Speeches (Lines) for Hostess Quickly
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Master Fang, have you ent'red the action? |
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Where's your yeoman? Is't a lusty yeoman? Will 'a
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O Lord, ay! good Master Snare. |
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Yea, good Master Snare; I have ent'red him and all. |
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Alas the day! take heed of him; he stabb'd me in mine
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No, nor I neither; I'll be at your elbow. |
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I am undone by his going; I warrant you, he's an
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Throw me in the channel! I'll throw thee in the
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Good people, bring a rescue or two. Thou wot, wot
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Good my lord, be good to me. I beseech you, stand to |
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O My most worshipful lord, an't please your Grace, I
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It is more than for some, my lord; it is for all—all
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Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself and the
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Yea, in truth, my lord. |
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Faith, you said so before. |
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By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must be fain to
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Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty nobles;
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Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown.
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Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet you at supper? |
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I' faith, sweetheart, methinks now you are in an
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Why, that's well said; a good heart's worth gold.
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Sick of a calm; yea, good faith. |
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By my troth, this is the old fashion; you two never
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If he swagger, let him not come here. No, by my faith!
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Pray ye, pacify yourself, Sir John; there comes no
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Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell me; and your ancient
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Cheater, call you him? I will bar no honest man my
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Do I? Yea, in very truth, do I, an 'twere an aspen
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Come, I'll drink no proofs nor no bullets. I'll drink
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No, good Captain Pistol; not here, sweet captain. |
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Good Captain Peesel, be quiet; 'tis very late, i'
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By my troth, Captain, these are very bitter words. |
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O' my word, Captain, there's none such here. What the
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Here's goodly stuff toward! |
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Here's a goodly tumult! I'll forswear keeping house
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Are you not hurt i' th' groin? Methought 'a made a
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O, the Lord preserve thy Grace! By my troth, welcome
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God's blessing of your good heart! and so she is, by
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No, I warrant you. |
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All vict'lers do so. What's a joint of mutton or two
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Who knocks so loud at door? Look to th' door there,
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Well, fare thee well. I have known thee these
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What's the matter? |
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O, run Doll, run, run, good Come. [To BARDOLPH] She
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No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might die,
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O the Lord, that Sir John were come! He would make this a
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O God, that right should thus overcome might!
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Ay, come, you starv'd bloodhound. |
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Thou atomy, thou! |