No Fear Shakespeare
Henry IV Part 1
Get this No Fear to go!
Act 2, Scene 1
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Enter a CARRIER with a lantern in his hand |
FIRST CARRIER enters, holding a lantern. |
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FIRST CARRIER
Heigh-ho! An it be not four by the day, I’ll be hanged.
Charles’s Wain is over the new chimney, and yet our horse
not packed.—What, ostler!
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FIRST CARRIER
I’ll be damned if it isn’t 4 A.M. already. The Big Dipper has already risen above the chimney, and our horses aren’t ready yet. Hey, ostler!
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OSTLER
(within) Anon, anon.
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OSTLER
(offstage) Just a second!
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FIRST CARRIER
I prithee, Tom, beat Cut’s saddle. Put a few flocks in the
point. Poor jade is wrung in the withers out of all cess.
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FIRST CARRIER
Hey, Tom, give the saddle of my horse, Cut, a few whacks to soften it up, and stuff some wool under it—the old nag’s got some bad bruises on her shoulders.
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Enter another
CARRIER
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SECOND CARRIER enters. |
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SECOND CARRIER
Peas and beans are as dank here as a dog, and that is the
next way to give poor jades the bots. This house is turned upside
down since Robin ostler died.
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SECOND CARRIER
The feed here’s as damp as anything. That’s a fast way for a horse to get parasites. This stable’s upside down since Ostler Robin died.
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FIRST CARRIER
Poor fellow never joyed since the price of oats rose. It was
the death of him.
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FIRST CARRIER
Poor guy. Once the price of oats went up, he was never happy again. It killed him.
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SECOND CARRIER
I think this be the most villanous house in all London road
for fleas. I am stung like a tench.
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SECOND CARRIER
This stable’s got worse fleas than any in London. I’m stung like a tench.
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FIRST CARRIER
Like a tench? By the Mass, there is ne'er a king christen
could be better bit than I have been since the first cock.
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FIRST CARRIER
Like a tench? I’m telling you, not even a king could be bitten more than I’ve been bitten since midnight.
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