Document:  All > Shakespeare > Histories > King Henry IV, part II > Act V, scene IV

	[Enter Beadles, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLY

MISTRESS QUICKLY: No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might
	die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast
	drawn my shoulder out of joint.

First Beadle: The constables have delivered her over to me; and
	she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant
	her: there hath been a man or two lately killed about her.

DOLL TEARSHEET: Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I 'll tell
	thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an
	the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert
	better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou
	paper-faced villain.

MISTRESS QUICKLY: O the Lord, that Sir John were come! he would make
	this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the
	fruit of her womb miscarry!

First Beadle: 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.

DOLL TEARSHEET: I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I
	will have you as soundly swinged for this,--you
	blue-bottle rogue, you filthy famished correctioner,
	if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half-kirtles.

First Beadle: Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.

MISTRESS QUICKLY: O God, that right should thus overcome might!
	Well, of sufferance comes ease.

DOLL TEARSHEET: Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice.

MISTRESS QUICKLY: Ay, come, you starved blood-hound.

DOLL TEARSHEET: Goodman death, goodman bones!

MISTRESS QUICKLY: Thou atomy, thou!

DOLL TEARSHEET: Come, you thin thing; come you rascal.

First Beadle: Very well.



Search for this word      in all documents   just this document

What do you think? Grade this document:  

Need writing help? Try RhymeZone's rhyming dictionary and thesaurus features

Help  Advanced  Feedback  Android  iPhone/iPad  API  Blog  Privacy

Copyright © 2018 Datamuse