Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1597 [c.1597-1598] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T8 Captains, gallants and cheats · 505 words · other edition — not in the analysis
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That we have, that we have; in faith, Sir Iohn, we have: our watchword was, Hem-Boyes. Come, let's to Dinner; come, let's to Dinner: Oh the days that we have seen. Come, come. Good Master Corporate Bardolph, stand my friend, and here is four Harry ten shillings in French Crowns for you: in very truth, sir, I had as lief be hanged sir, as go: and yet, for mine own part, sir, I do not care; but rather, because I am unwilling, and for mine own part, have a desire to stay with my friends: else, sir, I did not care, for mine own part, so much. Go-to: stand aside. And good Master Corporal Captain, for my old Dames sake, stand my friend: she hath no body to do any thing about her, when I am gone: and she is old, and cannot help herself: you shall have forty, sir. Go-to: stand aside. I care not, a man can die but once: we own a death. I will never bear a base mind: if it be my destiny, so: if it be not, so: no man is too good to serve his Prince: and let it go which way it will, he that dies this year, is quit for the next. Well said, thou art a good fellow. Nay, I will bear no base mind. Come sir, which men shall I have? Four of which you please. Sir, a word with you: I have three pound, to free Mouldy and Bull-calfe. Go-to: well. Come, sir Iohn, which four will you have? Do you choose for me. Marry then, Mouldie, Bull-calfe, Feeble, and Shadow. Mouldie, and Bull-calfe: for you Mouldy, stay at home, till you are past service: and for your part, Bull-calfe, grow till you come unto it: I will none of you. Sir Iohn, Sir Iohn, do not yourself wrong, they are your likeliest men, and I would have you served with the best. Will you tell me (Master Shallow) how to choose a man? Care I for the Limb, the Thews, the stature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man? give me the spirit (Master Shallow.) Where's Wart? you see what a ragged appearance it is: he shall charge you, and discharge you, with the motion of a Pewterer's Hammer: come off, and on, swifter than he that gibbets on the Brewer's Bucket. And this same half-faced fellow, Shadow, give me this man: he presents no mark to the Enemy, the foeman may with as great aim level at the edge of a Penknife: and for a Retreat, how swiftly will this Feeble, the Woman's Tailor, run off. O, give me the spare men, and spare me the great ones. Put me a Calyver into Warts hand, Bardolph. Hold Wart, Traverse: thus, thus, thus. Come, manage me your Calyver: so, very well, go-to, very good, exceeding good. O, give me always a little, lean, old, chopped, bald Shot. Well said Wart, thou art a good Scab: hold, there is a Tester for thee.
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That wee haue, that wee haue; in faith, Sir Iohn, wee haue: our watch-word was, Hem-Boyes. Come, let's to Dinner; come, let's to Dinner: Oh the dayes that wee haue ſeene. Come, come. Good Maſter Corporate Bardolph, ſtand my friend, and heere is foure Harry tenne ſhillings in French Crownes for you: in very truth, ſir, I had as lief be hang'd ſir, as goe: and yet, for mine owne part, ſir, I do not care; but rather, becauſe I am vnwilling, and for mine owne part, haue a deſire to ſtay with my friends: elſe, ſir, I did not care, for mine owne part, ſo much. Go-too: ſtand aſide. And good Maſter Corporall Captaine, for my old Dames ſake, ſtand my friend: ſhee hath no body to doe any thing about her, when I am gone: and ſhe is old, and cannot helpe her ſelfe: you ſhall haue fortie, ſir. Go-too: ſtand aſide. I care not, a man can die but once: wee owe a death. I will neuer beare a baſe minde: if it be my deſtinie, ſo: if it be not, ſo: no man is too good to ſerue his Prince: and let it goe which way it will, he that dies this yeere, is quit for the next. Well ſaid, thou art a good fellow. Nay, I will beare no baſe minde. Come ſir, which men ſhall I haue? Foure of which you pleaſe. Sir, a word with you: I haue three pound, to free Mouldie and Bull-calfe. Go-too: well. Come, ſir Iohn, which foure will you haue? Doe you chuſe for me. Marry then, Mouldie, Bull-calfe, Feeble, and Shadow. Mouldie, and Bull-calfe: for you Mouldie, ſtay at home, till you are paſt ſeruice: and for your part, Bull-calfe, grow till you come vnto it: I will none of you. Sir Iohn, Sir Iohn, doe not your ſelfe wrong, they are your likelyeſt men, and I would haue you ſeru'd with the beſt. Will you tell me (Maſter Shallow) how to chuſe a man? Care I for the Limbe, the Thewes, the ſtature, bulke, and bigge aſſemblance of a man? giue mee the ſpirit (Maſter Shallow.) Where's Wart? you ſee what a ragged appearance it is: hee ſhall charge you, and diſcharge you, with the motion of a Pewterers Hammer: come off, and on, ſwifter then hee that gibbets on the Brewers Bucket. And this ſame halfe-fac'd fellow, Shadow, giue me this man: hee preſents no marke to the Enemie, the foe-man may with as great ayme leuell at the edge of a Pen-knife: and for a Retrait, how ſwiftly will this Feeble, the Womans Taylor, runne off. O, giue me the ſpare men, and ſpare me the great ones. Put me a Calyuer into Warts hand, Bardolph. Hold Wart, Trauerſe: thus, thus, thus. Come, manage me your Calyuer: ſo▪ very well, go-too, very good, exceeding good. O, giue me alwayes a little, leane, old, chopt, bald Shot. Well ſaid Wart, thou art a good Scab: hold, there is a Teſter for thee.