Speeches (Lines) for Chamberlain
in "Henry IV, Part I"

Total: 6

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# Act, Scene, Line
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1

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Gadshill. What, ho! chamberlain!

Chamberlain. [Within] At hand, quoth pick-purse.


2

II,1,695

(stage directions). [Enter Chamberlain]

Chamberlain. Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds current that
I told you yesternight: there's a franklin in the
wild of Kent hath brought three hundred marks with
him in gold: I heard him tell it to one of his
company last night at supper; a kind of auditor; one
that hath abundance of charge too, God knows what.
They are up already, and call for eggs and butter;
they will away presently.


3

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Gadshill. Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas'
clerks, I'll give thee this neck.

Chamberlain. No, I'll none of it: I pray thee keep that for the
hangman; for I know thou worshippest St. Nicholas
as truly as a man of falsehood may.


4

II,1,726

Gadshill. What talkest thou to me of the hangman? if I hang,
I'll make a fat pair of gallows; for if I hang, old
Sir John hangs with me, and thou knowest he is no
starveling. Tut! there are other Trojans that thou
dreamest not of, the which for sport sake are
content to do the profession some grace; that would,
if matters should be looked into, for their own
credit sake, make all whole. I am joined with no
foot-land rakers, no long-staff sixpenny strikers,
none of these mad mustachio purple-hued malt-worms;
but with nobility and tranquillity, burgomasters and
great oneyers, such as can hold in, such as will
strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner than
drink, and drink sooner than pray: and yet, zounds,
I lie; for they pray continually to their saint, the
commonwealth; or rather, not pray to her, but prey
on her, for they ride up and down on her and make
her their boots.

Chamberlain. What, the commonwealth their boots? will she hold
out water in foul way?


5

II,1,731

Gadshill. She will, she will; justice hath liquored her. We
steal as in a castle, cocksure; we have the receipt
of fern-seed, we walk invisible.

Chamberlain. Nay, by my faith, I think you are more beholding to
the night than to fern-seed for your walking invisible.


6

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Gadshill. Give me thy hand: thou shalt have a share in our
purchase, as I am a true man.

Chamberlain. Nay, rather let me have it, as you are a false thief.


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