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Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH
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Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH
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FALSTAFF Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry. Fill me a bottle of sack. Our soldiers shall march through. We’ll to Sutton Coldfield tonight.
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FALSTAFF Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry. Fill me a bottle of sack. Our soldiers shall march through. We’ll to Sutton Coldfield tonight.
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BARDOLPH Will you give me money, captain?
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BARDOLPH Will you give me money, captain?
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FALSTAFF 5 Lay out, lay out.
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FALSTAFF Lay out, lay out.
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BARDOLPH This bottle makes an angel.
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BARDOLPH This bottle makes an angel.
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FALSTAFF An if it do, take it for thy labor. An if it make twenty, take them all. I’ll answer the coinage. Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me at town’s end.
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FALSTAFF An if it do, take it for thy labor. An if it make twenty, take them all. I’ll answer the coinage. Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me at town’s end.
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BARDOLPH 10 I will, captain. Farewell.
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BARDOLPH I will, captain. Farewell.
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Exit BARDOLPH
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Exit BARDOLPH
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FALSTAFF If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a soused gurnet. I have misused the King’s press damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I press me none but good householders, yeomen’s sons; inquire me out contracted bachelors, such as had been asked twice on the banns; such a commodity of warm slaves—as had as lief hear the devil as a drum, such as fear the report of a caliver worse than a struck fowl or a hurt wild duck. I pressed me none but such toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no bigger than pins' heads, and
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FALSTAFF If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a soused gurnet. I have misused the King’s press damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I press me none but good householders, yeomen’s sons; inquire me out contracted bachelors, such as had been asked twice on the banns; such a commodity of warm slaves—as had as lief hear the devil as a drum, such as fear the report of a caliver worse than a struck fowl or a hurt wild duck. I pressed me none but such toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no bigger than pins' heads, and
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they have bought out their services, and now my whole charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of companies—slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth, where the glutton’s dogs licked his sores; and such as indeed were never soldiers, but discarded, unjust servingmen, younger sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and ostlers tradefallen, the cankers of a calm world and a long peace, ten times more dishonorable-ragged than an old feazed ancient; and such have I to fill up the rooms of them that have bought out their services, that you would think that I had a hundred and fifty tattered prodigals lately come from swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks. A mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. I’ll not march through Coventry with them, that’s flat. Nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs as if they had gyves on, for indeed I had the most of them out of prison. There’s not a shirt and a half in all my company, and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald’s coat without sleeves; and the shirt, to say the truth, stolen from my host at Saint Albans or the red-nose innkeeper of Daventry. But that’s all one; they’ll find linen enough on every hedge.
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they have bought out their services, and now my whole charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of companies—slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth, where the glutton’s dogs licked his sores; and such as indeed were never soldiers, but discarded, unjust servingmen, younger sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and ostlers tradefallen, the cankers of a calm world and a long peace, ten times more dishonorable-ragged than an old feazed ancient; and such have I to fill up the rooms of them that have bought out their services, that you would think that I had a hundred and fifty tattered prodigals lately come from swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks. A mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. I’ll not march through Coventry with them, that’s flat. Nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs as if they had gyves on, for indeed I had the most of them out of prison. There’s not a shirt and a half in all my company, and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald’s coat without sleeves; and the shirt, to say the truth, stolen from my host at Saint Albans or the red-nose innkeeper of Daventry. But that’s all one; they’ll find linen enough on every hedge.
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Enter PRINCE HENRY and Lord WESTMORELAND
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Enter PRINCE HENRY and Lord WESTMORELAND
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PRINCE HENRY How now, blown Jack? How now, quilt?
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PRINCE HENRY How now, blown Jack? How now, quilt?
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FALSTAFF |
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WESTMORELAND Faith, Sir John,’tis more than time that I were there and you too, but my powers are there already. The King, I can tell you, looks for us all. We must away all night.
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WESTMORELAND Faith, Sir John,’tis more than time that I were there and you too, but my powers are there already. The King, I can tell you, looks for us all. We must away all night.
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FALSTAFF Tut, never fear me. I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.
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FALSTAFF Tut, never fear me. I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.
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PRINCE HENRY I think to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose fellows are these that come after?
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PRINCE HENRY I think to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose fellows are these that come after?
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FALSTAFF Mine, Hal, mine.
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FALSTAFF Mine, Hal, mine.
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PRINCE HENRY I did never see such pitiful rascals.
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PRINCE HENRY I did never see such pitiful rascals.
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FALSTAFF Tut, tut, good enough to toss; food for powder, food for powder. They’ll fill a pit as well as better. Tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
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FALSTAFF Tut, tut, good enough to toss; food for powder, food for powder. They’ll fill a pit as well as better. Tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
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WESTMORELAND Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor and bare, too beggarly.
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WESTMORELAND Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor and bare, too beggarly.
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FALSTAFF Faith, for their poverty, I know not where they had that, and for their bareness, I am sure they never learned that of me.
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FALSTAFF Faith, for their poverty, I know not where they had that, and for their bareness, I am sure they never learned that of me.
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PRINCE HENRY |
PRINCE HENRY |
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Exit PRINCE .
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Exit PRINCE .
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FALSTAFF What, is the King encamped?
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FALSTAFF What, is the King encamped?
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WESTMORELAND He is, Sir John. I fear we shall stay too long.
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WESTMORELAND He is, Sir John. I fear we shall stay too long.
