1. Written by William Shakespeare.Copy !req
2. Here, ho!Copy !req
3. Hold!Copy !req
4. What's he that goes there?Copy !req
5. I am Robert Shallow, sir,
a poor esquire of this country.Copy !req
6. Duke of Norfolk!
Archbishop of York!Copy !req
7. Most royal imp of fame!Copy !req
8. - The young prince hath misled me!
- 'Tis so.Copy !req
9. And he my dog.Copy !req
10. Helter-skelter have I rode to thee.Copy !req
11. Never so few,
and never yet more need.Copy !req
12. Is your master here in London?Copy !req
13. - On two leathern jerkins?
- Yea.Copy !req
14. A good wit will make use
of any thing.Copy !req
15. - What!
- You'll crack a quart together, ha!Copy !req
16. I have speeded hither with the
very extremest inch of possibility.Copy !req
17. Through Gloucestershire...Copy !req
18. - Where have you been this while?
- We steal upon them.Copy !req
19. In London? That can hardly be.Copy !req
20. - What's this?
- 'Tis Gaultree Forest.Copy !req
21. As far as France,
I heard a bird so sing,Copy !req
22. or it will seek me
in another place.Copy !req
23. Nay, they will be kin to us.Copy !req
24. How now!
Rain within doors and none abroad?Copy !req
25. Not so, my lord.
Albeit I could tell thee.Copy !req
26. - I cannot well perceive how.
- Hold hook and line, say I.Copy !req
27. Very hardly upon such a subject.Copy !req
28. For in every thing,
the purpose must weigh with the folly.Copy !req
29. Can a weak empty vessel bear
such a huge full hogshead?Copy !req
30. 'Tis no matter.Copy !req
31. Tell thou the Earl that the
Lord Bardolph doth attend him here.Copy !req
32. That light and weightless down
perforce must move,Copy !req
33. her feathers turn back
in any show of resistance.Copy !req
34. I beseech you!Copy !req
35. - Is't not so?
- By my troth, I care not!Copy !req
36. A' shall answer it.
Some pigeons, Davy.Copy !req
37. A couple of short-legged hens.
But in new silk and old sack.Copy !req
38. - 'Tis with my mind.
- 'Tis so, indeed.Copy !req
39. What said Master Dombledon about the
satin for my short cloak and slops?Copy !req
40. That makes a still-stand,
running neither way,Copy !req
41. which cannot go but
thirty mile a-day.Copy !req
42. That he should draw
his several strengths together!Copy !req
43. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket
must need be had.Copy !req
44. Like a rib of steel,
to make strength stronger.Copy !req
45. - Hanging on Hotspur's neck?
- Yea.Copy !req
46. O, give me the spare men!Copy !req
47. Seven groats.Copy !req
48. - Here I yield him.
- Seven groats.Copy !req
49. - Not that I am dead!
- What's this?Copy !req
50. - Here's four Harry ten shillings.
- Not that I am dead!Copy !req
51. - Though that be sick, it dies not.
- Why, he is dead.Copy !req
52. - No, no, my lord!
- Not so.Copy !req
53. - He cannot long hold out.
- Better than I was!Copy !req
54. The apoplexy will certain be his end.Copy !req
55. Is this proceeding just and honourable?Copy !req
56. - I had as lief be hanged as go!
- What a maidenly man-at-arms!Copy !req
57. - I confess, I cannot help.
- I am well.Copy !req
58. - For my old dame's sake.
- I cannot.Copy !req
59. You can do it, sir. He is retired.Copy !req
60. I must a dozen mile to-night.Copy !req
61. - When, I pray you, sir?
- O' Thursday.Copy !req
62. - Ho! Who knocks?
- By cock and pie, you shall not.Copy !req
63. - Not able to invent anything?
- Happy am I!Copy !req
64. - I thank thee with all my heart.
- O' Thursday.Copy !req
65. - Who's here?
- Falstaff's men, as I think.Copy !req
66. - How now?
- Bunches of keys at their girdles.Copy !req
67. - Old Mistress!
- Fellow!Copy !req
68. Give me pardon, sir.
What's he that goes there?Copy !req
69. - Two and twenty.
- What's this?Copy !req
70. I am only old
in judgment and understanding.Copy !req
71. - Doth any name particular belong?
- My name is Colevile.Copy !req
72. - I never knew.
- Did not care.Copy !req
73. You must excuse me.
God forbid, sir, but...Copy !req
74. I will not excuse you,
you shall not be excused.Copy !req
75. - I am the King's poor cousin, sir.
- My king! My Jove!Copy !req
76. How is this derived?
In deeds dishonourable.Copy !req
77. Ever in the rearward
of the fashion,Copy !req
78. when means
and lavish manners meet together.Copy !req
79. - If I have any vantage of ground...
- Look about, Davy.Copy !req
80. - How doth the good knight?
- May I ask how my lady doth?Copy !req
81. I am the king's poor cousin.
Who keeps the gate here, ho?Copy !req
82. - Which king?
- Of England.Copy !req
83. - What pagan may that be?
- Such kin as the parish heifers.Copy !req
84. I would be sorry, my lord,
but it should be thus, I never knew.Copy !req
85. Now the Lord lighten thee!
Thou art a great fool.Copy !req
86. How ill it follows,
after you have laboured so hard...Copy !req
87. - As if there were nothing else.
- I speak the truth.Copy !req
88. I beseech you, stand to me.
Who keeps the gate here, ho?Copy !req
89. Honest Ned, none.Copy !req
90. - Under which king?
- None, Ned, none.Copy !req
91. What?Copy !req
92. We are a body strong enough
to equal with the king.Copy !req
93. Call we our high court
of parliament.Copy !req
94. And let us choose
such limbs of noble counselCopy !req
95. at Clement's Inn,Copy !req
96. by my learned counsel
in the laws of this land-service.Copy !req
97. - A two-fold operation...
- Be quiet!Copy !req
98. - For God's sake, be quiet!
- Up, vanity! Down, royal state!Copy !req
99. - Why, there spoke a king.
- A foutre for thine office!Copy !req
100. - It not belongs to you.
- How comes that?Copy !req
101. The butcher's wife,Copy !req
102. neither in gold nor silver,
but in vile apparel,Copy !req
103. whose bosom burns,Copy !req
104. to us the imagined voice
of God himselfCopy !req
105. that I am
a proper fellow of my hands.Copy !req
106. Then plain and right
must my possession be.Copy !req
107. A poor whore's ruff
in a bawdy-houseCopy !req
108. is no excuse.Copy !req
109. With well-appointed powers,
he is a man who with double surety binds,Copy !req
110. and it proceeds from policy,
not love.Copy !req
111. Be quiet!Copy !req
112. Doth this become your place,
your time and businessCopy !req
113. - because you have been so lewd?
- Be quiet!Copy !req
114. And then imagine me
taking your part,Copy !req
115. and never live
to show the incredulous world!Copy !req
116. For God's sake,
be quiet! Be quiet!Copy !req
117. See now, whether entire cowardice
doth not make thee wrong.Copy !req
118. Be quiet!Copy !req
119. Good people,
bring a rescue or two!Copy !req
120. - Thou bastardly rogue!
