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Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety.

      — King Henry IV. Part I, Act II Scene 3

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1

Henry IV, Part I
[I, 2]

Falstaff

239

Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home and go not,
I'll hang you for going.

2

Henry IV, Part I
[I, 3]

Hotspur (Henry Percy)

488

Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,
That wished him on the barren mountains starve.
But shall it be that you, that set the crown
Upon the head of this forgetful man
And for his sake wear the detested blot
Of murderous subornation, shall it be,
That you a world of curses undergo,
Being the agents, or base second means,
The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?
O, pardon me that I descend so low,
To show the line and the predicament
Wherein you range under this subtle king;
Shall it for shame be spoken in these days,
Or fill up chronicles in time to come,
That men of your nobility and power
Did gage them both in an unjust behalf,
As both of you—God pardon it!—have done,
To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
An plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?
And shall it in more shame be further spoken,
That you are fool'd, discarded and shook off
By him for whom these shames ye underwent?
No; yet time serves wherein you may redeem
Your banish'd honours and restore yourselves
Into the good thoughts of the world again,
Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt
Of this proud king, who studies day and night
To answer all the debt he owes to you
Even with the bloody payment of your deaths:
Therefore, I say—

3

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 2]

Henry V

746

Peace, ye fat-kidneyed rascal! what a brawling dost
thou keep!

4

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 2]

Henry V

772

Peace, ye fat-guts! lie down; lay thine ear close
to the ground and list if thou canst hear the tread
of travellers.

5

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 2]

Falstaff

775

Have you any levers to lift me up again, being down?
'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot
again for all the coin in thy father's exchequer.
What a plague mean ye to colt me thus?

6

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 2]

Henry V

782

Out, ye rogue! shall I be your ostler?

7

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 2]

Falstaff

796

You lie, ye rogue; 'tis going to the king's tavern.

8

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 2]

Falstaff

827

Hang ye, gorbellied knaves, are ye undone? No, ye
fat chuffs: I would your store were here! On,
bacons, on! What, ye knaves! young men must live.
You are Grand-jurors, are ye? we'll jure ye, 'faith.

9

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Edward Poins

1079

As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark ye; what
cunning match have you made with this jest of the
drawer? come, what's the issue?

10

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Edward Poins

1132

'Zounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call me coward, by the
Lord, I'll stab thee.

11

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Falstaff

1252

By the Lord, I knew ye as well as he that made ye.
Why, hear you, my masters: was it for me to kill the
heir-apparent? should I turn upon the true prince?
why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules: but
beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true
prince. Instinct is a great matter; I was now a
coward on instinct. I shall think the better of
myself and thee during my life; I for a valiant
lion, and thou for a true prince. But, by the Lord,
lads, I am glad you have the money. Hostess, clap
to the doors: watch to-night, pray to-morrow.
Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles
of good fellowship come to you! What, shall we be
merry? shall we have a play extempore?

12

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Falstaff

1338

O' horseback, ye cuckoo; but afoot he will not budge a foot.

13

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Falstaff

1340

I grant ye, upon instinct. Well, he is there too,
and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps more:
Worcester is stolen away to-night; thy father's
beard is turned white with the news: you may buy
land now as cheap as stinking mackerel.

14

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Falstaff

1426

'Sblood, my lord, they are false: nay, I'll tickle
ye for a young prince, i' faith.

15

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Falstaff

1470

Out, ye rogue! Play out the play: I have much to
say in the behalf of that Falstaff.

16

Henry IV, Part I
[III, 1]

Hotspur (Henry Percy)

1681

I do not care: I'll give thrice so much land
To any well-deserving friend;
But in the way of bargain, mark ye me,
I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.
Are the indentures drawn? shall we be gone?

17

Henry IV, Part I
[III, 1]

Lady Percy

1780

Go, ye giddy goose.

18

Henry IV, Part I
[III, 1]

Lady Percy

1785

Then should you be nothing but musical for you are
altogether governed by humours. Lie still, ye thief,
and hear the lady sing in Welsh.

19

Henry IV, Part I
[III, 1]

Hotspur (Henry Percy)

1812

'Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be red-breast
teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I'll away
within these two hours; and so, come in when ye will.

20

Henry IV, Part I
[III, 3]

Falstaff

2068

Ye lie, hostess: Bardolph was shaved and lost many
a hair; and I'll be sworn my pocket was picked. Go
to, you are a woman, go.

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