Henry the Fourth, Part Two (Folio 1 1623)
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Scena Quarta.
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Enter Hostesse Quickly, Dol Teare-sheete,
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and Beadles.
¶Hostesse. No, thou arrant knaue: I would I might dy,
¶that I might haue thee hang'd: Thou hast drawne my
¶shoulder out of ioynt.
¶her. There hath beene a man or two (lately) kill'd about
¶her.
¶Dol. Nut-hooke, nut-hooke, you Lye: Come on, Ile
¶laine.
¶Host. O that Sir Iohn were come, hee would make
¶this a bloody day to some body. But I would the Fruite
3185of her Wombe might miscarry.
¶againe, you haue but eleuen now. Come, I charge you
¶both go with me: for the man is dead, that you and Pi-
¶stoll beate among you.
¶Bottel'd Rogue: you filthy famish'd Correctioner, if you
¶Dol. Come you Rogue, come:
¶Bring me to a Iustice.
3200Dol. Goodman death, goodman Bones.
¶Host. Thou Anatomy, thou.
¶Dol. Come you thinne Thing:
¶Come you Rascall.
