Speeches (Lines) for Robert Shallow
in "Merry Wives of Windsor"

Total: 59

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

I,1,2

Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-
chamber matter of it: if he were twenty Sir John
Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire.

2

I,1,7

Ay, cousin Slender, and 'Custalourum.

3

I,1,11

Ay, that I do; and have done any time these three
hundred years.

4

I,1,16

It is an old coat.

5

I,1,20

The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old coat.

6

I,1,22

You may, by marrying.

7

I,1,24

Not a whit.

8

I,1,32

The council shall bear it; it is a riot.

9

I,1,37

Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword
should end it.

10

I,1,58

Well, let us see honest Master Page. Is Falstaff there?

11

I,1,74

Master Page, I am glad to see you: much good do it
your good heart! I wished your venison better; it
was ill killed. How doth good Mistress Page?—and I
thank you always with my heart, la! with my heart.

12

I,1,79

Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do.

13

I,1,85

That he will not. 'Tis your fault, 'tis your fault;
'tis a good dog.

14

I,1,88

Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog: can there be
more said? he is good and fair. Is Sir John
Falstaff here?

15

I,1,94

He hath wronged me, Master Page.

16

I,1,96

If it be confessed, it is not redress'd: is not that
so, Master Page? He hath wronged me; indeed he
hath, at a word, he hath, believe me: Robert
Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wronged.

17

I,1,103

Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and
broke open my lodge.

18

I,1,106

Tut, a pin! this shall be answered.

19

I,1,109

The council shall know this.

20

I,1,191

Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. A word with
you, coz; marry, this, coz: there is, as 'twere, a
tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by Sir Hugh
here. Do you understand me?

21

I,1,197

Nay, but understand me.

22

I,1,206

Ay, there's the point, sir.

23

I,1,215

Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her?

24

I,1,221

That you must. Will you, upon good dowry, marry her?

25

I,1,224

Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz: what I do
is to pleasure you, coz. Can you love the maid?

26

I,1,236

Ay, I think my cousin meant well.

27

I,1,238

Here comes fair Mistress Anne.
[Re-enter ANNE PAGE]
Would I were young for your sake, Mistress Anne!

28

I,1,243

I will wait on him, fair Mistress Anne.

29

II,1,753

I follow, mine host, I follow. Good even and
twenty, good Master Page! Master Page, will you go
with us? we have sport in hand.

30

II,1,757

Sir, there is a fray to be fought between Sir Hugh
the Welsh priest and Caius the French doctor.

31

II,1,762

[To PAGE] Will you go with us to behold it? My
merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons;
and, I think, hath appointed them contrary places;
for, believe me, I hear the parson is no jester.
Hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be.

32

II,1,776

Have with you, mine host.

33

II,1,779

Tut, sir, I could have told you more. In these times
you stand on distance, your passes, stoccadoes, and
I know not what: 'tis the heart, Master Page; 'tis
here, 'tis here. I have seen the time, with my long
sword I would have made you four tall fellows skip like rats.

34

II,3,1118

Save you, Master Doctor Caius!

35

II,3,1134

He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is a curer of
souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you should
fight, you go against the hair of your professions.
Is it not true, Master Page?

36

II,3,1140

Bodykins, Master Page, though I now be old and of
the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches to
make one. Though we are justices and doctors and
churchmen, Master Page, we have some salt of our
youth in us; we are the sons of women, Master Page.

37

II,3,1146

It will be found so, Master Page. Master Doctor
Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am sworn of
the peace: you have showed yourself a wise
physician, and Sir Hugh hath shown himself a wise
and patient churchman. You must go with me, master doctor.

38

II,3,1171

We will do it.

39

III,1,1229

How now, master Parson! Good morrow, good Sir Hugh.
Keep a gamester from the dice, and a good student
from his book, and it is wonderful.

40

III,1,1235

What, the sword and the word! do you study them
both, master parson?

41

III,1,1246

I have lived fourscore years and upward; I never
heard a man of his place, gravity and learning, so
wide of his own respect.

42

III,1,1259

[Aside] O sweet Anne Page!

43

III,1,1260

It appears so by his weapons. Keep them asunder:
here comes Doctor Caius.

44

III,1,1264

So do you, good master doctor.

45

III,1,1299

Trust me, a mad host. Follow, gentlemen, follow.

46

III,2,1361

[with Page and others] Well met, Master Ford.

47

III,2,1364

I must excuse myself, Master Ford.

48

III,2,1368

We have lingered about a match between Anne Page and
my cousin Slender, and this day we shall have our answer.

49

III,2,1391

Well, fare you well: we shall have the freer wooing
at Master Page's.

50

III,4,1655

Break their talk, Mistress Quickly: my kinsman shall
speak for himself.

51

III,4,1659

Be not dismayed.

52

III,4,1669

She's coming; to her, coz. O boy, thou hadst a father!

53

III,4,1674

Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you.

54

III,4,1677

He will maintain you like a gentlewoman.

55

III,4,1680

He will make you a hundred and fifty pounds jointure.

56

III,4,1682

Marry, I thank you for it; I thank you for that good
comfort. She calls you, coz: I'll leave you.

57

IV,2,2085

Indeed, Master Ford, this is not well, indeed.

58

IV,2,2110

By my fidelity, this is not well, Master Ford; this
wrongs you.

59

V,2,2519

That's good too: but what needs either your 'mum'
or her 'budget?' the white will decipher her well
enough. It hath struck ten o'clock.

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