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1

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1]

Robert Shallow

96

If it be confessed, it is not redress'd: is not that
so, Master Page? He hath wronged me; indeed he
hath, at a word, he hath, believe me: Robert
Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wronged.

2

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1]

Pistol

145

Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! Sir John and Master mine,
I combat challenge of this latten bilbo.
Word of denial in thy labras here!
Word of denial: froth and scum, thou liest!

3

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1]

Robert Shallow

191

Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. A word with
you, coz; marry, this, coz: there is, as 'twere, a
tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by Sir Hugh
here. Do you understand me?

4

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 3]

Host

316

I have spoke; let him follow.
[To BARDOLPH]
Let me see thee froth and lime: I am at a word; follow.

5

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 4]

Simple

483

To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, to
speak a good word to Mistress Anne Page for my
master in the way of marriage.

6

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1]

Ford

759

Good mine host o' the Garter, a word with you.

7

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Falstaff

809

Reason, you rogue, reason: thinkest thou I'll
endanger my soul gratis? At a word, hang no more
about me, I am no gibbet for you. Go. A short knife
and a throng! To your manor of Pickt-hatch! Go.
You'll not bear a letter for me, you rogue! you
stand upon your honour! Why, thou unconfinable
baseness, it is as much as I can do to keep the
terms of my honour precise: I, I, I myself
sometimes, leaving the fear of God on the left hand
and hiding mine honour in my necessity, am fain to
shuffle, to hedge and to lurch; and yet you, rogue,
will ensconce your rags, your cat-a-mountain
looks, your red-lattice phrases, and your
bold-beating oaths, under the shelter of your
honour! You will not do it, you!

8

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Hostess Quickly

836

Shall I vouchsafe your worship a word or two?

9

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 3]

Host

1151

Pardon, guest-justice. A word, Mounseur Mockwater.

10

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 1]

Robert Shallow

1235

What, the sword and the word! do you study them
both, master parson?

11

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 1]

Doctor Caius

1267

I pray you, let-a me speak a word with your ear.
Vherefore vill you not meet-a me?

12

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1662

Hark ye; Master Slender would speak a word with you.

13

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1668

And how does good Master Fenton? Pray you, a word with you.

14

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1733

Now heaven send thee good fortune!
[Exit FENTON]
A kind heart he hath: a woman would run through
fire and water for such a kind heart. But yet I
would my master had Mistress Anne; or I would
Master Slender had her; or, in sooth, I would Master
Fenton had her; I will do what I can for them all
three; for so I have promised, and I'll be as good
as my word; but speciously for Master Fenton. Well,
I must of another errand to Sir John Falstaff from
my two mistresses: what a beast am I to slack it!

15

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 5]

Hostess Quickly

1785

Well, she laments, sir, for it, that it would yearn
your heart to see it. Her husband goes this morning
a-birding; she desires you once more to come to her
between eight and nine: I must carry her word
quickly: she'll make you amends, I warrant you.

16

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 5]

Falstaff

1799

I marvel I hear not of Master Brook; he sent me word
to stay within: I like his money well. O, here he comes.

17

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Mistress Ford

2020

He will seek there, on my word. Neither press,
coffer, chest, trunk, well, vault, but he hath an
abstract for the remembrance of such places, and
goes to them by his note: there is no hiding you in the house.

18

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Mistress Page

2035

On my word, it will serve him; she's as big as he
is: and there's her thrummed hat and her muffler
too. Run up, Sir John.

19

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 4]

Page

2213

How? to send him word they'll meet him in the park
at midnight? Fie, fie! he'll never come.

20

Merry Wives of Windsor
[V, 5]

Ford

2811

Let it be so. Sir John,
To Master Brook you yet shall hold your word
For he tonight shall lie with Mistress Ford.