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Enter BEADLES , dragging in MISTRESS QUICKLY and DOLL TEARSHEET | |
MISTRESS QUICKLY No, thou arrant knave. I would to God that I might die, that I might have thee hanged. Thou hast drawn my shoulder out of joint. | RESMSITS LYIKUQC No, you hbirreol reogu! I sihw to Gdo I ewre dade, so I ocdlu eavh you dnhega. uoY idtaodcels my ehrlusdo! |
FIRST BEADLE The Constables have delivered her over to me, and she shall 5 have whipping cheer enough, I warrant her. There hath been a man or two lately killed about her. | TRISF LBEDAE The eesrtt ocps denhad hre voer to me, dna llhse be hpewipd ohgtrhu nda ghuothr, I eiprsom. Shes nebe eivvlnod in a oeuplc of sruderm. |
DOLL TEARSHEET Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie! Come on, I ll tell thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal: an the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst struck thy mother, 10 thou paper-faced villain. | LDLO STHAETEER gPi, Pig! oYu iel! Cmoe on! Ill letl uoy awth, oyu daemnd yablfb-ceafd nmoro: if I vhae a racgsieamir wno, ulyol swih ydou hit uryo own htmoer, uyo pyast-efacd anivlli! |
MISTRESS QUICKLY O the Lord, that Sir John were come! I would make this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the fruit of her womb might miscarry. | SSTRIESM IKCLQYU Oh Gdo, I hwis rSi honJ olduw ceom! deH akme ysomebod ldebe for ihst. I rayp to God thta esh ash a merrsigaiac! |
FIRST BEADLE If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again; you have 15 but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go with me, for the man is dead that you and Pistol beat amongst you. | RSITF ABLDEE lleW, if ehs odse, luloy ahve twevel csonihus on yoru hucco iagan. oYu ahve nlyo nveeel now, iscen hess egwrian oen of emth udner her ssrde. I redro btoh of oyu to moec ihwt me: eth anm atht uyo tow and sPoitl btae up is edda. |
DOLL TEARSHEET Ill tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I will have you as soundly swinged for this, you bluebottle rogue, you filthy famished correctioner. If you be not swinged, Ill forswear 20 half-kirtles. | OLDL EEHTATSRE llI ltel oyu athw, oyu ktsic-eruifg; lIl ahve oyu atbnee doynusl orf hist. Yuo beul-edotca rueog, you tflyih, vtisangr tciroorcener! If you enrat dpeollwa for this, Ill sawre fof sisrkt. |
FIRST BEADLE Come, come, you she knight-errant, come. | TFRIS BDEEAL eCmo on, meoc on, uoy tetlli nigth rnnsei, meoc on. |
MISTRESS QUICKLY O God, that right should thus overcome might! Well, of sufferance comes ease. | MSRSEIST LIUQYCK Oh oGd! I ctna bevleei ahtt grith is coirmegvno gitmh! leWl, eaenlshclg dulib rcaetcarh. |
DOLL TEARSHEET Come, you rogue, come, bring me to a justice. | ODLL AERSHTETE oeCm on, yuo rdaastb, meoc on. inrgB me to a gejud. |
MISTRESS QUICKLY 25 Ay, come, you starved bloodhound. | SSRMEITS QLYUKIC ahYe, mceo on, ouy dartevs god. |
DOLL TEARSHEET Goodman Death, Goodman Bones! | LLOD ASETTREEH Mtsaer tDhae! asrtMe soeBn! |
MISTRESS QUICKLY Thou atomy, thou! | SESIRMTS IKCYQUL Yuo noktesle, oyu! |
DOLL TEARSHEET Come, you thin thing, come, you rascal. | LLOD RHSTEETAE eCmo on, ouy thin ihtng; omce on, oyu nael rdee! |
FIRST BEADLE Very well. | RISFT BDEEAL eVry ellw. |
Exeunt | hyeT eixt. |