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FALSTAFF Well,
To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast
70 Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
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FALSTAFF Well,
To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast
Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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Modern Text |
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Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH
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Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH
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FALSTAFF Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry. Fill me a bottle of sack. Our soldiers shall march through. We’ll to Sutton Coldfield tonight.
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FALSTAFF Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry. Fill me a bottle of sack. Our soldiers shall march through. We’ll to Sutton Coldfield tonight.
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BARDOLPH Will you give me money, captain?
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BARDOLPH Will you give me money, captain?
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FALSTAFF 5 Lay out, lay out.
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FALSTAFF Lay out, lay out.
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BARDOLPH This bottle makes an angel.
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BARDOLPH This bottle makes an angel.
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FALSTAFF An if it do, take it for thy labor. An if it make twenty, take them all. I’ll answer the coinage. Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me at town’s end.
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FALSTAFF An if it do, take it for thy labor. An if it make twenty, take them all. I’ll answer the coinage. Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me at town’s end.
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BARDOLPH 10 I will, captain. Farewell.
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BARDOLPH I will, captain. Farewell.
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Exit BARDOLPH
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Exit BARDOLPH
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FALSTAFF If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a soused gurnet. I have misused the King’s press damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I press me none but good householders, yeomen’s sons; inquire me out contracted bachelors, such as had been asked twice on the banns; such a commodity of warm slaves—as had as lief hear the devil as a drum, such as fear the report of a caliver worse than a struck fowl or a hurt wild duck. I pressed me none but such toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no bigger than pins' heads, and
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FALSTAFF If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a soused gurnet. I have misused the King’s press damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I press me none but good householders, yeomen’s sons; inquire me out contracted bachelors, such as had been asked twice on the banns; such a commodity of warm slaves—as had as lief hear the devil as a drum, such as fear the report of a caliver worse than a struck fowl or a hurt wild duck. I pressed me none but such toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no bigger than pins' heads, and
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they have bought out their services, and now my whole charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of companies—slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth, where the glutton’s dogs licked his sores; and such as indeed were never soldiers, but discarded, unjust servingmen, younger sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and ostlers tradefallen, the cankers of a calm world and a long peace, ten times more dishonorable-ragged than an old feazed ancient; and such have I to fill up the rooms of them that have bought out their services, that you would think that I had a hundred and fifty tattered prodigals lately come from swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks. A mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. I’ll not march through Coventry with them, that’s flat. Nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs as if they had gyves on, for indeed I had the most of them out of prison. There’s not a shirt and a half in all my company, and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald’s coat without sleeves; and the shirt, to say the truth, stolen from my host at Saint Albans or the red-nose innkeeper of Daventry. But that’s all one; they’ll find linen enough on every hedge.
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they have bought out their services, and now my whole charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of companies—slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth, where the glutton’s dogs licked his sores; and such as indeed were never soldiers, but discarded, unjust servingmen, younger sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and ostlers tradefallen, the cankers of a calm world and a long peace, ten times more dishonorable-ragged than an old feazed ancient; and such have I to fill up the rooms of them that have bought out their services, that you would think that I had a hundred and fifty tattered prodigals lately come from swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks. A mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. I’ll not march through Coventry with them, that’s flat. Nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs as if they had gyves on, for indeed I had the most of them out of prison. There’s not a shirt and a half in all my company, and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald’s coat without sleeves; and the shirt, to say the truth, stolen from my host at Saint Albans or the red-nose innkeeper of Daventry. But that’s all one; they’ll find linen enough on every hedge.
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Enter PRINCE HENRY and Lord WESTMORELAND
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Enter PRINCE HENRY and Lord WESTMORELAND
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PRINCE HENRY How now, blown Jack? How now, quilt?
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PRINCE HENRY How now, blown Jack? How now, quilt?
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FALSTAFF |
FALSTAFF |
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WESTMORELAND Faith, Sir John,’tis more than time that I were there and you too, but my powers are there already. The King, I can tell you, looks for us all. We must away all night.
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WESTMORELAND Faith, Sir John,’tis more than time that I were there and you too, but my powers are there already. The King, I can tell you, looks for us all. We must away all night.
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FALSTAFF Tut, never fear me. I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.
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FALSTAFF Tut, never fear me. I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.
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PRINCE HENRY I think to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose fellows are these that come after?
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PRINCE HENRY I think to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose fellows are these that come after?
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FALSTAFF Mine, Hal, mine.
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FALSTAFF Mine, Hal, mine.
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PRINCE HENRY I did never see such pitiful rascals.
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PRINCE HENRY I did never see such pitiful rascals.
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FALSTAFF Tut, tut, good enough to toss; food for powder, food for powder. They’ll fill a pit as well as better. Tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
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FALSTAFF Tut, tut, good enough to toss; food for powder, food for powder. They’ll fill a pit as well as better. Tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
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WESTMORELAND Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor and bare, too beggarly.
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WESTMORELAND Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor and bare, too beggarly.
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FALSTAFF Faith, for their poverty, I know not where they had that, and for their bareness, I am sure they never learned that of me.
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FALSTAFF Faith, for their poverty, I know not where they had that, and for their bareness, I am sure they never learned that of me.
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PRINCE HENRY |
PRINCE HENRY |
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Exit PRINCE .
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Exit PRINCE .
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FALSTAFF What, is the King encamped?
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FALSTAFF What, is the King encamped?
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WESTMORELAND He is, Sir John. I fear we shall stay too long.
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WESTMORELAND He is, Sir John. I fear we shall stay too long.
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FALSTAFF Well,
To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast
70 Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
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FALSTAFF Well,
To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast
Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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