Comparison of William Shakespeare Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1 has 91 lines, and 4% of them have strong matches at magnitude 15+ in William Shakespeare. 62% of the lines have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14. 34% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.04 strong matches and 3 weak matches.
Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 2
“Ask me no reason why I love you, for though Love use Reason for his precisian, he admits him not for his counsellor. You are not young, no more am I; go to then, there’s sympathy. You are merry, so am I; ha, ha! Then there’s more sympathy. You love sack, and so do I; would you desire better sympathy? Let it suffice thee, Mistress Page — at the least if the love of a soldier can suffice — that I love thee. I will not say, pity me — ’tis not a soldier-like phrase — but I say, love me. By me,
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 31
Master Page, I am glad to see you. Much good do it your good heart! I wish’d your venison better, it was ill kill’d. How doth good Mistress Page? — and I thank you always with my heart, la! With my heart.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.4: 78
... would Master Slender had her; or, in sooth, I would Master Fenton had her. I will do what I can for them all three, for so I have promis’d, and I’ll be as good as my word, but speciously for Master Fenton. Well, I must of another errand to Sir John Falstaff from my two mistresses. What a beast am I to slack it! [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 9
What a Herod of Jewry is this! O wicked, wicked world! One that is well-nigh worn to pieces with age to show himself a young gallant! What an unweigh’d behavior hath this Flemish drunkard pick’d (with the devil’s name!) out of my conversation, that he dares in this manner assay me? Why, he hath not been thrice in my company! What should I say to him? I was then frugal of my mirth. Heaven forgive me! Why, I’ll exhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting down of men. How shall I be reveng’d on him? For reveng’d I will be! As sure as his guts are made of puddings.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 20
... sworn his disposition would have gone to the truth of his words; but they do no more adhere and keep place together than the hundred Psalms 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 reveng’d 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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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 25
So will I; if he come under my hatches, I’ll never to sea again. Let’s be reveng’d on him: let’s appoint him a meeting, give him a show of comfort in his suit, and lead him on with a fine-baited delay, till he hath pawn’d his horses to mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.4: 78
[continues previous] ... in sooth, I would Master Fenton had her. I will do what I can for them all three, for so I have promis’d, and I’ll be as good as my word, but speciously for Master Fenton. Well, I must of another errand to Sir John Falstaff from my two mistresses. What a beast am I to slack it!
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Merry Wives of Windsor 5.1: 9
Follow me, I’ll tell you strange things of this knave Ford, on whom tonight I will be reveng’d, and I will deliver his wife into your hand.
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Taming of the Shrew 5.1: 77
Fear not, Baptista, we will content you, go to; but I will in to be reveng’d for this villainy.
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Antony and Cleopatra 1.2: 21
Good now, some excellent fortune! Let me be married to three kings in a forenoon, and widow them all. Let me have a child at fifty, to whom Herod of Jewry may do homage. Find me to marry me with Octavius Caesar, and companion me with my mistress.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 56
Nay, I’ll ne’er believe a madman till I see his brains. I will fetch you light and paper and ink.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 14
Well — I do then; yet I say I could show you to the contrary. O Mistress Page, give me some counsel!
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.3: 40
O well-a-day, Mistress Ford, having an honest man to your husband, to give him such cause of suspicion!
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 16
O woman — if it were not for one trifling respect, I could come to such honor!
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.3: 38
[continues previous] O Mistress Ford, what have you done? You’re sham’d, y’ are overthrown, y’ are undone forever!
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 20
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; prais’d women’s modesty; and gave such orderly and well-behav’d 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 hundred Psalms 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 reveng’d 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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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 9
... of my conversation, that he dares in this manner assay me? Why, he hath not been thrice in my company! What should I say to him? I was then frugal of my mirth. Heaven forgive me! Why, I’ll exhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting down of men. How shall I be reveng’d on him? For reveng’d I will be! As sure as his guts are made of puddings.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 25
So will I; if he come under my hatches, I’ll never to sea again. Let’s be reveng’d on him: let’s appoint him a meeting, give him a show of comfort in his suit, and lead him on with a fine-baited delay, till he hath pawn’d his horses to mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 5.5: 7
My doe with the black scut? Let the sky rain potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of “Green-sleeves,” hail kissing-comfits, and snow eringoes; let there come a tempest of provocation, I will shelter me here.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 21
... never shall. I warrant he hath a thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for different names (sure, more!); and these are of the second edition. He will print them, out of doubt; for he cares not what he puts into the press, when he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess, and lie under Mount Pelion. Well — I will find you twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 52
I will not believe such a Cataian, though the priest o’ th’ town commended him for a true man.
