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I understand a fury in your words,
But not the words.

      — Othello, Act IV Scene 2

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1

Henry VI, Part I
[I, 1]

Messenger

74

No treachery; but want of men and money.
Amongst the soldiers this is muttered,
That here you maintain several factions,
And whilst a field should be dispatch'd and fought,
You are disputing of your generals:
One would have lingering wars with little cost;
Another would fly swift, but wanteth wings;
A third thinks, without expense at all,
By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd.
Awake, awake, English nobility!
Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot:
Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms;
Of England's coat one half is cut away.

2

Henry VI, Part I
[I, 2]

Bastard of Orleans

242

Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer appall'd:
Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence?
Be not dismay'd, for succor is at hand:
A holy maid hither with me I bring,
Which by a vision sent to her from heaven
Ordained is to raise this tedious siege
And drive the English forth the bounds of France.
The spirit of deep prophecy she hath,
Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome:
What's past and what's to come she can descry.
Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words,
For they are certain and unfallible.

3

Henry VI, Part I
[I, 2]

Charles, King of France

290

Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high terms:
Only this proof I'll of thy valour make,
In single combat thou shalt buckle with me,
And if thou vanquishest, thy words are true;
Otherwise I renounce all confidence.

4

Henry VI, Part I
[I, 3]

Duke of Gloucester

427

I will not answer thee with words, but blows.

5

Henry VI, Part I
[II, 4]

Duke/Earl of Somerset

1020

By him that made me, I'll maintain my words
On any plot of ground in Christendom.
Was not thy father, Richard Earl of Cambridge,
For treason executed in our late king's days?
And, by his treason, stand'st not thou attainted,
Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry?
His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood;
And, till thou be restored, thou art a yeoman.

6

Henry VI, Part I
[II, 5]

Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester)

1121

First, lean thine aged back against mine arm;
And, in that ease, I'll tell thee my disease.
This day, in argument upon a case,
Some words there grew 'twixt Somerset and me;
Among which terms he used his lavish tongue
And did upbraid me with my father's death:
Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,
Else with the like I had requited him.
Therefore, good uncle, for my father's sake,
In honour of a true Plantagenet
And for alliance sake, declare the cause
My father, Earl of Cambridge, lost his head.

7

Henry VI, Part I
[II, 5]

Edmund Mortimer

1174

True; and thou seest that I no issue have
And that my fainting words do warrant death;
Thou art my heir; the rest I wish thee gather:
But yet be wary in thy studious care.

8

Henry VI, Part I
[III, 2]

Joan la Pucelle

1440

These are the city gates, the gates of Rouen,
Through which our policy must make a breach:
Take heed, be wary how you place your words;
Talk like the vulgar sort of market men
That come to gather money for their corn.
If we have entrance, as I hope we shall,
And that we find the slothful watch but weak,
I'll by a sign give notice to our friends,
That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them.

9

Henry VI, Part I
[III, 2]

Duke of Bedford

1502

O, let no words, but deeds, revenge this treason!

10

Henry VI, Part I
[III, 3]

Joan la Pucelle

1622

Then thus it must be; this doth Joan devise:
By fair persuasions mix'd with sugar'd words
We will entice the Duke of Burgundy
To leave the Talbot and to follow us.

11

Henry VI, Part I
[III, 3]

Charles, King of France

1650

Speak, Pucelle, and enchant him with thy words.

12

Henry VI, Part I
[III, 3]

Duke of Burgundy

1668

Either she hath bewitch'd me with her words,
Or nature makes me suddenly relent.

13

Henry VI, Part I
[III, 3]

Duke of Burgundy

1688

I am vanquished; these haughty words of hers
Have batter'd me like roaring cannon-shot,
And made me almost yield upon my knees.
Forgive me, country, and sweet countrymen,
And, lords, accept this hearty kind embrace:
My forces and my power of men are yours:
So farewell, Talbot; I'll no longer trust thee.

14

Henry VI, Part I
[III, 4]

Vernon

1736

Now, sir, to you, that were so hot at sea,
Disgracing of these colours that I wear
In honour of my noble Lord of York:
Darest thou maintain the former words thou spakest?

15

Henry VI, Part I
[IV, 6]

John Talbot

2234

The sword of Orleans hath not made me smart;
These words of yours draw life-blood from my heart:
On that advantage, bought with such a shame,
To save a paltry life and slay bright fame,
Before young Talbot from old Talbot fly,
The coward horse that bears me fail and die!
And like me to the peasant boys of France,
To be shame's scorn and subject of mischance!
Surely, by all the glory you have won,
An if I fly, I am not Talbot's son:
Then talk no more of flight, it is no boot;
If son to Talbot, die at Talbot's foot.

16

Henry VI, Part I
[V, 3]

Earl of Suffolk

2649

Words sweetly placed and modestly directed.
But madam, I must trouble you again;
No loving token to his majesty?

17

Henry VI, Part I
[V, 4]

Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester)

2754

And yet, forsooth, she is a virgin pure.
Strumpet, thy words condemn thy brat and thee:
Use no entreaty, for it is in vain.

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