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The music is come, sir.
Pray thee, go down.
And for mine, sir, I will govern it.
A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kinswoman of my master's.
None, my lord, but old Mistress Quickly and Mistress Doll Tearsheet.
Ephesians, my lord, of the old church.
Marry, my lord, Althaea dreamed she was delivered of a fire-brand; and therefore I call him her dream.
Away, you rascally Althaea's dream, away!
A' calls me e'en now, my lord, through a red lattice, and I could discern no part of his face from the window: at last I spied his eyes, and methought he had made two holes in the ale-wife's new petticoat and so peeped through.
Seven groats and two pence.
Sir?
You must speak louder; my master is deaf.
Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed the Prince for striking him about Bardolph.
He's gone into Smithfield to buy your worship a horse.
He said, sir, you should procure him better assurance than Bardolph: he would not take his band and yours; he liked not the security.
He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy water; but, for the party that owed it, he might have more diseases than he knew for.