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No , good Captain Pistol ; not here , sweet Captain . Dol . Captain ! thou abominable damn'd Cheater , art thou not asham'd to be call'd captain ? An captains were of my mind , they would truncheon you out , for taking their names upon ...
No , good Captain Pistol ; not here , sweet Captain . Dol . Captain ! thou abominable damn'd Cheater , art thou not asham'd to be call'd captain ? An captains were of my mind , they would truncheon you out , for taking their names upon ...
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By my troth , Captain , these are very bitter words . Sc . IV BARD . Be gone , good Ancient : this will grow to a brawl anon . 170 179 Pist . Die men like dogs ! give crowns like pins ! Have we not Hiren here ? Host .
By my troth , Captain , these are very bitter words . Sc . IV BARD . Be gone , good Ancient : this will grow to a brawl anon . 170 179 Pist . Die men like dogs ! give crowns like pins ! Have we not Hiren here ? Host .
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My captain , Sir , commends him to you ; my captain , Sir John Falstaff ; a tall gentleman , by Heaven , and a most gallant leader . SHAL . He greets me well , Sir . I knew him a good backsword man . How doth the good Knight ? may I ask ...
My captain , Sir , commends him to you ; my captain , Sir John Falstaff ; a tall gentleman , by Heaven , and a most gallant leader . SHAL . He greets me well , Sir . I knew him a good backsword man . How doth the good Knight ? may I ask ...
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ACT IV Sc ARCH arms BARD Bardolph bear become better blood body brother Captain CLAR comes Court Cousin Crown Davy dead death Doll doth draw drink Enter exeunt Exit face faith Falstaff father fear fellow give gone Grace grief hand Harry Hast hath head hear heart Heaven hence HENRY hold honest honour hope Host John Justice keep King leave live look Lord Majesty marry Master Shallow means meet merry Mouldy never night noble NORTH Northumberland once peace Pist Pistol Poins poor pray present PRINCE Rascal Re-enter SCENE sent serve SHAL sick Silence Sir John slang sleep speak spirit stand sweet sword tell thee thing thou art thought thousand tongue true truth unto WARWICK WEST Westmoreland wilt young youth