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(Bernardo) {To an apprentice, painting.} |
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(Arthur) The men of Cornwall? |
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I shall need three days. |
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(Arthur) So much? |
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(Arthur) So much? |
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Thy pardon, Sire, I had not thought |
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That this occasion could have grown so swift. |
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My men were weary with long services, |
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And well deserved a little space of ease. |
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If there be blame, I trust it may be mine. |
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(Arthur) Three days, Gawain. Send word unto Owain, |
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(Gawain) Primed for eruption. |
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But the Anglian hosts |
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Are numerous, well armed and grimly wrought. |
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The Scots and Picts are but fierce savages |
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Whose wild invasion has no cause or aim, |
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But bloody instinct bids them burn and slay |
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Like a disease. These we can cure in time, |
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But the white Angles have a dangerous end; |
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They mean our conquest and have interest in |
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Our whole destruction. |
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(Arthur) True; and more, the force |
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(Arthur) I front the menace of this age alone. |
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I serve you still. |
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(Arthur) Nay, I mean not that. |
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(Arthur) You hear the murmur of my court below? |
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I hear it. |
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(Arthur) Strange they cannot realise |
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(Arthur) We can see far. |
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The tower is high. |
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(Arthur) The woods |
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(Arthur) For clouds. |
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Nay, Sire, this poor despondency |
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Befits you not. |
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(Arthur) Eight battles have I won; |
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(Arthur) Amongst my people. |
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I am still the same. |
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(Arthur) I think you are; but we are growing old. |
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(Arthur) Which we in faith most diligently baulk. |
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What can I say? |
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(Arthur) Some comfort. No! More truth |
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You look too far. As like as not this realm |
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Is doomed! |
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(Arthur) I think so. |
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(Arthur) I think so. |
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Let it be. The end |
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Is no great matter; it provides a phase |
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Of pleasant action and sweet enterprise: |
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If we are old, this ominous strange hour |
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Should give us pleasure: we can round our lives |
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With a fine end. Man lives too easily: |
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His birth concerns him not; his youth |
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Is spent in learning; often all his life |
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Is waste incarnate. Therefore he is glad |
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To make his end a picture and a grace |
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He lacked before; so we'll end worthily |
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And drag the mass in spite of them to act, |
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Make cowards heroes, common men high souls: |
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Thus shall we do more service to the world |
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Than conquerors — |
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(Arthur) High speech! |
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(Arthur) High speech! |
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My King, be strong! |
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(Arthur) The stamped fire smoulders, and oppression fails |
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(Arthur) And strongly with them. |
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I do understand. |
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(Arthur) Take whom thou wilt, for there's a need in this |
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(Arthur) Of subtle leading. |
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I'll take Lanval, then: |
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After Mount Badon he served under me, |
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And I was holpen better than I dared |
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Expect of him. |
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(Arthur) He is a noble knight, |
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(Arthur) Something of worth. |
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For his nobility |
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And all his virtues, whatsoe'er they are, |
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I do not care. He has an eye for ground, |
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The trick of leading and the qualities |
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Which make a soldier. He may have as well |
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A hundred traits most notable and fair. |
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But virtues never won a battle yet, |
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And noble thoughts are but poor armoury |
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When steel's in question. |
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(Arthur) Cador, enough of this |
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(Arthur) O'erstep it not! |
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Pardon, Sire. |
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(Arthur) Go now, |
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(Agravaine) Upon your judgment. |
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In a little time |
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We shall decide it. |
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(Agravaine) But, my lords, the knights |
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(Agravaine) And barons murmur. |
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Go, disturb us not. |
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(Geraint) And now, Cador? |
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(Geraint) And now, Cador? |
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Geraint, he has confessed. |
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He did compare some paramour of his |
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To Guinevere: maintained her fairer far |
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Than any damsel of the court. How then |
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Shall I believe this taunt was unprovoked |
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By some denial? |
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(Geraint) But he still maintains |
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(Geraint) His innocence upon the greater charge. |
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This is no time to play with subtlety. |
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I would have saved him were it possible. |
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He loved some woman. It is hers to save, |
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At least to prove that vile malignity |
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Bred not his words; and where can she be found? |
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Prove her existence! |
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(Geraint) How can I do so? |
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(Geraint) I know her not. |
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Will not Sir Lanval tell |
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Her name and habit? |
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(Geraint) I did ask of him; |
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(Geraint) That never from her should his assistance come. |
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I greatly fear this woman never lived. |
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Hast thou, Gawain, heard aught of his desires? |
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(Gawain) He was much noted that he paid no heed |
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(Gawain) To such adventures. |
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Dost thou know, Owain? |
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(Owain) Am I a man to trouble in such case? |
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(Owain) Am I a man to trouble in such case? |
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How can I doubt? His guilt is evident. |
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(Geraint) I think myself his innocence is plain. |
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(Geraint) His who could aid you! |
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I, as well as thou, |
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Know Lanval's worth. But I will not offend |
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The King I serve to save nobility. |
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True, it is folly to destroy a soul |
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For following nature. True, I cannot tell |
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If he be guilty or most innocent. |
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True, we shall lose a man of some account; |
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But I'll not risk disunion in our arms, |
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The King's suspicion, and the thousand ills |
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That have their birth in idle clemency. |
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(Geraint) Will that be justice? |
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(Geraint) Will that be justice? |
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Care I if it's not? |
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I judge this case for plain commodity. |
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We are too near the savagery of war |
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To let one life prevent our purposes. |