- Dost thou hear?Copy !req
121. Thou see'st with peril
I have answered.Copy !req
122. The thewes, the stature, bulk,
and big assemblance of a man!Copy !req
123. I am Robert Shallow,
a poor esquire of this county.Copy !req
124. I would have you served with the bestCopy !req
125. to be a cold soldier.Copy !req
126. What say thou to it?
Wilt thou? Wilt thou?Copy !req
127. I could be sad,
and sad indeed too.Copy !req
128. - Follow no further now.
- What's this?Copy !req
129. Follow no further now.Copy !req
130. I will not use many words with you.Copy !req
131. Death is certain.Copy !req
132. Go to, stand aside!Copy !req
133. I will bar no honest man.Copy !req
134. Very well!Copy !req
135. - Do ye yield, sir?
- 'Tah', would a' say.Copy !req
136. - He you not hurt I' the groin?
- No, I warrant you.Copy !req
137. - A' made a thrust at your belly.
- By my troth, I care not.Copy !req
138. - You lie!
- Come, you she knight-errant!Copy !req
139. I came, saw, and overcame!Copy !req
140. O God, that right should thus overcome...Copy !req
141. - Come, you rascal.
- Wo't ta?Copy !req
142. I will have you!Copy !req
143. Let that suffice,
most forcible Feeble.Copy !req
144. I weary thee?Copy !req
145. O foolish youth! And dead almost.Copy !req
146. - It is often so, indeed.
- Look you!Copy !req
147. It never yet did hurt.Copy !req
148. - Hold!
- Bullcalf!Copy !req
149. Would not this nave of a wheel
have his ears cut off?Copy !req
150. Come, I charge you both!Copy !req
151. - Thou wo't, wo't ta?
- Come here, Pistol!Copy !req
152. - What tell you me of it?
- A man can die but once!Copy !req
153. You'll be a fool still.Copy !req
154. He saw me, and yielded,
that I may justly say!Copy !req
155. Come, you thin thing!Copy !req
156. I'll tell you what. Let us withdraw.Copy !req
157. Follow me, Ned.Copy !req
158. How swiftly
will this Feeble run off!Copy !req
159. Come, you rogue, come,
bring me to a justice.Copy !req
160. I'll tickle your catastrophe!Copy !req
161. London. A street.Copy !req
162. Here's Wart!
See her damned!Copy !req
163. See her damned! Here's Wart!Copy !req
164. Let the fiend give fire!Copy !req
165. - Is she of the wicked?
- She is pistol proof, sir.Copy !req
166. Come hither, hostess.Copy !req
167. There's none such here.
There's none such here.Copy !req
168. But in vile apparel.Copy !req
169. - Your son did thus and thus.
- Not so, my lord.Copy !req
170. He gave it like a rude prince.Copy !req
171. - Well, be honest.
- That I may justly say.Copy !req
172. - That errant malmsey-nose?
- His hat, but he hath forgot that.Copy !req
173. - Didst thou?
- No, no!Copy !req
174. In some respects.Copy !req
175. She comes blubbered.Copy !req
176. What accites your most
worshipful thought to think so?Copy !req
177. A beard grow in the palm of my hand.Copy !req
178. How do you now?Copy !req
179. Better than I was, hem!Copy !req
180. Let the fiend give fire!Copy !req
181. Be quiet! Be quiet!Copy !req
182. The answer is as ready
as a borrower's cap.Copy !req
183. - What say you to it?
- It never yet did hurt.Copy !req
184. What tell you me of it?Copy !req
185. Tortures vile!Copy !req
186. Whose zeal burns in his nose,
of the wicked?Copy !req
187. - More rushes!
- Boots!Copy !req
188. The reason?Copy !req
189. - Because you have been so lewd?
- Well said!Copy !req
190. - How do you now?
- You make fat rascals.Copy !req
191. Marry, not in ashes and sackcloth?Copy !req
192. O Lord, ay!Copy !req
193. Doth it turn
and ebb back to the sea?Copy !req
194. - No, not so.
- Throw the quean in the channel!Copy !req
195. Doth nothing but roast malt-worms?Copy !req
196. - Cakes!
- Apple-johns?Copy !req
197. - Small beer?
- Gravy, gravy, gravy!Copy !req
198. - Mouldy stewed prunes!
- Dining-chambers!Copy !req
199. - Metal.
- A Barbary hen.Copy !req
200. 'Tis so.Copy !req
201. And so,Copy !req
202. if her feathers turn back,Copy !req
203. she must be old.Copy !req
204. Therefore...Copy !req
205. Scullion!Copy !req
206. - A Barbary hen!
- A Barbary hen!Copy !req
207. The purpose must weigh with the folly.Copy !req
208. Let the fiend give fire!Copy !req
209. Take them away!Copy !req
210. Away, you scullion!Copy !req
211. Be it as it is.Copy !req
212. I have long dream'd of such
a kind of man, so surfeit-swell'd.Copy !req
213. I am the king's poor cousin, sir.Copy !req
214. My most royal liege!Copy !req
215. Will it please your grace
to go along with usCopy !req
216. and commit the oldest sins?Copy !req
217. O pardon me, my liege!Copy !req
218. - What's your name, sir?
- Master Bardolph.Copy !req
219. And dub me knight, Samingo,Copy !req
220. Esquire of this county.Copy !req
221. Simon Shadow!
Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown.Copy !req
222. We've a number of shadows
to fill up the muster-book.Copy !req
223. Ralph Mouldy.Copy !req
224. Thomas Wart.Copy !req
225. I commend you well.
Francis Feeble,Copy !req
226. as valiant as the wrathful dove,Copy !req
227. or most magnanimous mouse,Copy !req
228. washing with kindly tears
his gentle cheeks.Copy !req
229. O, give me always a little,
lean, old, chapt, bald shot.Copy !req
230. Stopping my greedy ear
with their bold deeds,Copy !req
231. through the chamber where we stay'd.Copy !req
232. Your likeliest men.Copy !req
233. And I myself know well how
troublesome it say upon my head.Copy !req
234. It is a wonderful thing to see.Copy !req
235. Teacheth, this prostrate
and exterior bending.Copy !req
236. - Yea, my lord.
- But look!Copy !req
237. - Warwick!
- Warwick!Copy !req
238. But that's no marvel.Copy !req
239. By my troth,
welcome to London.Copy !req
240. Let us take any man's horses!Copy !req
241. These six dry,
round, old, withered knightsCopy !req
242. and lusty lads
roam here and there so merrily.Copy !req
243. We shall do nothing but eat,
and make good cheer.Copy !req
244. These six dry,
round, old, withered knights.Copy !req
245. Thou dost give me flattering busses.
Not worth a gooseberry.Copy !req
246. For my voice, I have lost it
with halloing and singing.Copy !req
247. In England the most valiant.
Quick, forgetive.Copy !req
248. Put on leathern jerkins and aprons
and wait upon him at his table.Copy !req
249. Be it thy course to busy giddy minds.Copy !req
250. I stand the push of your one thing.Copy !req
251. Let that suffice. Let us sway on.Copy !req
252. - For these foolish officers.
- Right.Copy !req
253. Davy, Davy.Copy !req
254. Most royal imp of fame!Copy !req
255. Hang him, swaggering rascal!
I cannot abide swaggerers.Copy !req
256. - You must excuse me.
- You shall not be excused.Copy !req
257. I have borne, and borne,
and have been fubbed off,Copy !req
258. and fubbed off.Copy !req
259. - Wherefore blush you now?
