Campanadas a medianoche
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:13:01
I say unto you again, you are a
shallow cowardly hind!

:13:08
By the Lord! Our plot
is a good plot...

:13:12
...as ever was laid.
:13:15
A good plot with true and
constant friends.

:13:18
- Goeth you.
- Must I leave you, Kate...

:13:21
...what a frosty-spirited
rogue this is!

:13:24
In respect of the love he bears
our house, he shows in this.

:13:28
He loves his own barn better
than he loves our house!

:13:32
Hath Butler brought those
horses from the sheriff?

:13:35
What horse, my lord?
A roan, a crop-ear, is it not?

:13:38
That roan shall be my throne!
:13:47
- What letters hast thou there?
- From thy father.

:13:49
- Why comes he not himself?
- He's grievous sick.

:13:53
How has he the leisure to be
sick in such a justling time?

:13:57
You shall see now, in very sincerity
of fear and cold heart...

:14:01
...will he to the king, and lay
open all proceedings.

:14:05
Hang him...!
:14:13
For what offence have I this
fortnight been a banish'd...

:14:16
...woman from my Harry's bed?
:14:20
In thy faint slumbers I, by thee
have watch'd and heard thee...

:14:24
...murmur tales of iron wars,
speak terms of manage to thy...

:14:28
...bounding steed;
Courage, to the field!

:14:32
And thou hast talk'd of sallies
and retics, of trenches, tents...

:14:35
...of palisadoes, cannon, culverin,
of soldiers slain, ransom and fight.

:14:41
Yea, fights!
But hear you, my lord.

:14:45
- My lord!
- What say'st thou, my lady?

:14:47
- What is it, carries you away?
- Why, my horse, my love.

:14:50
In faith, I'll know your business!
But if you go...

:14:54
So far a foot, I shall be
weary, love.

:14:58
In faith I'll break thy finger,
an if thou wilt not tell me...


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