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Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Falstaff |
168 |
You hear all these matters denied, gentlemen; you hear it.
[Enter ANNE PAGE, with wine; MISTRESS FORD]
and MISTRESS PAGE, following]
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2 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Page |
174 |
How now, Mistress Ford!
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3 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Falstaff |
175 |
Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very well met:
by your leave, good mistress.
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4 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 3] |
Falstaff |
337 |
Which of you know Ford of this town?
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5 |
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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6 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 3] |
Pistol |
394 |
And I to Ford shall eke unfold
How Falstaff, varlet vile,
His dove will prove, his gold will hold,
And his soft couch defile.
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7 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
(stage directions) |
599 |
[Enter MISTRESS FORD]
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8 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Page |
614 |
What? thou liest! Sir Alice Ford! These knights
will hack; and so thou shouldst not alter the
article of thy gentry.
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9 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Page |
632 |
Letter for letter, but that the name of Page and
Ford differs! To thy great comfort in this mystery
of ill opinions, here's the twin-brother of thy
letter: but let thine inherit first; for, I
protest, mine never shall. I warrant he hath a
thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for
different names—sure, more,—and these are of the
second edition: he will print them, out of doubt;
for he cares not what he puts into the press, when
he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess,
and lie under Mount Pelion. Well, I will find you
twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man.
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10 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
(stage directions) |
669 |
[Enter FORD with PISTOL, and PAGE with NYM]
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11 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Pistol |
674 |
He wooes both high and low, both rich and poor,
Both young and old, one with another, Ford;
He loves the gallimaufry: Ford, perpend.
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12 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
(stage directions) |
708 |
[MISTRESS PAGE and MISTRESS FORD come forward]
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13 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Page |
714 |
Have with you. You'll come to dinner, George.
[Aside to MISTRESS FORD]
Look who comes yonder: she shall be our messenger
to this paltry knight.
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14 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
(stage directions) |
725 |
[Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and MISTRESS QUICKLY]
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15 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Page |
726 |
How now, Master Ford!
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16 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2] |
Hostess Quickly |
839 |
There is one Mistress Ford, sir:—I pray, come a
little nearer this ways:—I myself dwell with master
Doctor Caius,—
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17 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2] |
Falstaff |
842 |
Well, on: Mistress Ford, you say,—
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18 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2] |
Falstaff |
848 |
Well, Mistress Ford; what of her?
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19 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2] |
Falstaff |
852 |
Mistress Ford; come, Mistress Ford,—
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2] |
Hostess Quickly |
879 |
Ay, forsooth; and then you may come and see the
picture, she says, that you wot of: Master Ford,
her husband, will be from home. Alas! the sweet
woman leads an ill life with him: he's a very
jealousy man: she leads a very frampold life with
him, good heart.
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