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Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Page |
178 |
Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome. Come, we have a
hot venison pasty to dinner: come, gentlemen, I hope
we shall drink down all unkindness.
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2 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Slender |
216 |
I hope, sir, I will do as it shall become one that
would do reason.
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3 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1] |
Slender |
226 |
I will marry her, sir, at your request: but if there
be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may
decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are
married and have more occasion to know one another;
I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt:
but if you say, 'Marry her,' I will marry her; that
I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely.
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4 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Ford |
617 |
We burn daylight: here, read, read; perceive how I
might be knighted. I shall think the worse of fat
men, as long as I have an eye to make difference of
men's liking: and yet he would not swear; praised
women's modesty; and gave such orderly and
well-behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, that I
would have sworn his disposition would have gone to
the truth of his words; but they do no more adhere
and keep place together than the Hundredth Psalm to
the tune of 'Green Sleeves.' What tempest, I trow,
threw this whale, with so many tuns of oil in his
belly, ashore at Windsor? How shall I be revenged
on him? I think the best way were to entertain him
with hope, till the wicked fire of lust have melted
him in his own grease. Did you ever hear the like?
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Mistress Page |
662 |
Why, look where he comes; and my good man too: he's
as far from jealousy as I am from giving him cause;
and that I hope is an unmeasurable distance.
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6 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Ford |
670 |
Well, I hope it be not so.
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7 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1] |
Pistol |
671 |
Hope is a curtal dog in some affairs:
Sir John affects thy wife.
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8 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2] |
Hostess Quickly |
902 |
That were a jest indeed! they have not so little
grace, I hope: that were a trick indeed! but
Mistress Page would desire you to send her your
little page, of all loves: her husband has a
marvellous infection to the little page; and truly
Master Page is an honest man. Never a wife in
Windsor leads a better life than she does: do what
she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, go
to bed when she list, rise when she list, all is as
she will: and truly she deserves it; for if there
be a kind woman in Windsor, she is one. You must
send her your page; no remedy.
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9 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 2] |
Slender |
1370 |
I hope I have your good will, father Page.
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10 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3] |
Mistress Ford |
1504 |
'Tis not so, I hope.
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Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3] |
Mistress Ford |
1582 |
Shall we send that foolish carrion, Mistress
Quickly, to him, and excuse his throwing into the
water; and give him another hope, to betray him to
another punishment?
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12 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2] |
First Servant |
2073 |
I hope not; I had as lief bear so much lead.
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13 |
Merry Wives of Windsor
[V, 1] |
Falstaff |
2479 |
Prithee, no more prattling; go. I'll hold. This is
the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd
numbers. Away I go. They say there is divinity in
odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. Away!
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