- I spied his eyes.Copy !req
260. Peace, good Doll!
Do not speak like a death's-head.Copy !req
261. - Will you not!
- Yes, sir.Copy !req
262. Humphrey, my son of Gloucester,Copy !req
263. there's a tester for thee,
let the end try the man.Copy !req
264. - It will be an excellent stratagem.
- It is good, yea, indeed it is.Copy !req
265. There 'tis, boy.
A parcel-gilt goblet.Copy !req
266. Learn this, Thomas,Copy !req
267. see if thou
canst find out Sneak's noise.Copy !req
268. But to the purposeCopy !req
269. and so to the venture.Copy !req
270. - God's blessing of your good heart!
- And praise God for the merry year!Copy !req
271. Hold!Copy !req
272. Good morrow!Copy !req
273. Hie thee! Who, he?Copy !req
274. A good-limbed fellow,
young, strong, and of good friends.Copy !req
275. Who keeps the gate here, ho?Copy !req
276. Who keeps the gate here?
Good Master Fang.Copy !req
277. Go, pluck him by the elbow,Copy !req
278. upon the power
and puissance of the king.Copy !req
279. If without him
we be thought too feebleCopy !req
280. England shall give him office,
honour, might.Copy !req
281. I thank your pretty sweet wit for it.
But look you pray.Copy !req
282. He may keep his own.Copy !req
283. - What's this?
- Thy peach-coloured ones!Copy !req
284. You mistake me, sir.Copy !req
285. 'Tis very true.Copy !req
286. If I do feign.Copy !req
287. How might we see?Copy !req
288. You shall not!
Thou art a very ragged wart.Copy !req
289. I know not your breeding.Copy !req
290. From every region, apes of idleness!Copy !req
291. - What tell you me of it?
- About thy business, Davy!Copy !req
292. Shall we go draw our numbers
and set on?Copy !req
293. So, so, thou common dog!Copy !req
294. Away, you mouldy rogue, away!Copy !req
295. I charge you with a cup of sack!Copy !req
296. You whoreson,Copy !req
297. chops.Copy !req
298. - This is a poor mad soul.
- Thou must not be in this humour...Copy !req
299. I cannot endure such a fustian rascal,Copy !req
300. thou whoreson little tidy
Bartholomew boar-pig!Copy !req
301. I kiss thy neaf!Copy !req
302. Thy mother's son,Copy !req
303. and thy father's shadow!Copy !req
304. There are other men fitter?Copy !req
305. Away! Or I will ride thee
o' nights like the mare.Copy !req
306. Fie! What man of good temper would
endure this tempest of exclamation?Copy !req
307. If you be not swinged, I'll...Copy !req
308. Jesu!Copy !req
309. Right!Copy !req
310. Go forth!Copy !req
311. Run! Run!Copy !req
312. Hang him, baboon!Copy !req
313. Comfort, your majesty.Copy !req
314. - What?
- Like a horse.Copy !req
315. Let me see.Copy !req
316. Instruct us, boy, what dream, boy?Copy !req
317. The prince and Master Poins anon,Copy !req
318. will put on two of ourjerkins and aprons,Copy !req
319. one power against the French.Copy !req
320. He leaves his back unarm'd.Copy !req
321. Who should lead his force hither?Copy !req
322. King Henry IV in his nightgown,
with a Page.Copy !req
323. Sit down and...Copy !req
324. Come on, I'll tell thee what...Copy !req
325. Fly from the field!Copy !req
326. - Learn this, Thomas. Take note.
- Look to't!Copy !req
327. Hope gives not so much warrant
as despair.Copy !req
328. The French and Welsh
baying him at the heels.Copy !req
329. Every minute now should be
the father of some stratagemCopy !req
330. if God doth give successful end
to this debate that bleedeth.Copy !req
331. And so, with great imagination,Copy !req
332. better satisfied how
in our means we should advance.Copy !req
333. This is the news at full.Copy !req
334. Poins!Copy !req
335. Another part of the forest.Copy !req
336. Each hurries toward his home
and sporting-place.Copy !req
337. Came spurring hard a gentleman,
almost forspent with speed,Copy !req
338. puffed up with this retinue.Copy !req
339. Bravely is to come halting off,
you know.Copy !req
340. O wondrous him!
O miracle of men!Copy !req
341. Turning the word to sword
and life to death.Copy !req
342. Gravy, gravy, gravy.Copy !req
343. Then, let grievous,
ghastly, gaping wounds.Copy !req
344. Would not this nave of a wheel
have his ears cut off?Copy !req
345. To come off the breach
with his pike bent bravely.Copy !req
346. And to surgery bravely.Copy !req
347. His flesh was capable of wounds,
his pike bent, his ears cut off.Copy !req
348. His poorjade up to the rowel-head,
his poll clawed...Copy !req
349. Less noise, less noise!Copy !req
350. Look about, Davy.Copy !req
351. Thus have you heard our cause
and known our means.Copy !req
352. Is't such a matter
to get a pottle-pot's maidenhead?Copy !req
353. What's he that goes there?Copy !req
354. A most furious knight
and valorous enemy...Copy !req
355. Be quiet! None, my lord.Copy !req
356. - I am passing light in spirit.
- What say you to it?Copy !req
357. To sword and...Copy !req
358. Be quiet!Copy !req
359. Nothing without sack.Copy !req
360. To borrow a mess of vinegar.Copy !req
361. That can hardly be!Copy !req
362. I am a true knight.Copy !req
363. - At the round table?
- 'Tis so.Copy !req
364. - I banish thee, on pain of death.
- Is't so?Copy !req
365. - I cannot think.
- What think you?Copy !req
366. - Murder.
- Let them go.Copy !req
367. Be quiet! And now thou!Copy !req
368. Draw, Bardolph,
cut me off the villain's head!Copy !req
369. - Hang yourself!
- Yea, for my sake!Copy !req
370. - His tongue sounds ever after.
- You take not the heat.Copy !req
371. - What's this?
- Thou disgorge.Copy !req
372. You have drunk too much canaries.Copy !req
373. - Because you have been so lewd.
- Let's drink together friendly.Copy !req
374. Quoit him down.
Then feed, and be fat.Copy !req
375. - Not that.
- O' mine honour, no abuse.Copy !req
376. - Let's beat him before his whore.
- Yea!Copy !req
377. - The rascal's gone.
- Fled from me like quicksilver.Copy !req
378. Retreat is made and execution stay'd.Copy !req
379. Hurries toward his home.Copy !req
380. You mistake me, sir.Copy !req
381. And for a retreat, how swiftly will
this Feeble, the woman's tailor, run!Copy !req
382. - Of those that turn'd their backs.
- Not so!Copy !req
383. And in his flight, stumbling in fear.Copy !req
384. - No, no, no, not so.
- He leaves his back unarm'd.Copy !req
385. - You lie!
- Furious knight and valorous enemy.Copy !req
386. O never!Copy !req
387. The wet sea-boy in an hour so rude.Copy !req
388. Look to the door there!Copy !req
389. Look to the door there!
I' good faith!Copy !req
390. Hie thee!Copy !req
391. Welcome, my tall fellow.Copy !req
392. Welcome to London.Copy !req
393. The pox pinches?Copy !req
394. I would to God
my name were not so terrible.Copy !req
395. Let me but bear your love,
I'll bear your cares.Copy !req
396. The heavens thee guard and keep?Copy !req
397. - What's this?
