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Enter Justice SHALLOW and Justice SILENCE, with MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, BULLCALF, and a servant or two |
Justice SHALLOW and Justice SILENCE enter. They are followed by MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, BULLCALF, and a servant or two. |
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SHALLOW
Come on, come on, come on. Give me your hand, sir, give
me your hand, sir. An early stirrer, by the rood. And how
doth my good cousin Silence?
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SHALLOW
Come on, come on, come on, sir. Shake my hand, sir, shake my hand. You’re an early riser, I swear. How are you, cousin Silence?
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SILENCE
Good morrow, good cousin Shallow.
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SILENCE
Good morning, cousin Shallow.
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SHALLOW
And how doth my cousin your bedfellow? And your fairest
daughter and mine, my goddaughter Ellen?
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SHALLOW
And how’s my cousin, your wife? And your prettiest daughter, my fair god-daughter Ellen?
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SILENCE
Alas, a black ousel, cousin Shallow.
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SILENCE
I’m afraid she’s got dark hair, cousin Shallow!
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SHALLOW
By yea and no, sir. I dare say my cousin William is become
a good scholar. He is at Oxford still, is he not?
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SHALLOW
By gum, I bet William’s become a real scholar. He’s still at Oxford, right?
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SILENCE
Indeed, sir, to my cost.
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SILENCE
He sure is, and I’m the one who’s paying for it.
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SHALLOW
He must then to the Inns o' Court shortly. I was once of
Clement’s Inn, where I think they will talk of mad Shallow
yet.
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SHALLOW
He’ll be going to law school soon. I studied law at Clement’s Inn, where I think they still talk about crazy old Shallow.
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SILENCE
You were called “Lusty Shallow” then, cousin.
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SILENCE
You were known as lusty Shallow back then, cousin.
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SHALLOW
By the Mass, I was called anything, and I would have done
anything indeed too, and roundly too. There was I, and little
John Doit of Staffordshire, and black George Barnes, and
Francis Pickbone, and Will Squele, a Cotswold man. You
had not four such swinge-bucklers in all the Inns o' Court
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SHALLOW
I was known as anything, I swear. And I would have done anything too, and all the way, too. I was there, and little John Doit from Staffordshire, and black-haired George Barnes, and Francis Pickbone, and Will Squele, from the Cotswolds. Since then, no law college
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