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  • Title: Henry IV, Part 2 (Modern)
  • Editor: Rosemary Gaby

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Rosemary Gaby
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    Henry IV, Part 2 (Modern)

    3170Enter [Mistress Quickly, Doll Tearsheet, and Beadles].
    No, thou errant knave! I would to god that I might die, that I might have thee hanged. Thou hast drawn my shoulder out of joint.
    The constables have delivered her over to me, 3175and she shall have whipping-cheer, I warrant her. There hath been a man or two killed about her.
    Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie! Come on, I'll tell thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an the child I go 3180with do miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paper-faced villain.
    O the lord, that Sir John were come! I would make this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray god the fruit of 3185her womb miscarry.
    If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again; you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go with me, for the man is dead that you and Pistol beat amongst you.
    I'll 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, I'll forswear half-kirtles.
    Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.
    O god, that right should thus overcome might! Well, of sufferance comes ease.
    Come, you rogue, come, bring me to a justice.
    I come, you starved bloodhound.
    Goodman death, goodman bones.
    Thou atomy, thou.
    Come, you thin thing, come, you rascal.
    Very well.