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Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Slender |
54 |
Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound?
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2 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Falstaff |
137 |
Pistol, did you pick Master Slender's purse?
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3 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Slender |
138 |
Ay, by these gloves, did he, or I would I might
never come in mine own great chamber again else, of
seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward
shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two
pence apiece of Yead Miller, by these gloves.
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4 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Slender |
153 |
By this hat, then, he in the red face had it; for
though I cannot remember what I did when you made me
drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass.
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5 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Simple |
188 |
Book of Riddles! why, did you not lend it to Alice
Shortcake upon All-hallowmas last, a fortnight
afore Michaelmas?
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6 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Slender |
259 |
I' faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank you as much as
though I did.
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7 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 3] |
Pistol |
361 |
Then did the sun on dunghill shine.
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8 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 3] |
Falstaff |
363 |
O, she did so course o'er my exteriors with such a
greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye did
seem to scorch me up like a burning-glass! Here's
another letter to her: she bears the purse too; she
is a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. I will
be cheater to them both, and they shall be
exchequers to me; they shall be my East and West
Indies, and I will trade to them both. Go bear thou
this letter to Mistress Page; and thou this to
Mistress Ford: we will thrive, lads, we will thrive.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Ford |
617 |
We burn daylight: here, read, read; perceive how I
might be knighted. I shall think the worse of fat
men, as long as I have an eye to make difference of
men's liking: and yet he would not swear; praised
women's modesty; and gave such orderly and
well-behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, that I
would have sworn his disposition would have gone to
the truth of his words; but they do no more adhere
and keep place together than the Hundredth Psalm to
the tune of 'Green Sleeves.' What tempest, I trow,
threw this whale, with so many tuns of oil in his
belly, ashore at Windsor? How shall I be revenged
on him? I think the best way were to entertain him
with hope, till the wicked fire of lust have melted
him in his own grease. Did you ever hear the like?
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10 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Ford |
727 |
You heard what this knave told me, did you not?
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11 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 1] |
Doctor Caius |
1278 |
Diable! Jack Rugby,—mine host de Jarteer,—have I
not stay for him to kill him? have I not, at de place
I did appoint?
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12 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 5] |
Falstaff |
1784 |
So did I mine, to build upon a foolish woman's promise.
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13 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 5] |
Ford |
1810 |
How so, sir? Did she change her determination?
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14 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 5] |
Ford |
1821 |
And did he search for you, and could not find you?
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15 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2] |
Mistress Ford |
2052 |
We'll try that; for I'll appoint my men to carry the
basket again, to meet him at the door with it, as
they did last time.
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16 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2] |
Mistress Ford |
2158 |
Nay, by the mass, that he did not; he beat him most
unpitifully, methought.
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17 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 4] |
Sir Hugh Evans |
2196 |
'Tis one of the best discretions of a 'oman as ever
I did look upon.
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18 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 4] |
Page |
2198 |
And did he send you both these letters at an instant?
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 4] |
Mistress Page |
2223 |
There is an old tale goes that Herne the hunter,
Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest,
Doth all the winter-time, at still midnight,
Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns;
And there he blasts the tree and takes the cattle
And makes milch-kine yield blood and shakes a chain
In a most hideous and dreadful manner:
You have heard of such a spirit, and well you know
The superstitious idle-headed eld
Received and did deliver to our age
This tale of Herne the hunter for a truth.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[V, 5] |
Slender |
2754 |
I came yonder at Eton to marry Mistress Anne Page,
and she's a great lubberly boy. If it had not been
i' the church, I would have swinged him, or he
should have swinged me. If I did not think it had
been Anne Page, would I might never stir!—and 'tis
a postmaster's boy.
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