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      — Hamlet, Act II Scene 2

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1

Henry IV, Part II
[III, 2]

(stage directions)

1817

Enter SHALLOW and SILENCE, meeting; MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, BULLCALF, and servants behind

2

Henry IV, Part II
[III, 2]

Robert Shallow

1988

Thomas Wart!

3

Henry IV, Part II
[III, 2]

Falstaff

1991

Is thy name Wart?

4

Henry IV, Part II
[III, 2]

Falstaff

1993

Thou art a very ragged wart.

5

Henry IV, Part II
[III, 2]

Francis Feeble

2015

I would Wart might have gone, sir.

6

Henry IV, Part II
[III, 2]

Falstaff

2121

Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to choose a
Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big
assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit, Master Shallow.
Wart; you see what a ragged appearance it is. 'A shall charge
and discharge you with the motion of a pewterer's hammer,
off and on swifter than he that gibbets on the brewer's
And this same half-fac'd fellow, Shadow—give me this man. He
presents no mark to the enemy; the foeman may with as great
level at the edge of a penknife. And, for a retreat—how
will this Feeble, the woman's tailor, run off! O, give me the
spare men, and spare me the great ones. Put me a caliver into
Wart's hand, Bardolph.

7

Henry IV, Part II
[III, 2]

Bardolph

2140

Hold, Wart. Traverse—thus, thus, thus.

8

Henry IV, Part II
[III, 2]

Falstaff

2141

Come, manage me your caliver. So—very well. Go to;
good; exceeding good. O, give me always a little, lean, old,
chopt, bald shot. Well said, i' faith, Wart; th'art a good
Hold, there's a tester for thee.

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