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Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Sir Hugh Evans |
33 |
It is not meet the council hear a riot; there is no
fear of Got in a riot: the council, look you, shall
desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a
riot; take your vizaments in that.
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2 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 4] |
Hostess Quickly |
491 |
[Aside to SIMPLE] I am glad he is so quiet: if he
had been thoroughly moved, you should have heard him
so loud and so melancholy. But notwithstanding,
man, I'll do you your master what good I can: and
the very yea and the no is, the French doctor, my
master,—I may call him my master, look you, for I
keep his house; and I wash, wring, brew, bake,
scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds and do
all myself,—
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3 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Page |
601 |
And, trust me, I was coming to you. You look very
ill.
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4 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Page |
662 |
Why, look where he comes; and my good man too: he's
as far from jealousy as I am from giving him cause;
and that I hope is an unmeasurable distance.
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5 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Page |
714 |
Have with you. You'll come to dinner, George.
[Aside to MISTRESS FORD]
Look who comes yonder: she shall be our messenger
to this paltry knight.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Page |
745 |
Look where my ranting host of the Garter comes:
there is either liquor in his pate or money in his
purse when he looks so merrily.
[Enter Host]
How now, mine host!
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7 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Ford |
787 |
Though Page be a secure fool, an stands so firmly
on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off my
opinion so easily: she was in his company at Page's
house; and what they made there, I know not. Well,
I will look further into't: and I have a disguise
to sound Falstaff. If I find her honest, I lose not
my labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2] |
Hostess Quickly |
915 |
Nay, but do so, then: and, look you, he may come and
go between you both; and in any case have a
nay-word, that you may know one another's mind, and
the boy never need to understand any thing; for
'tis not good that children should know any
wickedness: old folks, you know, have discretion,
as they say, and know the world.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2] |
Falstaff |
931 |
Sayest thou so, old Jack? go thy ways; I'll make
more of thy old body than I have done. Will they
yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the expense
of so much money, be now a gainer? Good body, I
thank thee. Let them say 'tis grossly done; so it be
fairly done, no matter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 3] |
Doctor Caius |
1160 |
By gar, me do look he shall clapper-de-claw me;
for, by gar, me vill have it.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 1] |
Sir Hugh Evans |
1197 |
I most fehemently desire you you will also look that
way.
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12 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 1] |
Sir Hugh Evans |
1281 |
As I am a Christians soul now, look you, this is the
place appointed: I'll be judgement by mine host of
the Garter.
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13 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3] |
Mistress Page |
1517 |
For shame! never stand 'you had rather' and 'you
had rather:' your husband's here at hand, bethink
you of some conveyance: in the house you cannot
hide him. O, how have you deceived me! Look, here
is a basket: if he be of any reasonable stature, he
may creep in here; and throw foul linen upon him, as
if it were going to bucking: or—it is whiting-time
—send him by your two men to Datchet-mead.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3] |
Mistress Ford |
1535 |
What, John! Robert! John!
[Exit ROBIN]
[Re-enter Servants]
Go take up these clothes here quickly. Where's the
cowl-staff? look, how you drumble! Carry them to
the laundress in Datchet-meat; quickly, come.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 4] |
Hostess Quickly |
1728 |
This is my doing, now: 'Nay,' said I, 'will you cast
away your child on a fool, and a physician? Look on
Master Fenton:' this is my doing.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 1] |
Mistress Page |
1896 |
I'll be with her by and by; I'll but bring my young
man here to school. Look, where his master comes;
'tis a playing-day, I see.
[Enter SIR HUGH EVANS]
How now, Sir Hugh! no school to-day?
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2] |
Mistress Ford |
2038 |
Go, go, sweet Sir John: Mistress Page and I will
look some linen for your head.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 4] |
Sir Hugh Evans |
2196 |
'Tis one of the best discretions of a 'oman as ever
I did look upon.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 5] |
Sir Hugh Evans |
2367 |
Have a care of your entertainments: there is a
friend of mine come to town tells me there is three
cozen-germans that has cozened all the hosts of
Readins, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses and
money. I tell you for good will, look you: you
are wise and full of gibes and vlouting-stocks, and
'tis not convenient you should be cozened. Fare you well.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[V, 5] |
Hostess Quickly |
2620 |
About, about;
Search Windsor Castle, elves, within and out:
Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room:. That it may stand till the perpetual doom,
In state as wholesome as in state 'tis fit,
Worthy the owner, and the owner it.
The several chairs of order look you scour
With juice of balm and every precious flower:
Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest,
With loyal blazon, evermore be blest!
And nightly, meadow-fairies, look you sing,
Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring:
The expressure that it bears, green let it be,
More fertile-fresh than all the field to see;
And 'Honi soit qui mal y pense' write
In emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue and white;
Let sapphire, pearl and rich embroidery,
Buckled below fair knighthood's bending knee:
Fairies use flowers for their charactery.
Away; disperse: but till 'tis one o'clock,
Our dance of custom round about the oak
Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget.
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