- The Prince of Wales! Where is he?Copy !req
398. Sweet Jack,
have a care of thyself.Copy !req
399. - Mouldy! Wart!
- Here, here!Copy !req
400. Patch up thine old body for heaven.Copy !req
401. By God's liggens, I thank thee.Copy !req
402. Away, varlets!Copy !req
403. You have here
a goodly dwelling and a rich.Copy !req
404. You were called
"lusty Shallow" then?Copy !req
405. A gentleman well bred.Copy !req
406. By the mass,
I was called any thing.Copy !req
407. - Come, come!
- I beseech you!Copy !req
408. Where's the roll? Let me see!Copy !req
409. My lord, this is a poor mad soul!Copy !req
410. Lo, here it sits.Copy !req
411. What foolish master
taught you these manners?Copy !req
412. I am here, full of heaviness,Copy !req
413. so dull, so dead in look,
so woe-begone.Copy !req
414. You see, my good wenches,
our thighs pack'd with wax,Copy !req
415. our mouths with honey,Copy !req
416. there is nobody cares.Copy !req
417. That it is a shame.Copy !req
418. Sweating with desire,Copy !req
419. thinking of nothing else.Copy !req
420. How men of merit are sought after.Copy !req
421. Come, come, come,
off with your boots!Copy !req
422. - The young king is sick for me!
- Nothing but well to thee.Copy !req
423. The immortal part needs a physician.Copy !req
424. Then happy low, lie down.Copy !req
425. Whose mare's dead?
What's the matter?Copy !req
426. What trade art thou?Copy !req
427. With all appliances and means to boot.Copy !req
428. Sweetheart, lie thou there.Copy !req
429. Well, God mend him! I pray you.Copy !req
430. - Be cool'd.
- There is no need of any such.Copy !req
431. Must you be blushing?Copy !req
432. - Though that be sick, it dies not.
- I beseech you.Copy !req
433. No more of that!Copy !req
434. - I will not be your suitor!
- Silence to bed!Copy !req
435. No more, nay!
Where's the roll? I saw it!Copy !req
436. - There's none such here.
- But these mine eyes saw him!Copy !req
437. - I saw it...
- Hie thee.Copy !req
438. I am the king's poor cousin, sir.Copy !req
439. - You must excuse me.
- Whither away?Copy !req
440. Where is the crown?
Lo, here it sits!Copy !req
441. No, no, no, not so!Copy !req
442. - The fiend!
- What's this?Copy !req
443. Is she of the wicked?Copy !req
444. She is in hell already,
and burns poor souls.Copy !req
445. - 'Tis not ten years gone.
- Canst thou deny it?Copy !req
446. Is thine hostess here of the wicked?Copy !req
447. God send the wench no worse fortune!Copy !req
448. My fear is your displeasure.Copy !req
449. Our watch-word was 'Hem boys!'Copy !req
450. I am glad of it.
For thy humours, there's not a better.Copy !req
451. I have heard better.Copy !req
452. Wilt thou make as many holes in battle
as thou hast in a petticoat?Copy !req
453. To the purpose!Copy !req
454. As to one, it pleases me.Copy !req
455. To the purpose!Copy !req
456. Is she of the wicked?Copy !req
457. God send the wench no worse fortune!Copy !req
458. Whether she be damned for that,
I know not.Copy !req
459. Answer in the effect of your reputation,
and satisfy this woman.Copy !req
460. A foutre!Copy !req
461. After you have laboured so hard
you should talk.Copy !req
462. - Do this, and fig me.
- Do me, do me.Copy !req
463. I pray thee now,
deliver them like a man of this world.Copy !req
464. After this cold considerance,
sentence me.Copy !req
465. Very well.Copy !req
466. - Sir John!
- Ho.Copy !req
467. You loiter here too long!Copy !req
468. - No, not so!
- Away, you scullion!Copy !req
469. - 'Tis so.
- We will lead on to higher fields!Copy !req
470. Happy am I!Copy !req
471. - I must wait upon my lord here!
- Let me have him to sit under!Copy !req
472. - Come, no more words of it.
- I know how to handle you!Copy !req
473. Let him not 'scape.Copy !req
474. I think we are a body strong enough.
Never so few, never yet more need.Copy !req
475. Can a weak empty vessel
bear such a huge, full hogshead?Copy !req
476. Cankers!Copy !req
477. - You live in great infamy.
- Nay, not so much.Copy !req
478. - With danger there.
- But I must go and meet with danger.Copy !req
479. - Fears too certain.
- My lord, my humble duty remembered.Copy !req
480. - You must away to court, sir.
- Let me have five hundred.Copy !req
481. - But the disease is incurable.
- Puff!Copy !req
482. Not so.Copy !req
483. Westmoreland and Stafford fled the field.Copy !req
484. But the gout galls the one,
and the pox pinches the other.Copy !req
485. The Archbishop
and the Earl of Northumberland,Copy !req
486. scarcely off a mile,
with youthful wings is flown.Copy !req
487. But that the tennis-court-keeper
knows better.Copy !req
488. And more and less
do flock to follow him.Copy !req
489. If like an ill venture
it come unluckily home...Copy !req
490. To the purpose!Copy !req
491. Our humble author
will continue the story,Copy !req
492. in which you, father,
shall have foremost hand,Copy !req
493. I heard a bird so sing,
whose music, to my thinking...Copy !req
494. This man's brow
foretells the nature of a tragic volume?Copy !req
495. Where sups he?
Doth the old boar feed in the old frank?Copy !req
496. He holds his place.Copy !req
497. A place deep enough.Copy !req
498. And lusty lads roam here and there?Copy !req
499. For, lo! Within a ken,Copy !req
500. lies the head that wears a crown,Copy !req
501. which blows no man to good.Copy !req
502. Where is the crown?Copy !req
503. To the block of death!Copy !req
504. The windmill
in Saint George's field?Copy !req
505. What shall I say you are?Copy !req
506. - He which says the dead is not!
- Not he which says the dead is not!Copy !req
507. - 'Tis so.
- Who's here?Copy !req
508. I will maintain the word with my sword,Copy !req
509. by yea and nay!Copy !req
510. Turning the word to sword
and life to death.Copy !req
511. Grant of our most just and right desires.Copy !req
512. We are in the vaward of our youth
and sweating with desire to see him.Copy !req
513. We will eat a last year's pippin,Copy !req
514. if you give o'er.Copy !req
515. - What is your good pleasure with me?
- Give me...Copy !req
516. Shallow's orchard!Copy !req
517. What!Copy !req
518. I beseech you!
Well, you shall have it.Copy !req
519. Give me your doublet
and stuff me out with straw,Copy !req
520. or the other plays the rogue
with my great toe.Copy !req
521. Your demands are just.
My lord, we will do so.Copy !req
522. - One that draws.
- For certain.Copy !req
523. - As good as heart can wish.
- Yea.Copy !req
524. Go forth!Copy !req
525. Hold! Hold!Copy !req
526. Away, you mouldy rogue!Copy !req
527. Do, do, thou rogue!Copy !req
528. You filthy bung, away!Copy !req
529. Fie! This is hot weather.Copy !req
530. Young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury.Copy !req
531. The ruins of thy linen
shall inherit his kingdom.Copy !req
532. - These fly-bitten tapestries?
