Speeches (Lines) for Mercade in "Love's Labour's Lost"

Total: 3

#	Act / Scene	Speech text
1	V / 2	God save you, madam! God save you, madam! Boyet. True, and it was enjoined him in Rome for want of linen: since when, I'll be sworn, he wore none but a dishclout of Jaquenetta's, and that a' wears next his heart for a favour. Mercade. God save you, madam!
2	V / 2	I am sorry, madam; for the news I bring Is heavy in my tongue. The king your... I am sorry, madam; for the news I bring Is heavy in my tongue. The king your father-- Princess of France. Welcome, Mercade; But that thou interrupt'st our merriment. Mercade. I am sorry, madam; for the news I bring Is heavy in my tongue. The king your father--
3	V / 2	Even so; my tale is told. Even so; my tale is told. Princess of France. Dead, for my life! Mercade. Even so; my tale is told.

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