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A child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman.

      — Love's Labour's Lost, Act I Scene 1

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KEYWORD: door

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1

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Vintner

1067

What, standest thou still, and hearest such a
calling? Look to the guests within.
[Exit Francis]
My lord, old Sir John, with half-a-dozen more, are
at the door: shall I let them in?

2

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Henry V

1072

Let them alone awhile, and then open the door.
[Exit Vintner]
Poins!

3

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Henry V

1077

Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are at
the door: shall we be merry?

4

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1272

Marry, my lord, there is a nobleman of the court at
door would speak with you: he says he comes from
your father.

5

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Lord Bardolph

1468

O, my lord, my lord! the sheriff with a most
monstrous watch is at the door.

6

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1476

The sheriff and all the watch are at the door: they
are come to search the house. Shall I let them in?

7

Henry IV, Part I
[III, 3]

Falstaff

2094

How! the prince is a Jack, a sneak-cup: 'sblood, an
he were here, I would cudgel him like a dog, if he
would say so.
[Enter PRINCE HENRY and PETO, marching, and FALSTAFF
meets them playing on his truncheon like a life]

How now, lad! is the wind in that door, i' faith?
must we all march?

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