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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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the character name is "Poet."
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Henry IV, Part I
[I, 2] |
Falstaff |
196 |
O, thou hast damnable iteration and art indeed able
to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon
me, Hal; God forgive thee for it! Before I knew
thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man
should speak truly, little better than one of the
wicked. I must give over this life, and I will give
it over: by the Lord, and I do not, I am a villain:
I'll be damned for never a king's son in
Christendom.
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2 |
Henry IV, Part I
[I, 2] |
Falstaff |
206 |
'Zounds, where thou wilt, lad; I'll make one; an I
do not, call me villain and baffle me.
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3 |
Henry IV, Part I
[I, 2] |
Falstaff |
210 |
Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a
man to labour in his vocation.
[Enter POINS]
Poins! Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a
match. O, if men were to be saved by merit, what
hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the
most omnipotent villain that ever cried 'Stand' to
a true man.
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4 |
Henry IV, Part I
[II, 1] |
First Carrier |
667 |
God's body! the turkeys in my pannier are quite
starved. What, ostler! A plague on thee! hast thou
never an eye in thy head? canst not hear? An
'twere not as good deed as drink, to break the pate
on thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be hanged!
hast thou no faith in thee?
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5 |
Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4] |
Henry V |
1142 |
O villain! thy lips are scarce wiped since thou
drunkest last.
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6 |
Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4] |
Falstaff |
1193 |
Seven, by these hilts, or I am a villain else.
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7 |
Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4] |
Henry V |
1299 |
O villain, thou stolest a cup of sack eighteen years
ago, and wert taken with the manner, and ever since
thou hast blushed extempore. Thou hadst fire and
sword on thy side, and yet thou rannest away: what
instinct hadst thou for it?
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8 |
Henry IV, Part I
[III, 3] |
Henry V |
2161 |
O, if it should, how would thy guts fall about thy
knees! But, sirrah, there's no room for faith,
truth, nor honesty in this bosom of thine; it is all
filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an honest
woman with picking thy pocket! why, thou whoreson,
impudent, embossed rascal, if there were anything in
thy pocket but tavern-reckonings, memorandums of
bawdy-houses, and one poor penny-worth of
sugar-candy to make thee long-winded, if thy pocket
were enriched with any other injuries but these, I
am a villain: and yet you will stand to if; you will
not pocket up wrong: art thou not ashamed?
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