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Timestamp: 2019-04-22 16:57:34+00:00

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Henry V. Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins?
Edward Poins. Yes, faith; and let it be an excellent good thing.
Edward Poins. Very hardly upon such a subject.
in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow.
Henry V. What wouldst thou think of me if I should weep?
Edward Poins. I would think thee a most princely hypocrite.
Bardolph. God save your Grace!
alewife's new petticoat, and so peep'd through.
Henry V. Has not the boy profited?
Bardolph. Away, you whoreson upright rabbit, away!
Page. Away, you rascally Althaea's dream, away!
Henry V. Instruct us, boy; what dream, boy?
firebrand; and therefore I call him her dream.
There's a letter for you.
Bardolph. In bodily health, sir.
and he holds his place, for look you how he writes.
Edward Poins. He sure means brevity in breath, short-winded.
Repent at idle times as thou mayst, and so farewell.
me thus, Ned? Must I marry your sister?
Henry V. Where sups he? Doth the old boar feed in the old frank?
Bardolph. At the old place, my lord, in Eastcheap.
Page. Ephesians, my lord, of the old church.
Henry V. Sup any women with him?
Shall we steal upon them, Ned, at supper?
Edward Poins. I am your shadow, my lord; I'll follow you.
I am yet come to town. There's for your silence.
Page. And for mine, sir, I will govern it.
This Doll Tearsheet should be some road.
true colours, and not ourselves be seen?

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