Speeches (Lines) for Lord Mayor of London in "History of Henry VI, Part I"

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# Act, Scene, Line Speech text
1 I, 3, 415
  • Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates,
    Thus contumeliously should...
  • Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates,
    Thus contumeliously should break the peace!
  • Duke of Gloucester. Winchester goose, I cry, a rope! a rope!
    Now beat them hence; why do you let them stay?
    Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array.
    Out, tawny coats! out, scarlet hypocrite!
    [Here GLOUCESTER's men beat out BISHOP OF]
    WINCHESTER's men, and enter in the hurly-
    burly the Mayor of London and his Officers]

    Lord Mayor of London. Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates,
    Thus contumeliously should break the peace!

2 I, 3, 429
  • Naught rests for me in this tumultuous strife
    But to make open proclamation:...
  • Naught rests for me in this tumultuous strife
    But to make open proclamation:
    Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst,
    Cry.
  • (stage directions). [Here they skirmish again]

    Lord Mayor of London. Naught rests for me in this tumultuous strife
    But to make open proclamation:
    Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst,
    Cry.

3 I, 3, 443
  • I'll call for clubs, if you will not away.
    This cardinal's more haughty than...
  • I'll call for clubs, if you will not away.
    This cardinal's more haughty than the devil.
  • Winchester. Gloucester, we will meet; to thy cost, be sure:
    Thy heart-blood I will have for this day's work.

    Lord Mayor of London. I'll call for clubs, if you will not away.
    This cardinal's more haughty than the devil.

4 I, 3, 450
  • See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart.
    Good God, these nobles shoul...
  • See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart.
    Good God, these nobles should such stomachs bear!
    I myself fight not once in forty year.
  • Winchester. Abominable Gloucester, guard thy head;
    For I intend to have it ere long.
    [Exeunt, severally, GLOUCESTER and BISHOP OF]
    WINCHESTER with their Serving-men]

    Lord Mayor of London. See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart.
    Good God, these nobles should such stomachs bear!
    I myself fight not once in forty year.

5 III, 1, 1303
  • O, my good lords, and virtuous Henry,
    Pity the city of London, pity us!
    ...
  • O, my good lords, and virtuous Henry,
    Pity the city of London, pity us!
    The bishop and the Duke of Gloucester's men,
    Forbidden late to carry any weapon,
    Have fill'd their pockets full of pebble stones
    And banding themselves in contrary parts
    Do pelt so fast at one another's pate
    That many have their giddy brains knock'd out:
    Our windows are broke down in every street
    And we for fear compell'd to shut our shops.
  • (stage directions). [A noise again, 'Stones! stones!' Enter Mayor]

    Lord Mayor of London. O, my good lords, and virtuous Henry,
    Pity the city of London, pity us!
    The bishop and the Duke of Gloucester's men,
    Forbidden late to carry any weapon,
    Have fill'd their pockets full of pebble stones
    And banding themselves in contrary parts
    Do pelt so fast at one another's pate
    That many have their giddy brains knock'd out:
    Our windows are broke down in every street
    And we for fear compell'd to shut our shops.

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