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Justice itself is but a luxury |
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That states which stand beyond their neighbour's hopes |
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Can well afford. One can do wrong, Geraint, |
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Sobeit action does not foul the wheels |
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Of man's intention. |
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(Geraint) So said I, Cador. |
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(Geraint) What matters guilt? |
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What matters innocence? |
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You have a liking for the man, I know; |
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Not without cause. For you he is a shape |
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Bright in our shadows with the light he draws |
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From your affection. We, indifferent, |
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See but a motion irksome, irritant |
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In our estate. |
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(Geraint) I see you mean him ill. |
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(Geraint) I see you mean him ill. |
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I never wished a harm to any man |
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In all my workings. But in nature's course |
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I have wrecked many. See, Owain is wroth, |
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And the grim chariot of our life rolls on. |
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(Owain) {who has been looking from the window} |
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(Owain) To strangers' holding! |
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Patience, good Owain. |
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Let not the presence of this movement mar |
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Our graver judgment. |
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(Gawain) Why should we delay? |
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(Agravaine) But I have touched it. |
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Agravaine, our time |
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Brooks not such hindrance. |
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(Agravaine) Nay, I help your dense |
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(Agravaine) To wish your mistress common. |
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This address |
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Will do your man small service. |
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(Agravaine) I could never hope |
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(Agravaine) And laughter would have hurt you more than words. |
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I see small cause for it. |
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(Agravaine) Why look, Cador; |
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(Owain) This chattering fool? |
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Must I be judge as well |
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Of our opinions on each other's fame? |
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Drink in this vile detraction while our arms |
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Await their leaders? Ye do much mistake |
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The office ye fulfil. We'll speak |
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Only of this which lies before us now. |
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No more, Geraint, I know your arguments. |
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Our task is simple. We have but to prove |
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The value, measure, and extent of ill. |
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Is folly sin? I think this man's more fool |
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Than traitorous. |
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(Gawain) I do regret, Cador, |
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(Gawain) Ordained to tread such humours to the ground? |
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Aye, so it is. I value it myself |
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As just a charm to school souls passionate, |
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But not a custom whose infraction needs |
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Dread penalties. |
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(Gawain) But still it is our law. |
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(Owain) Great talkers, at the least. |
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'Tis true. |
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Well, now, to finish: for some foolish speech, |
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And still more foolish action, we condemn |
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The likeliest leader who served under me. |
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How punish him? |
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(Gawain) Death is the simplest way |
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(Gawain) To free ourselves from all embarrassment. |
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And thou, Owain? |
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(Owain) I say kill, hang, or burn. |
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(Owain) That fawns on folly. |
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What say'st thou, Geraint? |
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(Geraint) Nothing as yet. |
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(Geraint) Beyond their humour. |
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I like it not. This man |
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Deserves not death, for we must not use laws |
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To lop our trunk of its most worthy limbs. |
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Upon the basis of some idle words |
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Shall we build scaffolds? |
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(Gawain) Is it not enough |
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(Owain) And run our quarry? |
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If it must be death — |
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(Geraint) I say it shall not! |
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(Geraint) 'Tis not my seeking. |
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I know well, Geraint, |
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We cannot spare thee. Yet it is ill done |
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If thou dost seek from out our poverty |
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To force acquaintance of a natural crime. |
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(Geraint) I ask but justice. |
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(Geraint) I ask but justice. |
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Am I a vampire then, |
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Who gluts himself upon the blood of man? |
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Come, let us reason. We must needs condemn. |
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Were we to quit him, could our King believe |
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That we who held his honour in such scorn |
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Were true and faithful! Would he not suspect? |
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And God! the need is heavy on us now |
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Of confidence. I wish this man no ill, |
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Dost thou, Owain? |
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(Owain) I liked him well. |
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(Owain) I liked him well. |
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And thou? |
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(Gawain) Before this failing he had all the gifts |
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(Gawain) Of chivalry. |
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See thou, Geraint, we seek |
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His condemnation not of our own selves, |
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But of the flood wherein our persons merge. |
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Did not occasion so constrain our ends, |
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We'd soon acquit him; so he'd live again, |
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Chastened of sorrow, to redeem his fault, |
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And future deeds do penance for all hurt. |
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(Geraint) Can they not still? |
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(Geraint) Can they not still? |
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There is no future now, |
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But only present. |
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(Geraint) He might still atone, |
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(Geraint) And do you service. |
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I do wish he could. |
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Most wrongs are deeds in idleness conceived, |
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Which have the fashion of true worth in them |
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Born at ill times. |
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(Geraint) Can he have no escape? |
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(Gawain) Of law and custom? |
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Ask us not, Geraint, |
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To shrink from judgment! |
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(Agravaine) {Aside} How noble are we all! |
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(Owain) Be dead and ended. |
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What say'st thou, Gawain? |
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(Gawain) Owain is right. Let it be banishment. |
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(Geraint) I'm fouled with him. |
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Enough, the King is here. |
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(Arthur) Your verdicts, lords! Ye dally overlong. |
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(Arthur) Your verdicts, lords! Ye dally overlong. |
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Sire, we agree. |
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(Geraint) Nay, I do not. |
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(Geraint) Nay, I do not. |
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We three |
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Have thus determined — that Sir Lanval leave |
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This court for ever, having been proclaimed |
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Unworthy of true men's respect. His name |
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To be unknown among us. |
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(Arthur) It is well. |
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(Agravaine) And he's not armoured. |
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Yet, Astamor, I think |
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I know that shape. |