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What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight?

      — King Henry IV. Part I, Act II Scene 4

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1

Henry IV, Part II
[I, 2]

Falstaff

281

Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The
this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent
that intends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented
me. I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is
other men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath
overwhelm'd all her litter but one. If the Prince put thee
my service for any other reason than to set me off, why then
have no judgment. Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to
worn in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never mann'd
an agate till now; but I will inset you neither in gold nor
silver, but in vile apparel, and send you back again to your
master, for a jewel—the juvenal, the Prince your master,
chin is not yet fledge. I will sooner have a beard grow in
palm of my hand than he shall get one off his cheek; and yet
will not stick to say his face is a face-royal. God may
when he will, 'tis not a hair amiss yet. He may keep it still
a face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence out of
and yet he'll be crowing as if he had writ man ever since his
father was a bachelor. He may keep his own grace, but he's
out of mine, I can assure him. What said Master Dommelton
the satin for my short cloak and my slops?

2

Henry IV, Part II
[I, 2]

Page

363

You must speak louder; my master is deaf.

3

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Hostess Quickly

720

Master Fang, have you ent'red the action?

4

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Hostess Quickly

726

O Lord, ay! good Master Snare.

5

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Hostess Quickly

729

Yea, good Master Snare; I have ent'red him and all.

6

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Hostess Quickly

740

I am undone by his going; I warrant you, he's an
infinitive thing upon my score. Good Master Fang, hold him
Good Master Snare, let him not scape. 'A comes continuantly
Pie-corner—saving your manhoods—to buy a saddle; and he is
indited to dinner to the Lubber's Head in Lumbert Street, to
Master Smooth's the silkman. I pray you, since my exion is
ent'red, and my case so openly known to the world, let him be
brought in to his answer. A hundred mark is a long one for a
lone woman to bear; and I have borne, and borne, and borne;
have been fubb'd off, and fubb'd off, and fubb'd off, from
day to that day, that it is a shame to be thought on. There
honesty in such dealing; unless a woman should be made an ass
a beast, to bear every knave's wrong.
[Enter SIR JOHN FALSTAFF, PAGE, and BARDOLPH]
Yonder he comes; and that arrant malmsey-nose knave,
with him. Do your offices, do your offices, Master Fang and
Master Snare; do me, do me, do me your offices.

7

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Lord Chief Justice

876

Now, Master Gower, what news?

8

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Lord Chief Justice

921

You shall have letters of me presently.
Come, go along with me, good Master Gower.

9

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Falstaff

925

Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?

10

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Falstaff

932

Will you sup with me, Master Gower?

11

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Lord Chief Justice

933

What foolish master taught you these manners,
John?

12

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 1]

Falstaff

936

Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool
taught them me. This is the right fencing grace, my lord; tap
tap, and so part fair.

13

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 2]

Henry V

1060

And how doth thy master, Bardolph?

14

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 2]

Edward Poins

1064

Deliver'd with good respect. And how doth the martlemas,
your master?

15

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 2]

Henry V

1112

Well, thus we play the fools with the time, and the
of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us. Is your master
London?

16

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 2]

Henry V

1132

Sirrah, you boy, and Bardolph, no word to your master
I am yet come to town. There's for your silence.

17

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4]

Francis

1246

Sirrah, here will be the Prince and Master Poins anon;
they will put on two of our jerkins and aprons; and Sir John
not know of it. Bardolph hath brought word.

18

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1333

Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell me; and your ancient
swagg'rer comes not in my doors. I was before Master Tisick,
debuty, t' other day; and, as he said to me—'twas no longer
than Wednesday last, i' good faith!—'Neighbour Quickly,'
he—Master Dumbe, our minister, was by then—'Neighbour
says he 'receive those that are civil, for' said he 'you are
an ill name.' Now 'a said so, I can tell whereupon. 'For'
'you are an honest woman and well thought on, therefore take
what guests you receive. Receive' says he 'no swaggering
companions.' There comes none here. You would bless you to
what he said. No, I'll no swagg'rers.

19

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4]

Doll Tearsheet

1382

Charge me! I scorn you, scurvy companion. What! you poor,
base, rascally, cheating, lack-linen mate! Away, you mouldy
rogue, away! I am meat for your master.

20

Henry IV, Part II
[II, 4]

Bardolph

1701

[Within] Bid Mistress Tearsheet come to my master.

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