Speeches (Lines) for Doll Tearsheet
in "Henry IV, Part II"

Total: 31

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# Act, Scene, Line
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1

II,4,1267

Better than I was—hem.

2

II,4,1279

A pox damn you, you muddy rascal! Is that all the comfort
give me?

3

II,4,1283

I make them! Gluttony and diseases make them: I make them
not.

4

II,4,1290

Yea, joy, our chains and our jewels.

5

II,4,1298

Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang yourself!

6

II,4,1308

Can a weak empty vessel bear such a huge full hogs-head?
There's a whole merchant's venture of Bourdeaux stuff in him;...

7

II,4,1318

Hang him, swaggering rascal! Let him not come hither; it
the foul-mouth'dst rogue in England.

8

II,4,1366

So you do, hostess.

9

II,4,1382

Charge me! I scorn you, scurvy companion. What! you poor,
base, rascally, cheating, lack-linen mate! Away, you mouldy...

10

II,4,1386

Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy bung, away! By
wine, I'll thrust my knife in your mouldy chaps, an you play...

11

II,4,1398

Captain! Thou abominable damn'd cheater, art thou not
to be called captain? An captains were of my mind, they would...

12

II,4,1454

For God's sake thrust him down stairs; I cannot endure
fustian rascal.

13

II,4,1470

I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee, do not draw.

14

II,4,1480

I pray thee, Jack, be quiet; the rascal's gone. Ah, you
whoreson little valiant villain, you!

15

II,4,1491

Ah, you sweet little rogue, you! Alas, poor ape, how thou
sweat'st! Come, let me wipe thy face. Come on, you whoreson...

16

II,4,1498

Do, an thou dar'st for thy heart. An thou dost, I'll
thee between a pair of sheets.

17

II,4,1506

I' faith, and thou follow'dst him like a church. Thou
whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig, when wilt thou...

18

II,4,1516

Sirrah, what humour's the Prince of?

19

II,4,1520

They say Poins has a good wit.

20

II,4,1526

Why does the Prince love him so, then?

21

II,4,1561

By my troth, I kiss thee with a most constant heart.

22

II,4,1563

I love thee better than I love e'er a scurvy young boy of
them all.

23

II,4,1569

By my troth, thou't set me a-weeping, an thou say'st so.
Prove that ever I dress myself handsome till thy return....

24

II,4,1590

How, you fat fool! I scorn you.

25

II,4,1658

What says your Grace?

26

II,4,1691

I cannot speak. If my heart be not ready to burst!
Well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself.

27

V,4,3564

Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I'll tell thee what,
thou damn'd tripe-visag'd rascal, an the child I now go with do...

28

V,4,3574

I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I will have you
as soundly swing'd for this—you blue-bottle rogue, you filthy...

29

V,4,3581

Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice.

30

V,4,3583

Goodman death, goodman bones!

31

V,4,3585

Come, you thin thing! come, you rascal!

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