- No, no, no, not so.Copy !req
533. London. The Boar's-head Tavern
in Eastcheap.Copy !req
534. - There is your crown.
- Madam...Copy !req
535. I am the fellow.Copy !req
536. Master Shallow, no more of that.Copy !req
537. If you knew what pains
I have bestow'd to breed this.Copy !req
538. We first survey the plot.Copy !req
539. How troublesome it sat
upon my head,Copy !req
540. to mock the expectation
of the world.Copy !req
541. Into the sea! What do we then
but draw anew the model.Copy !req
542. All the soil of the achievement
goes with me into the earth.Copy !req
543. Now doth it turn
and ebb back to the sea.Copy !req
544. Four of which you please.Copy !req
545. 'Fore God, you have here,Copy !req
546. a goodly dwelling and a rich.Copy !req
547. - Well, I am loath to...
- What?Copy !req
548. But my lungs are wasted so!Copy !req
549. For God's sake, be quiet.Copy !req
550. Thou art to marry his sister Nell.Copy !req
551. There's not a better wench in England.Copy !req
552. But I am thrust upon it.Copy !req
553. - Mistress Doll...
- Clarence.Copy !req
554. Though thou stand'st more sure than
I could do, thou art not firm enough!Copy !req
555. I cannot endure such a fustian rascal.Copy !req
556. O foolish youth!
What's the matter?Copy !req
557. A proper gentlewoman.Copy !req
558. And those two things,Copy !req
559. land and beefs.Copy !req
560. I know,Copy !req
561. but I tell thee,
my heart bleeds inwardly,Copy !req
562. it is a wonderful thing.Copy !req
563. Peace!Copy !req
564. Marry, I tell thee.Copy !req
565. Hence, therefore, thou nice crutch!Copy !req
566. Officers!Copy !req
567. He that wears the crown immortally,
long guard it yours!Copy !req
568. No, I will sit
and watch here by the king.Copy !req
569. Till his face be like a wet cloak.Copy !req
570. Till you do live to see a son of mine.Copy !req
571. Stay but a little.
Let him not 'scape.Copy !req
572. - Doth the king call?
- Yea, indeed.Copy !req
573. He came not through the chamber
where we stay'd.Copy !req
574. This from thee will I to mine leave.Copy !req
575. As 'tis left to me.Copy !req
576. 'Tis so?Copy !req
577. - O, if...
- What say you to it?Copy !req
578. Was this easy?Copy !req
579. Hold him sure, good Master Snare,
let him not 'scape.Copy !req
580. 'Tis so?Copy !req
581. Will't please your grace
to go along with us?Copy !req
582. No, no, no. Hold him sure.Copy !req
583. To be accommodated,
which is an excellent thing.Copy !req
584. If thou gettest any leave of me...Copy !req
585. - Hold him sure, good Master Snare.
- Till these rebels now afoot...Copy !req
586. - Me alone.
- Leave us here alone.Copy !req
587. - Come hither.
- Come hither.Copy !req
588. - Right?
- Sir, you shall not away tonight.Copy !req
589. Let him not 'scape.Copy !req
590. Sir, pardon?Copy !req
591. Let him not 'scape.Copy !req
592. - The Prince of Wales!
- Let him not 'scape.Copy !req
593. Yea, marry, there's the point,
but if without him.Copy !req
594. I cannot well perceive how,
unless you should give me your doublet.Copy !req
595. - Is't so?
- 'Tis so, indeed.Copy !req
596. Right.Copy !req
597. - Whither away?
- Coming to look on you.Copy !req
598. No, no, no, not so,
let him not 'scape.Copy !req
599. 'Accommodo' very good.Copy !req
600. Less noise, less noise!
Get on thy boots!Copy !req
601. And no food!Copy !req
602. Go, wash thy face.Copy !req
603. - Exceeding good command!
- I thank thee.Copy !req
604. And again would a' come,Copy !req
605. and away again would a' go!Copy !req
606. 'Bounce' would a' say!Copy !req
607. Follow me, Ned!Copy !req
608. There's a letter for you.Copy !req
609. Yet speak, Morton!Copy !req
610. "To Thomas Mowbray,
Duke of Norfolk.Copy !req
611. "I have drunk too much sack.Copy !req
612. "Must I marry your sister?Copy !req
613. "Good people, bring a rescue or two.Copy !req
614. "In the windmill
in Saint George's field."Copy !req
615. I have heard the word!Copy !req
616. Like unto the sign of the leg!Copy !req
617. O sweet Pistol! Slain outright!Copy !req
618. Not that I am dead.Copy !req
619. A' drew a good bow, and dead!Copy !req
620. I think we are a body strong enough.Copy !req
621. Ah, sirrah.Copy !req
622. - I am your shadow, I'll follow you.
- Mouldy, stay at home.Copy !req
623. I will bid you good night,Copy !req
624. in my pure and immaculate...Copy !req
625. - Valour?
- Valour!Copy !req
626. - Being sick, have made me well.
- Well, sweet Jack, have a care.Copy !req
627. Doth the man of war
stay all night, sir?Copy !req
628. Yea.Copy !req
629. - Good morrow.
- Good morrow.Copy !req
630. Follow no further now...Copy !req
631. I will stoop and humble my intents.Copy !req
632. I come to... Pardon me, sir.Copy !req
633. - Have you read over the letters?
- Well, my lord.Copy !req
634. - A rescue! A rescue!
- See what...Copy !req
635. I have drawn it in my fantasy.Copy !req
636. I know the young king
is sick for me...Copy !req
637. Hold! Hold!Copy !req
638. - What's he that goes there?
- My lord, your son!Copy !req
639. - Not thou.
- I am Robert Shallow, sir.Copy !req
640. - A rescue!
- Let that suffice.Copy !req
641. There hath been
a man or two lately killed.Copy !req
642. O, pardon me.Copy !req
643. - Indeed, sir, to my cost.
- You must excuse me.Copy !req
644. Never fear that.
We ready are to try our fortunes.Copy !req
645. To see how many
of my old acquaintance are dead.Copy !req
646. - By'r lady, I think a' be.
- I can get no remedy against this.Copy !req
647. Make friends with speed!Copy !req
648. - Brother, son, and all are dead.
- I mean not to.Copy !req
649. - For the man is dead that you beat.
- O majesty! Did he suspire?Copy !req
650. A good heart's worth gold.Copy !req
651. I ran from Shrewsbury,
my noble lord...Copy !req
652. Say, Morton, didst thou come
from Shrewsbury?Copy !req
653. Here!Copy !req
654. - I am, sir, under the king.
- A goodly dwelling and a rich.Copy !req
655. - Has he land and beefs.
- Is't so?Copy !req
656. Give me your hand, sir!Copy !req
657. - Will you sup with me, Master Gower?
- Thou'rt a good fellow.Copy !req
658. Come on!Copy !req
659. I mean not to sweat extraordinarily.Copy !req
660. Jesu, Jesu,
the mad days that I have spent!Copy !req
661. Never fear that.Copy !req
662. The perfumed chambers of the great,
under the canopies of costly state.Copy !req
663. - He is coming hither!
- Boys and beggary.Copy !req
664. Hold!Copy !req
665. - I beseech you!
