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Speeches (Lines) for Host
in "Merry Wives of Windsor"

Total: 46

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

I,3,307

What says my bully-rook? speak scholarly and wisely.

2

I,3,310

Discard, bully Hercules; cashier: let them wag; trot, trot.

3

I,3,312

Thou'rt an emperor, Caesar, Keisar, and Pheezar. I
will entertain Bardolph; he shall draw, he shall...

4

I,3,316

I have spoke; let him follow.
[To BARDOLPH]...

5

II,1,750

How now, bully-rook! thou'rt a gentleman.
Cavaleiro-justice, I say!

6

II,1,756

Tell him, cavaleiro-justice; tell him, bully-rook.

7

II,1,761

What sayest thou, my bully-rook?

8

II,1,768

Hast thou no suit against my knight, my
guest-cavaleire?

9

II,1,773

My hand, bully; thou shalt have egress and regress;
—said I well?—and thy name shall be Brook. It is...

10

II,1,784

Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag?

11

II,3,1117

Bless thee, bully doctor!

12

II,3,1122

To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee
traverse; to see thee here, to see thee there; to...

13

II,3,1131

Thou art a Castalion-King-Urinal. Hector of Greece, my boy!

14

II,3,1151

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

15

II,3,1153

Mock-water, in our English tongue, is valour, bully.

16

II,3,1157

He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully.

17

II,3,1159

That is, he will make thee amends.

18

II,3,1162

And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag.

19

II,3,1164

And, moreover, bully,—but first, master guest, and
Master Page, and eke Cavaleiro Slender, go you...

20

II,3,1169

He is there: see what humour he is in; and I will
bring the doctor about by the fields. Will it do well?

21

II,3,1176

Let him die: sheathe thy impatience, throw cold
water on thy choler: go about the fields with me...

22

II,3,1184

For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne
Page. Said I well?

23

II,3,1187

Let us wag, then.

24

III,1,1265

Disarm them, and let them question: let them keep
their limbs whole and hack our English.

25

III,1,1284

Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh,
soul-curer and body-curer!

26

III,1,1287

Peace, I say! hear mine host of the Garter. Am I
politic? am I subtle? am I a Machiavel? Shall I...

27

III,2,1375

What say you to young Master Fenton? he capers, he
dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes verses, he...

28

III,2,1396

Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest knight
Falstaff, and drink canary with him.

29

IV,3,2185

What duke should that be comes so secretly? I hear
not of him in the court. Let me speak with the...

30

IV,3,2189

They shall have my horses; but I'll make them pay;
I'll sauce them: they have had my house a week at...

31

IV,5,2295

What wouldst thou have, boor? what: thick-skin?
speak, breathe, discuss; brief, short, quick, snap.

32

IV,5,2299

There's his chamber, his house, his castle, his
standing-bed and truckle-bed; 'tis painted about...

33

IV,5,2307

Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be robbed: I'll
call. Bully knight! bully Sir John! speak from...

34

IV,5,2312

Here's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the coming down of
thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully, let her...

35

IV,5,2335

Ay, come; quick.

36

IV,5,2337

Conceal them, or thou diest.

37

IV,5,2349

Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, Sir John. Was
there a wise woman with thee?

38

IV,5,2357

Where be my horses? speak well of them, varletto.

39

IV,5,2362

They are gone but to meet the duke, villain: do not
say they be fled; Germans are honest men.

40

IV,5,2366

What is the matter, sir?

41

IV,5,2377

Here, master doctor, in perplexity and doubtful dilemma.

42

IV,5,2383

Hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am
undone! Fly, run, hue and cry, villain! I am undone!

43

IV,6,2423

Master Fenton, talk not to me; my mind is heavy: I
will give over all.

44

IV,6,2428

I will hear you, Master Fenton; and I will at the
least keep your counsel.

45

IV,6,2467

Which means she to deceive, father or mother?

46

IV,6,2473

Well, husband your device; I'll to the vicar:
Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a priest.

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