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Much Ado About Nothing 1.3: 8
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in his grace, and it better fits my blood to be disdain’d of all than to fashion a carriage to rob love from any. In this (though I cannot be said to be a flattering honest man) it must not be denied but ...
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Timon of Athens 4.3: 313
When there is nothing living but thee, thou shalt be welcome. I had rather be a beggar’s dog than Apemantus.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 23
Nay, I know not; it makes me almost ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I’ll entertain myself like one that I am not acquainted withal; for sure unless he know some strain in me that I know not myself, he would never have boarded me in this fury.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 25
So will I; if he come under my hatches, I’ll never to sea again. Let’s be reveng’d on him: let’s appoint him a meeting, give him a show of comfort in his suit, and lead him on with a fine-baited delay, till he hath pawn’d his horses to mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 63
Peace, I pray you. Now let us understand. There is three umpires in this matter, as I understand: that is, Master Page (fidelicet Master Page) and there is myself (fidelicet myself) and the three party is (lastly and finally) mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 9
... that he dares in this manner assay me? Why, he hath not been thrice in my company! What should I say to him? I was then frugal of my mirth. Heaven forgive me! Why, I’ll exhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting down of men. How shall I be reveng’d on him? For reveng’d I will be! As sure as his guts are made of puddings.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 20
... would have gone to the truth of his words; but they do no more adhere and keep place together than the hundred Psalms 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 reveng’d 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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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 75
Look where my ranting host of the Garter comes. There is either liquor in his pate, or money in his purse, when he looks so merrily. How now, mine host?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 50
As I am a Christians-soul, now look you; this is the place appointed. I’ll be judgment by mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 53
Peace, I say! Hear mine host of the Garter. Am I politic? Am I subtle? Am I a Machiavel? Shall I lose my doctor? No, he gives me the potions and the motions. Shall I lose my parson? My priest? My Sir Hugh? No, he gives me the proverbs and the no-verbs. Give me thy hand, terrestial; so. Give ...
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 57
This is well! He has made us his vlouting-stog. I desire you that we may be friends; and let us knog our prains together to be revenge on this same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 26
Nay, I will consent to act any villainy against him, that may not sully the chariness of our honesty. O that my husband saw this letter! It would give eternal food to his jealousy.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 27
Why, look where he comes; and my good man too. He’s as far from jealousy as I am from giving him cause, and that (I hope) is an unmeasurable distance.
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Twelfth Night 3.4: 208
Come hither, knight; come hither, Fabian; we’ll whisper o’er a couplet or two of most sage saws.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.3: 46
Pray heaven it be not so, that you have such a man here; but ’tis most certain your husband’s coming, with half Windsor at his heels, to search for such a one. I come before to tell you. If you know yourself clear, why, I am glad of it; but if you have a friend here, ...
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 47
... is true; I like not the humor of lying. He hath wrong’d me in some humors. I should have borne the humor’d letter to her; but I have a sword, and it shall bite upon my necessity. He loves your wife: there’s the short and the long. My name is Corporal Nym; I speak, and I avouch; ’tis true; my name is Nym, and Falstaff loves your wife. Adieu. I love not the humor of bread and cheese and there’s the humor of it. Adieu.
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Henry V 2.1: 5
I will bestow a breakfast to make you friends, and we’ll be all three sworn brothers to France. Let’t be so, good Corporal Nym.
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Henry V 2.1: 59
Corporal Nym, and thou wilt be friends, be friends; and thou wilt not, why then be enemies with me too. Prithee put up.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 47
And this is true; I like not the humor of lying. He hath wrong’d me in some humors. I should have borne the humor’d letter to her; but I have a sword, and it shall bite upon my necessity. He loves your wife: there’s the short and the long. My name is Corporal Nym; I speak, and I avouch; ’tis true; my name is Nym, and Falstaff loves your wife. Adieu. I love not the humor of bread and cheese and there’s the humor of it. Adieu.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 45
If it be confess’d, it is not redress’d. Is not that so, Master Page? He hath wrong’d me, indeed he hath, at a word he hath. Believe me, Robert Shallow, esquire, saith he is wrong’d.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 48
“The humor of it,” quoth ’a! Here’s a fellow frights English out of his wits. [continues next]
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Henry V 2.1: 5
I will bestow a breakfast to make you friends, and we’ll be all three sworn brothers to France. Let’t be so, good Corporal Nym.