- O, pardon me.Copy !req
666. Headstrong riot hath no curb.
You must excuse me.Copy !req
667. I see him break Skogan's head!Copy !req
668. Peace! Peace!Copy !req
669. From the court!
Let him come in.Copy !req
670. A most furious knight
and valorous enemy.Copy !req
671. Take heed what guests you receive.Copy !req
672. - Hie thee.
- He stabbed me!Copy !req
673. Peace! Peace!Copy !req
674. This strained passion
doth you wrong.Copy !req
675. Let's drink together
friendly and embrace.Copy !req
676. God witness with meCopy !req
677. when they marry.Copy !req
678. Alas! Prince Harry,Copy !req
679. slain outright.Copy !req
680. Yet, for all this,
say not that Percy's dead,Copy !req
681. for the gain proposed.Copy !req
682. - For Oldcastle died a martyr...
- He'll straight be well.Copy !req
683. Almost wounded to the death...Copy !req
684. He'll recover without physic.Copy !req
685. That our great-grandsire,Copy !req
686. whose fever-weaken'd joints,Copy !req
687. like strengthless hinges,
buckle under life...Copy !req
688. Dead, sir!Copy !req
689. I pray thee, gentle daughter,
give even way unto my rough affairs,Copy !req
690. in the laws of this land-service.Copy !req
691. That the united vessel
of their blood,Copy !req
692. between that royal field,Copy !req
693. and Harry Monmouth's brawn,
the hulk Sir John...Copy !req
694. But Harry lives!Copy !req
695. - Say not that Percy's dead.
- Not that I am dead.Copy !req
696. But these mine eyes
saw him in bloody state.Copy !req
697. - So God save me, la!
- How is this derived?Copy !req
698. I speak to thee, my heart.Copy !req
699. Reply not to me with a fool-born jest!Copy !req
700. No more of that!Copy !req
701. A merry song, come!
A merry song, come!Copy !req
702. Let us make head!Copy !req
703. A' must, then, to the inns...Copy !req
704. Shortly?Copy !req
705. Shortly!Copy !req
706. Puff!Copy !req
707. It is a wonderful thing to see.Copy !req
708. Only, we want
a little personal strength.Copy !req
709. Old pike!Copy !req
710. A' comes continuantly
to Pie-corner to buy a saddle.Copy !req
711. - Whose son art thou?
- The king's justices of the peace.Copy !req
712. No, Good Captain Pistol, not here.Copy !req
713. Unless you give me your doublet
and stuff me out with straw,Copy !req
714. I may say to you,Copy !req
715. nay.Copy !req
716. Do your offices.Copy !req
717. If you do not all show
like gilt twopences to me.Copy !req
718. No, faith, boys, none!Copy !req
719. - Ha!
- No, no, no.Copy !req
720. - Nay!
- Very singular good!Copy !req
721. Are you not ashamed to enforce a
poor widow to so rough a course?Copy !req
722. Let me see... Yea.Copy !req
723. What trust is in these times?Copy !req
724. What a life dost thou lead!Copy !req
725. O my poor kingdom,
sick with civil blows.Copy !req
726. Speak of me even now,Copy !req
727. gasping for life
under great Bolingbroke.Copy !req
728. - What trade art thou, Feeble?
- Well,Copy !req
729. a woman's tailor, sir.Copy !req
730. I am Robert Shallow.Copy !req
731. Able to invent anything.Copy !req
732. Nay, you shall see my orchard.Copy !req
733. 'Fore God, you have here
a goodly dwelling and a rich.Copy !req
734. But look you pray.Copy !req
735. What's this?Copy !req
736. To us no more, nay,
not so much.Copy !req
737. 'Rah, tah, tah,' would a' say,
'bounce' would a' say.Copy !req
738. There's a tester for thee.Copy !req
739. What tell you me of it?Copy !req
740. Another part of the forest!Copy !req
741. And put the world's whole strength
into one giant arm,Copy !req
742. like a forked radish, with a head
fantastically carved upon it.Copy !req
743. A head!Copy !req
744. After you have laboured so hard,Copy !req
745. cut me off the villain's head,Copy !req
746. with a Barbary hen!Copy !req
747. - We shall do nothing!
- I beseech you!Copy !req
748. With a Barbary hen!
It cannot be, my lord.Copy !req
749. - I have heard the word.
- What's this?Copy !req
750. I cannot tell. It is even so.
Who hath not heard it spoken.Copy !req
751. Phrase call you it?
By this good day, I know not the phrase.Copy !req
752. - Ha! Again!
- Is't so?Copy !req
753. Not so.Copy !req
754. How in our means
we should advance ourselves?Copy !req
755. Here comes my servant Travers!Copy !req
756. Retreat is made and execution stay'd.Copy !req
757. And in his flight,
stumbling in fear,Copy !req
758. washing with kindly tears
his gentle cheeks.Copy !req
759. - If my heart be not read to burst.
- I have heard the word!Copy !req
760. Now, have you left pursuit?Copy !req
761. Puff! Puff in thy teeth,
most recreant coward base.Copy !req
762. - No, no, no, not so.
- Ha! Again.Copy !req
763. I was at your back,Copy !req
764. yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.Copy !req
765. But this is mere digression
from my purpose.Copy !req
766. - No more words!
- For God's sake!Copy !req
767. - Ha! Again.
- Right.Copy !req
768. Now a' said so.
Indeed, sir, to my cost.Copy !req
769. That's fifty-five.Copy !req
770. Young Prince John
and Westmoreland and StaffordCopy !req
771. came sighing on after
the admired heels of Bolingbroke,Copy !req
772. I was before Master Tisick,
the debuty, t'other day, and he said,Copy !req
773. before Shallow's house.
Enter Shallow and Silence, meeting,Copy !req
774. and ever among so merrily.Copy !req
775. In loathsome beds,Copy !req
776. great friends did feast together,Copy !req
777. and make good cheer.Copy !req
778. Two years after.Copy !req
779. - So in hope as in an early spring.
- Ay!Copy !req
780. Shadow will serve for summer.Copy !req
781. The seasons change their manners.Copy !req
782. As the year had found some months
asleep and leap'd them over.Copy !req
783. O, such a day...Copy !req
784. Hem boys!Copy !req
785. Go forth!Copy !req
786. What shall I say you are?
Of Hotspur Coldspur?Copy !req
787. I am a gentleman.Copy !req
788. What's your name, sir?Copy !req
789. That furious Scot, the bloody...Copy !req
790. Douglas.Copy !req
791. Greeting.Copy !req
792. Harry, Prince of Wales, greeting.Copy !req
793. - Be it known to you?
- 'Tis so.Copy !req
794. Thou seek'st the greatness.Copy !req
795. You are too great to be by me gainsaid.Copy !req
796. 'Tis so.Copy !req
797. We have sent forth already.Copy !req
798. And send discoverers forth.Copy !req
799. 'Tis so, indeed.Copy !req
800. And howl'st to find it.Copy !req
801. - From this day to that day.
- A great while.Copy !req
802. Any thing indeedCopy !req
803. would doCopy !req
804. very well.Copy !req
805. A word with you...Copy !req
806. I stay too long by thee,
I weary thee.Copy !req
807. But prate to me of the...Copy !req
808. What?Copy !req
809. - The crown?
- As I think.Copy !req
810. - Yea.
- Yea.Copy !req
811. Yea!Copy !req
812. - I thank thee.
