The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 4T. Bensley, 1803 |
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Page 44
... , how I shake ; look you , I warrant you . Doll . So you do , hostess . Host . Do I ? yea , in very truth , do I , an ' twere an aspen leaf : I cannot abide swaggerers . Enter Pistol , Bardolph , and Page . Pist . 44 SECOND PART OF.
... , how I shake ; look you , I warrant you . Doll . So you do , hostess . Host . Do I ? yea , in very truth , do I , an ' twere an aspen leaf : I cannot abide swaggerers . Enter Pistol , Bardolph , and Page . Pist . 44 SECOND PART OF.
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William Shakespeare. Enter Pistol , Bardolph , and Page . Pist . ' Save you , sir John ! Fal . Welcome , ancient Pistol . Here , Pistol , I charge you with a cup of sack : do you discharge upon mine hostess . Pist . I will discharge upon ...
William Shakespeare. Enter Pistol , Bardolph , and Page . Pist . ' Save you , sir John ! Fal . Welcome , ancient Pistol . Here , Pistol , I charge you with a cup of sack : do you discharge upon mine hostess . Pist . I will discharge upon ...
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... Pist . Not I : I tell thee what , corporal Bar- dolph - I could tear her : -I'll be reveng'd on her . Page . Pray thee , go down . Pist . I'll see her damn'd first ; -to Pluto's damned lake , to the infernal deep , with Erebus and tor ...
... Pist . Not I : I tell thee what , corporal Bar- dolph - I could tear her : -I'll be reveng'd on her . Page . Pray thee , go down . Pist . I'll see her damn'd first ; -to Pluto's damned lake , to the infernal deep , with Erebus and tor ...
Page 47
... Pist . Sweet knight , I kiss thy neif : What ! we have seen the seven stars . Doll . Thrust him down stairs : I cannot endure such a fustian rascal . Pist . Thrust him down stairs ! know we not Galloway nags ? Fal . Quoit him down ...
... Pist . Sweet knight , I kiss thy neif : What ! we have seen the seven stars . Doll . Thrust him down stairs : I cannot endure such a fustian rascal . Pist . Thrust him down stairs ! know we not Galloway nags ? Fal . Quoit him down ...
Page 116
... Pist . God save you , sir John ! Fal . What wind blew you hither , Pistol ? Pist . Not the ill wind which blows no man to - good . Sweet knight , thou art now one of the greatest men in the realm . Sil . By'r lady , I think a be ; 116 ...
... Pist . God save you , sir John ! Fal . What wind blew you hither , Pistol ? Pist . Not the ill wind which blows no man to - good . Sweet knight , thou art now one of the greatest men in the realm . Sil . By'r lady , I think a be ; 116 ...
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