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[Within] Who's there? |
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I am glad to see your worships well.
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Sir, I thank you. |
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I am glad to see you, good Master Slender. |
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It could not be judged, sir. |
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A cur, sir. |
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Sir, he is within; and I would I could do a good
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Sir, he doth in some sort confess it. |
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Here comes Sir John. |
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We three, to hear it and end it between them. |
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Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll drink within. |
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How now, Mistress Ford! |
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Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome. Come, we have a
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Come, gentle Master Slender, come; we stay for you. |
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By cock and pie, you shall not choose, sir! come, come. |
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Come on, sir. |
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'The humour of it,' quoth a'! here's a fellow
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I never heard such a drawling, affecting rogue. |
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I will not believe such a Cataian, though the priest
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How now, Meg! |
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How now, Master Ford! |
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Yes: and you heard what the other told me? |
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Hang 'em, slaves! I do not think the knight would
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Marry, were they. |
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Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this voyage
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Look where my ranting host of the Garter comes:
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I have heard the Frenchman hath good skill in
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Have with you. I would rather hear them scold than fight. |
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Now, good master doctor! |
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Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great
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'Tis true, Master Shallow. |
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Sir Hugh is there, is he? |
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[with Shallow and Slender] Adieu, good master doctor. |
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'Save you, good Sir Hugh! |
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And youthful still! in your doublet and hose this
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We are come to you to do a good office, master parson. |
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Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, who, belike
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I think you know him; Master Doctor Caius, the
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Why? |
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I warrant you, he's the man should fight with him. |
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Nay, good master parson, keep in your weapon. |
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You have, Master Slender; I stand wholly for you:
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Not by my consent, I promise you. The gentleman is
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Good Master Ford, be contented: you wrong yourself too much. |
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Nay, follow him, gentlemen; see the issue of his search. |
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Fie, fie, Master Ford! are you not ashamed? What
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Let's go in, gentlemen; but, trust me, we'll mock
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Now, Master Slender: love him, daughter Anne.
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She is no match for you. |
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No, good Master Fenton.
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Why, this passes, Master Ford; you are not to go
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This passes! |
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Here's no man. |
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No, nor nowhere else but in your brain. |
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Let's obey his humour a little further: come,
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And did he send you both these letters at an instant? |
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'Tis well, 'tis well; no more:
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How? to send him word they'll meet him in the park
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So think I too. |
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Why, yet there want not many that do fear
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Well, let it not be doubted but he'll come:
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That silk will I go buy.
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Come, come; we'll couch i' the castle-ditch till we
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The night is dark; light and spirits will become it
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Nay, do not fly; I think we have watch'd you now
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Old, cold, withered and of intolerable entrails? |
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And as poor as Job? |
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Yet be cheerful, knight: thou shalt eat a posset
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Son, how now! how now, son! have you dispatched? |
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Of what, son? |
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Upon my life, then, you took the wrong. |
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Why, this is your own folly. Did not I tell you how
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My heart misgives me: here comes Master Fenton.
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Now, mistress, how chance you went not with Master Slender? |
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Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven give thee joy!
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