- Excellent good.Copy !req
813. Sir, but yet, God forbid, sir, but...Copy !req
814. Why then,
say an old man can do somewhat.Copy !req
815. East, west, north, south,Copy !req
816. a place deep enough,Copy !req
817. wherein it shall appearCopy !req
818. the throng of wordsCopy !req
819. make the case yours.Copy !req
820. Know you where?Copy !req
821. Go forth!Copy !req
822. My judgment is,
we should not step too far!Copy !req
823. For by my troth,
I do now remember the poor creatureCopy !req
824. so dull,
so dead in look,Copy !req
825. he will spare
neither man, woman, nor child!Copy !req
826. The canker'd heapsCopy !req
827. by the rood!Copy !req
828. So, I pray you,Copy !req
829. if you give o'er to stormy passion,Copy !req
830. death, as the Psalmist saith,
is certain to all,Copy !req
831. and the wild dog shall flesh his tooth.Copy !req
832. My lord, this is a poor, mad soul.Copy !req
833. Bardolph, look to our horses.Copy !req
834. Will you command me to use my legs?Copy !req
835. Dispatch!Copy !req
836. Lo, here it sits!Copy !req
837. Here, Pistol, stand behind me.Copy !req
838. - How now!
- Come on, sir, give me your hand.Copy !req
839. Ah, sirrah!Copy !req
840. What's this?Copy !req
841. There 'tis, boy.Copy !req
842. - Where is he?
- Behold!Copy !req
843. Before you?Copy !req
844. 'Tis so!Copy !req
845. You fat fool!Copy !req
846. - What?
- In these tirrits and frights!Copy !req
847. He is furnish'd with no certainties.Copy !req
848. It is the foul-mouthed'st rogue
in England.Copy !req
849. My lord,
I over-rode him on the way!Copy !req
850. He seem'd in running
to devour the way!Copy !req
851. - Puff in thy teeth!
- He cares not the mischief he does!Copy !req
852. You muddy conger!Copy !req
853. - Take heed of him!
- Fie, fie, fie! Will I live?Copy !req
854. With joints of steel...Copy !req
855. Full of nimble fiery...Copy !req
856. - Goodman bones!
- Cut me off the villain's head!Copy !req
857. Away, you whoreson
upright rabbit, away!Copy !req
858. Look!Copy !req
859. Jesu!Copy !req
860. - I told thee!
- Ha! Again.Copy !req
861. You were advised his flesh was
capable of wounds and scars.Copy !req
862. Thy tender lambkin now is king.Copy !req
863. That you use the same
with the like bold...Copy !req
864. Be quiet!Copy !req
865. Go forth!Copy !req
866. Fly from the field!Copy !req
867. How many of my old
acquaintance are dead?Copy !req
868. - Francis Pickbone.
- Will Squele.Copy !req
869. - Five more.
- Three!Copy !req
870. It may chance cost some of us
our lives, for he will stab.Copy !req
871. What wouldst thou think of me,
if I should weep?Copy !req
872. Be quiet. Go, wash thy face.Copy !req
873. Let it do something,
my good lord, and call it what you will.Copy !req
874. How now?Copy !req
875. Well...Copy !req
876. Hath the Prince John
a full commission?Copy !req
877. - That we have, in faith.
- As aconitum or rash gunpowder.Copy !req
878. The box of the ear
that the prince gave you.Copy !req
879. Bring up his powers.Copy !req
880. - How now?
- I know not.Copy !req
881. What says the almanac?Copy !req
882. King Henry IV Part 2. Act 5. Scene ICopy !req
883. "And, putting off his hat, said,Copy !req
884. "'God's blessing of your good heart,Copy !req
885. "he would make this a bloody day
to somebody,Copy !req
886. "by my faith.'Copy !req
887. "Now, the Lord bless
that sweet face of thine.Copy !req
888. "Great friends did feast together,
upon mouldy stewed prunes,Copy !req
889. "a good dish of prawns,
a score of good ewes..."Copy !req
890. Come, it grows late.Copy !req
891. "And I may say to you,Copy !req
892. "'We first survey the plot,Copy !req
893. "Then my courtesy,Copy !req
894. "and more and less.Copy !req
895. "About three of the clock
in the afternoon,Copy !req
896. "in three divided.Copy !req
897. "Four of which you please,Copy !req
898. "to five and twenty thousand.Copy !req
899. "There were five more.Copy !req
900. "Upon or near
the rate of thirty thousand,Copy !req
901. "then threw he down himself
and all their lives,Copy !req
902. "towards fronting peril,Copy !req
903. "that the wicked
might not fall in love with him."'Copy !req
904. - Sirrah.
- Sirrah.Copy !req
905. Right.Copy !req
906. Kiss me, Doll!Copy !req
907. - Three!
- Three!Copy !req
908. There 'tis, boy!Copy !req
909. - What is the news, my lord?
- Like a strange tongue.Copy !req
910. - Master Dumbe, our minister.
- Base Assyrian.Copy !req
911. But, indeed!
Clement Perkes of the hill!Copy !req
912. - 'Tis so, indeed!
- What is the news, my lord?Copy !req
913. "Here at more leisure
may our highness read,Copy !req
914. "the throng of words that come.Copy !req
915. "A most furious knight
and valorous enemyCopy !req
916. "may peruse the menCopy !req
917. "in all the inns o'."Copy !req
918. What!Copy !req
919. "The inns o'."Copy !req
920. What's this?Copy !req
921. He hath found to end
one doubt by death.Copy !req
922. - Much!
- Why, here it is.Copy !req
923. Dead! A' would have clapped
I' the clout at twelve score!Copy !req
924. For look you how be writes!Copy !req
925. - He'll be crowing as if he had writ.
- One word more, I beseech you?Copy !req
926. A' do nothing butCopy !req
927. "o'."Copy !req
928. He sure means brevity in breath,
short-winded.Copy !req
929. - And of what place, I pray?
- In Europe.Copy !req
930. In the windmill
in Saint George's field?Copy !req
931. - Saint Alban's.
- Yea-forsooth.Copy !req
932. God bless thy lungs,
good knight.Copy !req
933. This doth infer the zeal
I had to see him.Copy !req
934. - Ah, sirrah! Quoth-a.
- 'Tis so, indeed.Copy !req
935. O God!Copy !req
936. The blunt monster
with uncounted heads...Copy !req
937. O, run, Doll, run!Copy !req
938. O, fly to Scotland!Copy !req
939. He doth unfasten.Copy !req
940. As he is strikingCopy !req
941. hope gives not so much warrant
as despair.Copy !req
942. When the man of action is called on.
And winking, leap'd into destruction.Copy !req
943. From whence with life
he never more sprung up.Copy !req
944. And since we are o'erset,
venture again.Copy !req
945. - There 'tis, boy!
- The block of death.Copy !req
946. Yea, joy.Copy !req
947. Look, whether the withered elder hath
not his poll clawed like a parrot.Copy !req
948. - How now?
- He will spare not man nor child.Copy !req
949. Let him be brought in to his answer...Copy !req
950. - In three divided.
- In three divided.Copy !req
951. - He that buckles him in my belt...
- In three divided.Copy !req
952. In three divided.
May overlive the hazard.Copy !req
953. If his weapon be out?Copy !req
954. Certain, 'tis certain, very sure,
very sure, death.Copy !req
955. I cannot go.Copy !req
956. - Who should lead his forces hither?
- Sir Ralph Mouldy!Copy !req
957. - Yea?
