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Cry "Havoc," and let slip the dogs of war.

      — Julius Caesar, Act III Scene 1

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1

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 2]

Falstaff

816

Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I:
every man to his business.

2

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 2]

Falstaff

839

Come, my masters, let us share, and then to horse
before day. An the Prince and Poins be not two
arrant cowards, there's no equity stirring: there's
no more valour in that Poins than in a wild-duck.

3

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Henry V

1238

We two saw you four set on four and bound them, and
were masters of their wealth. Mark now, how a plain
tale shall put you down. Then did we two set on you
four; and, with a word, out-faced you from your
prize, and have it; yea, and can show it you here in
the house: and, Falstaff, you carried your guts
away as nimbly, with as quick dexterity, and roared
for mercy and still run and roared, as ever I heard
bull-calf. What a slave art thou, to hack thy sword
as thou hast done, and then say it was in fight!
What trick, what device, what starting-hole, canst
thou now find out to hide thee from this open and
apparent shame?

4

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Falstaff

1252

By the Lord, I knew ye as well as he that made ye.
Why, hear you, my masters: was it for me to kill the
heir-apparent? should I turn upon the true prince?
why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules: but
beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true
prince. Instinct is a great matter; I was now a
coward on instinct. I shall think the better of
myself and thee during my life; I for a valiant
lion, and thou for a true prince. But, by the Lord,
lads, I am glad you have the money. Hostess, clap
to the doors: watch to-night, pray to-morrow.
Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles
of good fellowship come to you! What, shall we be
merry? shall we have a play extempore?

5

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Falstaff

1422

And here I stand: judge, my masters.

6

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Henry V

1486

Go, hide thee behind the arras: the rest walk up
above. Now, my masters, for a true face and good
conscience.

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