Henry IV Part 2

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 2 Scene 1

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MISTRESS QUICKLY

O my most worshipful lord, an ’t please your Grace, I am a
poor widow of Eastcheap, and he is arrested at my suit.

MISTRESS QUICKLY

Oh, most excellent lord, begging your pardon: I’m a poor Eastcheap widow, and he’s arrested on charges I brought against him.

CHIEF JUSTICE

For what sum?

CHIEF JUSTICE

What sum does he owe you?

MISTRESS QUICKLY

60It is more than for some, my lord; it is for all I have. He hath
eaten me out of house and home. He hath put all my substance
into that fat belly of his. (to FALSTAFF) But I will have some of
it out again, or I will ride thee o' nights like the mare.

MISTRESS QUICKLY

It’s more than some, sir: it’s all, all that I have. He’s eaten me out of house and home. He’s put everything I own into that fat belly of his. (to FALSTAFF) But I’ll get some of it back again, or I’ll ride you all night like a bad dream.

FALSTAFF

I think I am as like to ride the mare if I have any vantage of
65ground to get up.

FALSTAFF

I think I might just ride you, if I get the chance to mount you.

CHIEF JUSTICE

How comes this, Sir John? Fie, what man of good temper
would endure this tempest of exclamation? Are you not
ashamed to enforce a poor widow to so rough a course to
come by her own?

CHIEF JUSTICE

What is this, Sir John? Damn! How could any decent man put up with this storm of screaming and cursing? Aren’t you ashamed to force a poor widow to take these extreme measures simply to get what’s hers?

FALSTAFF

70 (to MISTRESS QUICKLY) What is the gross sum that I owe thee?

FALSTAFF

(to MISTRESS QUICKLY) What’s the total I owe you?

MISTRESS QUICKLY

Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself and the money
too. Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting
in my Dolphin chamber at the round table by a sea-coal fire,
upon Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the Prince broke
75thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of Windsor,
thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to
marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny
it? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher’s wife, come in then
and call me Gossip Quickly, coming in to borrow a mess of
80vinegar; telling us she had a good dish of prawns, whereby
thou didst desire to eat some, whereby I told thee they were
ill for a green wound? And didst thou not, when she was
gone downstairs, desire me to be no more so familiarity with

MISTRESS QUICKLY

My goodness! If you were an honest man, you’d give yourself to me, as well as the money. You swore to me—over a gold-plated wine goblet, in the Dolphin Room in my tavern, at the round table, next to the fire, on the Wednesday seven weeks after Easter, when the Prince swung at your head for claiming his father was a fake—you swore, while I was cleaning your wounds, to marry me and make me a proper lady and your wife. Can you deny it? Didn’t Mrs. Baconfat, the butcher’s wife, come into the room then and ask to borrow some vinegar, saying that she had some good prawns—and you wanted to eat some, and I told you that it was a bad idea, to eat shrimp when you had a fresh wound—and

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