Speeches (Lines) for Host
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What says my bully-rook? speak scholarly and wisely. |
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Discard, bully Hercules; cashier: let them wag; trot, trot. |
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Thou'rt an emperor, Caesar, Keisar, and Pheezar. I
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I have spoke; let him follow.
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How now, bully-rook! thou'rt a gentleman.
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Tell him, cavaleiro-justice; tell him, bully-rook. |
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What sayest thou, my bully-rook? |
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Hast thou no suit against my knight, my
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My hand, bully; thou shalt have egress and regress;
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Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag? |
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Bless thee, bully doctor! |
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To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee
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Thou art a Castalion-King-Urinal. Hector of Greece, my boy! |
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Pardon, guest-justice. A word, Mounseur Mockwater. |
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Mock-water, in our English tongue, is valour, bully. |
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He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. |
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That is, he will make thee amends. |
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And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag. |
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And, moreover, bully,—but first, master guest, and
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He is there: see what humour he is in; and I will
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Let him die: sheathe thy impatience, throw cold
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For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne
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Let us wag, then. |
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Disarm them, and let them question: let them keep
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Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh,
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Peace, I say! hear mine host of the Garter. Am I
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What say you to young Master Fenton? he capers, he
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Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest knight
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What duke should that be comes so secretly? I hear
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They shall have my horses; but I'll make them pay;
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What wouldst thou have, boor? what: thick-skin?
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There's his chamber, his house, his castle, his
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Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be robbed: I'll
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Here's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the coming down of
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Ay, come; quick. |
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Conceal them, or thou diest. |
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Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, Sir John. Was
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Where be my horses? speak well of them, varletto. |
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They are gone but to meet the duke, villain: do not
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What is the matter, sir? |
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Here, master doctor, in perplexity and doubtful dilemma. |
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Hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am
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Master Fenton, talk not to me; my mind is heavy: I
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I will hear you, Master Fenton; and I will at the
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Which means she to deceive, father or mother? |
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Well, husband your device; I'll to the vicar:
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