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Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Slender |
13 |
All his successors gone before him hath done't; and
all his ancestors that come after him may: they may
give the dozen white luces in their coat.
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2 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 2] |
Sir Hugh Evans |
297 |
Nay, it is petter yet. Give her this letter; for it
is a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance with
Mistress Anne Page: and the letter is, to desire
and require her to solicit your master's desires to
Mistress Anne Page. I pray you, be gone: I will
make an end of my dinner; there's pippins and cheese to come.
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3 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 4] |
Doctor Caius |
509 |
You jack'nape, give-a this letter to Sir Hugh; by
gar, it is a shallenge: I will cut his troat in dee
park; and I will teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest
to meddle or make. You may be gone; it is not good
you tarry here. By gar, I will cut all his two
stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to throw
at his dog:
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Ford |
617 |
We burn daylight: here, read, read; perceive how I
might be knighted. I shall think the worse of fat
men, as long as I have an eye to make difference of
men's liking: and yet he would not swear; praised
women's modesty; and gave such orderly and
well-behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, that I
would have sworn his disposition would have gone to
the truth of his words; but they do no more adhere
and keep place together than the Hundredth Psalm to
the tune of 'Green Sleeves.' What tempest, I trow,
threw this whale, with so many tuns of oil in his
belly, ashore at Windsor? How shall I be revenged
on him? I think the best way were to entertain him
with hope, till the wicked fire of lust have melted
him in his own grease. Did you ever hear the like?
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5 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3] |
Mistress Ford |
1419 |
I ha' told them over and over; they lack no
direction. Be gone, and come when you are called.
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6 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 5] |
Falstaff |
1796 |
Well, be gone: I will not miss her.
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7 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 5] |
Falstaff |
1863 |
Master Brook, I will be thrown into Etna, as I have
been into Thames, ere I will leave her thus. Her
husband is this morning gone a-birding: I have
received from her another embassy of meeting; 'twixt
eight and nine is the hour, Master Brook.
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8 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 5] |
Simple |
2304 |
There's an old woman, a fat woman, gone up into his
chamber: I'll be so bold as stay, sir, till she come
down; I come to speak with her, indeed.
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9 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 5] |
Falstaff |
2317 |
There was, mine host, an old fat woman even now with
me; but she's gone.
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10 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 5] |
Host |
2362 |
They are gone but to meet the duke, villain: do not
say they be fled; Germans are honest men.
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