- Mouldy, you shall go.Copy !req
958. I would Wart might have gone, sir.Copy !req
959. I will leer upon him as a' comes by.Copy !req
960. - I will resolve for Scotland...
- Hold.Copy !req
961. - Pleaseth your grace to answer...
- Thrice.Copy !req
962. As good as heart can wish.Copy !req
963. I will sit and watch.Copy !req
964. Yea, sir.Copy !req
965. Fare you well, go.Copy !req
966. Hold!Copy !req
967. Answer, thou dead elm, answer,Copy !req
968. ere this year expire.Copy !req
969. I pray you, let me speak with you.Copy !req
970. What's your name, sir?Copy !req
971. My name is Colevile of the dale.Copy !req
972. - What disease hast thou?
- A whoreson cold, sir.Copy !req
973. - What says the doctor to my water?
- Pox.Copy !req
974. You shall go.Copy !req
975. I thank thee with all my heart.Copy !req
976. Was this easy!Copy !req
977. Hold!Copy !req
978. Answer, thou dead elm, answer,Copy !req
979. ere this year expire.Copy !req
980. I pray you, let me speak with you.Copy !req
981. - What's your name, sir?
- Sir Ralph Mouldy!Copy !req
982. - What disease hast thou?
- A whoreson cold, sir.Copy !req
983. What is the gross sum
that I owe thee?Copy !req
984. I know not!Copy !req
985. Hold!Copy !req
986. - What's your name, sir?
- Peter Bullcalf o' the green!Copy !req
987. - What disease hast thou?
- A whoreson cold, sir.Copy !req
988. What says the doctor to my water?Copy !req
989. By yea and nay...Copy !req
990. What's your name, sir?Copy !req
991. Thomas Mowbray,
Duke of Norfolk.Copy !req
992. - What disease hast thou?
- A whoreson cold, sir.Copy !req
993. What's a joint of mutton or two
in a whole Lent?Copy !req
994. What's this?
A swallow, an arrow, or a bullet?Copy !req
995. I know not.Copy !req
996. How comes this, Sir John?Copy !req
997. Every man must know that.Copy !req
998. Thomas?Copy !req
999. Davy!Copy !req
1000. Lo, here it sits.Copy !req
1001. Well, harken at the end!Copy !req
1002. Fall to thy prayers!Copy !req
1003. God's blessing of your good heart!Copy !req
1004. If God doth give successful end to...Copy !req
1005. Jesu!Copy !req
1006. It is the foul-mouthed'st rogue
in EnglandCopy !req
1007. and the whores called him mandrake.Copy !req
1008. Have you your wits?Copy !req
1009. So idly to profane the precious time!Copy !req
1010. I am in good name with the very best,Copy !req
1011. look to the door there I' good faith,Copy !req
1012. good, an God will!Copy !req
1013. How, you fat fool! I scorn you,Copy !req
1014. and now thou wouldst eat
thy dead vomit up!Copy !req
1015. His wit's as thick
as Tewksbury mustard,Copy !req
1016. alas, poor ape,
how thou sweatest!Copy !req
1017. Come, let me wipe thy face,Copy !req
1018. you basket-hilt stale juggler, you!Copy !req
1019. In God's name,Copy !req
1020. come, get you down stairs!
Look to the door there!Copy !req
1021. No! For they have
marvellous foul linen.Copy !req
1022. I scorn you, scurvy companion.Copy !req
1023. You poor, base, rascally, cheating,
lack-linen mate!Copy !req
1024. If not, we ready are
to try our fortunes to the last man.Copy !req
1025. In God's name then...Copy !req
1026. Very well!Copy !req
1027. Away, you cut-purse rascal,Copy !req
1028. I'll thrust my knife
in your mouldy chaps.Copy !req
1029. Men of all sorts
take a pride to gird at me.Copy !req
1030. You filthy bung, away!
Thou bastardly rogue!Copy !req
1031. I beseek you now,
aggravate your choler,Copy !req
1032. for you hear not what I say to you,Copy !req
1033. dry, round, old, withered knights!Copy !req
1034. - Come, we will all put forth!
- O Lord, ay!Copy !req
1035. Stand to't!Copy !req
1036. Bragging Spaniard!Copy !req
1037. On bloody courses,
the rude scene may end!Copy !req
1038. God let me not live,
but I will murder your ruff for thisCopy !req
1039. till you are past serviceCopy !req
1040. and the tapestryCopy !req
1041. here is return'd.
Which God so frame!Copy !req
1042. Go forth!Copy !req
1043. They are your likeliest men.Copy !req
1044. Let him not 'scape.Copy !req
1045. Yea, indeed, is it.Copy !req
1046. Come, will you hence?Copy !req
1047. Blunt, lead him hence.Copy !req
1048. Toss the rogue in a blanket.Copy !req
1049. Come on, come on, come on, sir.Copy !req
1050. Put up your naked weapons!Copy !req
1051. Stand from him, fellow.Copy !req
1052. Let that suffice.Copy !req
1053. Jesu!Copy !req
1054. How dare you profane this place
with your presence?Copy !req
1055. I command you,
in the name of the knights of Camelot,Copy !req
1056. to open the doors of this sacred castle,Copy !req
1057. to which God himself has guided us.Copy !req
1058. How you English say? One more time,
I unclog my nose in your direction,Copy !req
1059. sons of a window-dresser!Copy !req
1060. So, you think you could
out-clever us French folkCopy !req
1061. with your silly knees-bent,
running about, advancing behaviour.Copy !req
1062. I wave my private parts at your aunties.Copy !req
1063. You cheesy lot of second-hand,
electric donkey-bottom biters!Copy !req
1064. In the name of the Lord,Copy !req
1065. we demand entrance to this sacred castle!Copy !req
1066. No chance, English bed-wetting types.Copy !req
1067. I burst my pimples at you, and call your
door-opening request a silly thing!Copy !req
1068. You tiny-brained wipers
of other people's bottoms.Copy !req
1069. If you'll not open this door,
we shall take this castle by force!Copy !req
1070. In the name of God and the glory of our...Copy !req
1071. Right! That settles it!Copy !req
1072. Depart at this time,
and don't be approaching any more,Copy !req
1073. or we fire arrows into your heads,
and make castanets out of your testicles.Copy !req
1074. Walk away, just ignore them.Copy !req
1075. And now remain gone,
illegitimate-faced bugger-folk!Copy !req
1076. And, if you think you got a nasty
taunting this time, you ain't heardCopy !req
1077. nothing yet, stuffy English knights!Copy !req
1078. - We shall attack at once.
- Yes, my liege.Copy !req
1079. Stand by for attack!Copy !req
1080. French persons!Copy !req
1081. Today the blood of many a valiant knight
shall be avenged.Copy !req
1082. In the name of God,
we shall not stop our fightCopy !req
1083. till each one of you lies dead,
and the Holy GrailCopy !req
1084. returns to those whom God has chosen.Copy !req
1085. Charge!Copy !req
1086. Yes, they're the ones, I'm sure.Copy !req
1087. - Come on.
- Put this man in the van.Copy !req
1088. - Put him in the van.
- Get a blanket over that one.Copy !req
1089. Come on, back! Right back!Copy !req
1090. That's an offensive weapon, that is.Copy !req
1091. All right, sonny, that's enough. Pack that in.Copy !req