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Henry V 2.1: 6
Faith, I will live so long as I may, that’s the certain of it; and when I cannot live any longer, I will do as I may: that is my rest, that is the rendezvous of it.
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Henry V 2.1: 59
Corporal Nym, and thou wilt be friends, be friends; and thou wilt not, why then be enemies with me too. Prithee put up.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 48
“The humor of it,” quoth ’a! Here’s a fellow frights English out of his wits.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 47
[continues previous] ... and it shall bite upon my necessity. He loves your wife: there’s the short and the long. My name is Corporal Nym; I speak, and I avouch; ’tis true; my name is Nym, and Falstaff loves your wife. Adieu. I love not the humor of bread and cheese and there’s the humor of it. Adieu.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.2: 91
Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I will stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with my cudgel; it shall hang like a meteor o’er the cuckold’s horns. Master Brook, thou shalt know I will predominate over the peasant, and thou shalt lie with his wife. Come to me soon at night. Ford’s a knave, and I will aggravate his style; ... [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.2: 91
[continues previous] Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I will stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with my cudgel; it shall hang like a meteor o’er the cuckold’s horns. Master Brook, thou shalt know I will predominate over the peasant, and thou shalt lie with his wife. Come to me soon at night. Ford’s a knave, and I will aggravate his style; thou, Master ...
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 21
... writ with blank space for different names (sure, more!); and these are of the second edition. He will print them, out of doubt; for he cares not what he puts into the press, when he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess, and lie under Mount Pelion. Well — I will find you twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man. [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 52
I will not believe such a Cataian, though the priest o’ th’ town commended him for a true man.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 21
[continues previous] ... blank space for different names (sure, more!); and these are of the second edition. He will print them, out of doubt; for he cares not what he puts into the press, when he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess, and lie under Mount Pelion. Well — I will find you twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 58
Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now. Will you go, Mistress Page?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 77
I follow, mine host, I follow. Good even and twenty, good Master Page! Master Page, will you go with us? We have sport in hand. [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.2: 51
Such Brooks are welcome to me, that o’erflows such liquor. Ah, ha! Mistress Ford and Mistress Page, have I encompass’d you? Go to, via! [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 77
[continues previous] I follow, mine host, I follow. Good even and twenty, good Master Page! Master Page, will you go with us? We have sport in hand.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.2: 51
[continues previous] Such Brooks are welcome to me, that o’erflows such liquor. Ah, ha! Mistress Ford and Mistress Page, have I encompass’d you? Go to, via!
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 60
Look who comes yonder. She shall be our messenger to this paltry knight.
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Cardenio 1.2: 41
Yonder she comes. I’ll have an ear to you both; I love to have such things at the first hand. He hides within hearing
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Midsummer Night's Dream 5.1: 175
No, in truth, sir, he should not. “Deceiving me” is Thisbe’s cue. She is to enter now, and I am to spy her through the wall. You shall see it will fall pat as I told you. Yonder she comes.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 5.2: 1
Come, come; we’ll couch i’ th’ castle-ditch till we see the light of our fairies. Remember, son Slender, my daughter. [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.4: 32
I had a father, Mistress Anne, my uncle can tell you good jests of him. Pray you, uncle, tell Mistress Anne the jest how my father stole two geese out of a pen, good uncle.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 5.2: 2
[continues previous] Ay, forsooth, I have spoke with her, and we have a nay-word how to know one another. I come to her in white, and cry “mum”; she cries “budget”; and by that we know one another.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.4: 60
[continues previous] In truth, sir, and she is pretty, and honest, and gentle, and one that is your friend; I can tell you that by the way, I praise heaven for it.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.4: 64
Well, thereby hangs a tale. Good faith, it is such another Nan; but (I detest) an honest maid as ever broke bread. We had an hour’s talk of that wart. I shall never laugh but in that maid’s company! But, indeed, she is given too much to allicholy and musing; but for you — well — go to.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.4: 48
[continues previous] You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my house.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 73
Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this voyage toward my wife, I would turn her loose to him; and what he gets more of her than sharp words, let it lie on my head.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 74
I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would be loath to turn them together. A man may be too confident. I would have nothing lie on my head. I cannot be thus satisfied. [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 74
I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would be loath to turn them together. A man may be too confident. I would have nothing lie on my head. I cannot be thus satisfied.
