DOLL TEARSHEET
Can a weak empty vessel bear such a huge full hogshead? there's a whole merchant's venture of Bourdeaux
stuff in him; you have not seen a hulk better stuffed in the hold. Come, I'll be friends with thee, Jack: thou
art going to the wars; and whether I shall ever see thee again or no, there is nobody cares.
Re-enter First Drawer First Drawer
Sir, Ancient Pistol's below, and would speak with you. DOLL TEARSHEET
Hang him, swaggering rascal! let him not come hither: it is the foul-mouthed'st rogue in England. MISTRESS QUICKLY
If he swagger, let him not come here: no, by my faith; I must live among my neighbours: I'll no swaggerers: I
am in good name and fame with the very best: shut the door; there comes no swaggerers here: I have not
lived all this while, to have swaggering now: shut the door, I pray you. FALSTAFF
Dost thou hear, hostess? MISTRESS QUICKLY
Pray ye, pacify yourself, Sir John: there comes no swaggerers here. FALSTAFF
Dost thou hear? it is mine ancient. MISTRESS QUICKLY
Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell me: your ancient swaggerer comes not in my doors. I was before Master Tisick,
the debuty, t'other day; and, as he said to me, 'twas no longer ago than Wednesday last, 'I' good faith,
neighbour Quickly,' says he; Master Dumbe, our minister, was by then; 'neighbour Quickly,' says he, 'receive
those that are civil; for,' said he, 'you are in an ill name:' now a' said so, I can tell whereupon; 'for,' says he,
'you are an honest woman, and well thought on; therefore take heed what guests you receive: receive,' says he,
'no swaggering companions.' There comes none here: you would bless you to hear what he said: no, I'll no
swaggerers. FALSTAFF
He's no swaggerer, hostess; a tame cheater, i' faith; you may stroke him as gently as a puppy greyhound: he'll
not swagger with a Barbary hen, if her feathers turn back in any show of resistance. Call him up, drawer.
Exit First Drawer MISTRESS QUICKLY
Cheater, call you him? I will bar no honest man my house, nor no cheater: but I do not love swaggering,
by my troth; I am the worse, when one says swagger: feel, masters, how I shake; look you, I warrant you.
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