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like gilt twopences to me, and I in the clear sky of fame o'ershine you as much as the full moon doth the cinders of the element (which show like pins' heads to her), believe not the word of the noble. Therefore let me have right, and let desert mount.
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don’t make you look like counterfeits next to me, and if my fame doesn’t outshine yours like the full moon outshines the stars (which look like pin pricks in the sky next to the moon)—well then, you can call me a liar. Now give me what I deserve, and let my merits mount on top of each other, in a great pile.
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LANCASTER
Thine’s too heavy to mount.
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LANCASTER
Your pile would be too heavy for me to bear.
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FALSTAFF
Let it shine, then.
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FALSTAFF
Let my merits shine, then.
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LANCASTER
Thine’s too thick to shine.
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LANCASTER
You’re too dense to shine.
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FALSTAFF
Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me good, and
call it what you will.
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FALSTAFF
Then let it do something that will do me good, whatever you want to call it.
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LANCASTER
Is thy name Colevile?
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LANCASTER
Is your name Coleville?
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COLEVILE
It is, my lord.
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COLEVILLE
It is, sir.
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LANCASTER
A famous rebel art thou, Colevile.
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LANCASTER
You’re a famous rebel, Coleville.
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FALSTAFF
And a famous true subject took him.
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FALSTAFF
And a famous and loyal subject captured him.
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COLEVILE
I am, my lord, but as my betters are
That led me hither. Had they been ruled by me,
You should have won them dearer than you have.
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COLEVILLE
I’m now in the same situation as my superiors, who led me here. But if I had been in charge, your victory would have cost you more than it has.
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FALSTAFF
I know not how they sold themselves, but thou, like a kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis, and I thank thee for thee.
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FALSTAFF
I don’t know how much your superiors cost us, but you, like a generous man, gave yourself away for free, and I thank you for it.
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Enter WESTMORELAND
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LANCASTER
Now, have you left pursuit?
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LANCASTER
Have you called off the troops?
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