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As You Like It 1.1: 39
... understand that your younger brother, Orlando, hath a disposition to come in disguis’d against me to try a fall. Tomorrow, sir, I wrastle for my credit, and he that escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him well. Your brother is but young and tender, and for your love I would be loath to foil him, as I must for my own honor if he come in; therefore out of my love to you, I came hither to acquaint you withal, that either you might stay him from his intendment, or brook such disgrace well as he shall run into, in that it is ...
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 73
[continues previous] Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this voyage toward my wife, I would turn her loose to him; and what he gets more of her than sharp words, let it lie on my head.
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Midsummer Night's Dream 4.1: 9
Mounsieur Cobweb, good mounsieur, get you your weapons in your hand, and kill me a red-hipp’d humble-bee on the top of a thistle; and, good mounsieur, bring me the honey-bag. Do not fret yourself too much in the action, mounsieur; and, good mounsieur, have a care the honey-bag break not, I would be loath to have you overflowen with a honey-bag, signior. Where’s mounsieur Mustardseed?
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Taming of the Shrew 1 Prologue 2: 110
Ay, it stands so that I may hardly tarry so long. But I would be loath to fall into my dreams again. I will therefore tarry in despite of the flesh and the blood.
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Twelfth Night 1.5: 78
Most radiant, exquisite, and unmatchable beauty — I pray you tell me if this be the lady of the house, for I never saw her. I would be loath to cast away my speech; for besides that it is excellently well penn’d, I have taken great pains to con it. Good beauties, let me sustain no scorn; I am very comptible, even to the least sinister usage.
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Henry IV Part 1 5.1: 125
’Tis not due yet, I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, ’tis no matter, honor pricks me on. Yea, but how if honor prick me off when I come on? How then? Can honor set to a leg? No. Or an arm? ...
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 75
Look where my ranting host of the Garter comes. There is either liquor in his pate, or money in his purse, when he looks so merrily. How now, mine host?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 63
Peace, I pray you. Now let us understand. There is three umpires in this matter, as I understand: that is, Master Page (fidelicet Master Page) and there is myself (fidelicet myself) and the three party is (lastly and finally) mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 25
So will I; if he come under my hatches, I’ll never to sea again. Let’s be reveng’d on him: let’s appoint him a meeting, give him a show of comfort in his suit, and lead him on with a fine-baited delay, till he hath pawn’d his horses to mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 50
As I am a Christians-soul, now look you; this is the place appointed. I’ll be judgment by mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 53
Peace, I say! Hear mine host of the Garter. Am I politic? Am I subtle? Am I a Machiavel? Shall I lose my doctor? No, he gives me the potions and the motions. Shall I lose my parson? My priest? My Sir Hugh? No, he gives me the proverbs and the no-verbs. Give me thy hand, terrestial; so. Give ...
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 57
This is well! He has made us his vlouting-stog. I desire you that we may be friends; and let us knog our prains together to be revenge on this same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 58
By gar, with all my heart. He promise to bring me where is Anne Page; by gar, he deceive me too.
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Much Ado About Nothing 2.1: 7
With a good leg and a good foot, uncle, and money enough in his purse, such a man would win any woman in the world, if ’a could get her good will.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 79
Sir, there is a fray to be fought between Sir Hugh the Welsh priest and Caius the French doctor.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 4.5: 7
[continues previous] Here’s a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the coming down of thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully, let her descend; my chambers are honorable. Fie, privacy? Fie!
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 77
I follow, mine host, I follow. Good even and twenty, good Master Page! Master Page, will you go with us? We have sport in hand.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 30
I am glad to see your worships well. I thank you for my venison, Master Shallow.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 31
Master Page, I am glad to see you. Much good do it your good heart! I wish’d your venison better, it was ill kill’d. How doth good Mistress Page? — and I thank you always with my heart, la! With my heart.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 63
Peace, I pray you. Now let us understand. There is three umpires in this matter, as I understand: that is, Master Page (fidelicet Master Page) and there is myself (fidelicet myself) and the three party is (lastly and finally) mine host of the Garter.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 58
Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now. Will you go, Mistress Page?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 82
Will you go with us to behold it? My merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons, and, I think, hath appointed them contrary places; for, believe me, I hear the parson is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.2: 38
That were a jest indeed! They have not so little grace, I hope. That were a trick indeed! But Mistress Page would desire you to send her your little page, of all loves. Her husband has a marvellous infection to the little page; and truly Master Page is an honest man. Never a wife in Windsor leads a better life than she does: do what she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, go to bed when she list, rise when she list, all is as she will; and truly she deserves it, for if ...
