ill done!

2 III / 2
  • It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save me: the
    day is hot, and the weath...
  • It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save me: the
    day is hot, and the weather, and the wars, and the
    king, and the dukes: it is no time to discourse. The
    town is beseeched, and the trumpet call us to the
    breach; and we talk, and, be Chrish, do nothing:
    'tis shame for us all: so God sa' me, 'tis shame to
    stand still; it is shame, by my hand: and there is
    throats to be cut, and works to be done; and there
    ish nothing done, so Chrish sa' me, la!
  • Jamy. It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captains bath:
    and I sall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick
    occasion; that sall I, marry.

    Macmorris. It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save me: the
    day is hot, and the weather, and the wars, and the
    king, and the dukes: it is no time to discourse. The
    town is beseeched, and the trumpet call us to the
    breach; and we talk, and, be Chrish, do nothing:
    'tis shame for us all: so God sa' me, 'tis shame to
    stand still; it is shame, by my hand: and there is
    throats to be cut, and works to be done; and there
    ish nothing done, so Chrish sa' me, la!

3 III / 2
  • Of my nation! What ish my nation? Ish a villain,
    and a bastard, and a knave,...
  • Of my nation! What ish my nation? Ish a villain,
    and a bastard, and a knave, and a rascal. What ish
    my nation? Who talks of my nation?
  • Fluellen. Captain Macmorris, I think, look you, under your
    correction, there is not many of your nation--

    Macmorris. Of my nation! What ish my nation? Ish a villain,
    and a bastard, and a knave, and a rascal. What ish
    my nation? Who talks of my nation?

4 III / 2
  • I do not know you so good a man as myself: so
    Chrish save me, I will cut off...
  • I do not know you so good a man as myself: so
    Chrish save me, I will cut off your head.
  • Fluellen. Look you, if you take the matter otherwise than is
    meant, Captain Macmorris, peradventure I shall think
    you do not use me with that affability as in
    discretion you ought to use me, look you: being as
    good a man as yourself, both in the disciplines of
    war, and in the derivation of my birth, and in
    other particularities.

    Macmorris. I do not know you so good a man as myself: so
    Chrish save me, I will cut off your head.

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