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.3: 20
He is the wiser man, Master Doctor: he is a curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies. If you should fight, you go against the hair of your professions. Is it not true, Master Page?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.3: 21
Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great fighter, though now a man of peace.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.3: 24
It will be found so, Master Page. Master Doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am sworn of the peace. You have show’d yourself a wise physician, and Sir Hugh hath shown himself a wise and patient churchman. You must go with me, Master Doctor.
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Henry IV Part 2 5.3: 15
Sweet sir, sit, I’ll be with you anon, most sweet sir, sit. Master page, good master page, sit. Proface! What you want in meat, we’ll have in drink, but you must bear, the heart’s all.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 79
Sir, there is a fray to be fought between Sir Hugh the Welsh priest and Caius the French doctor.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 76
[continues previous] How now, bully-rook? Thou’rt a gentleman. Cavaleiro Justice, I say!
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 34
I think you know him: Master Doctor Caius, the renown’d French physician.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.1: 35
Got’s will, and his passion of my heart! I had as lief you would tell me of a mess of porridge.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 5.3: 5
Where is Nan now, and her troop of fairies, and the Welsh devil Hugh?
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Henry V 5.2: 123
... me thou shalt, I get thee with scambling, and thou must therefore needs prove a good soldier-breeder. Shall not thou and I, between Saint Denis and Saint George, compound a boy, half French, half English, that shall go to Constantinople and take the Turk by the beard? Shall we not? What say’st thou, my fair flower-de-luce?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 82
Will you go with us to behold it? My merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons, and, I think, hath appointed them contrary places; for, believe me, I hear the parson is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 77
I follow, mine host, I follow. Good even and twenty, good Master Page! Master Page, will you go with us? We have sport in hand.
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Henry V 3.6: 39
I tell you what, Captain Gower: I do perceive he is not the man that he would gladly make show to the world he is. If I find a hole in his coat, I will tell him my mind.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 84
None, I protest; but I’ll give you a pottle of burnt sack to give me recourse to him and tell him my name is Brook — only for a jest.
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Henry IV Part 1 2.4: 148
Well, and the fire of grace be not quite out of thee, now shalt thou be mov’d. Give me a cup of sack to make my eyes look red, that it may be thought I have wept, for I must speak in passion, and I will do it in King Cambyses’ vein.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 85
My hand, bully; thou shalt have egress and regress — said I well? — and thy name shall be Brook. It is a merry knight. Will you go, An-heires?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.2: 31
I think I shall drink in pipe-wine first with him; I’ll make him dance. — Will you go, gentles? [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.2: 31
[continues previous] I think I shall drink in pipe-wine first with him; I’ll make him dance. — Will you go, gentles?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 88
Tut, sir; I could have told you more. In these times you stand on distance: your passes, stoccadoes, and I know not what. ’Tis the heart, Master Page, ’tis here, ’tis here. I have seen the time, with my long sword I would have made you four tall fellows skip like rats.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.3: 22
Bodykins, Master Page, though I now be old and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches to make one. Though we are justices and doctors and churchmen, Master Page, we have some salt of our youth in us, we are the sons of women, Master Page.
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As You Like It 2.4: 5
For my part, I had rather bear with you than bear you. Yet I should bear no cross if I did bear you, for I think you have no money in your purse.
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Much Ado About Nothing 1.1: 50
A dear happiness to women, they would else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God and my cold blood, I am of your humor for that: I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 91
Though Page be a secure fool, and stands so firmly on his wife’s frailty, yet I cannot put off my opinion so easily. She was in his company at Page’s house; and what they made there, I know not. Well, I will look further into’t, and I have a disguise to sound Falstaff. If I find her honest, I lose not my labor; if she be otherwise, ’tis labor well bestow’d.
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Measure for Measure 2.1: 45
If it please your honor, I know not well what they are; but precise villains they are, that I am sure of, and void of all profanation in the world that good Christians ought to have.
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King Lear 1.4: 40
Thou but rememb’rest me of mine own conception. I have perceiv’d a most faint neglect of late, which I have rather blam’d as mine own jealous curiosity than as a very pretense and purpose of unkindness. I will look further into’t. But where’s my Fool? I have not seen him this two days.