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John Bell [1774], Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays, As they are now performed at the Theatres Royal in London; Regulated from the Prompt Books of each House By Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; By the Authors of the Dramatic Censor (Printed for John Bell... and C. Etherington [etc.], York) [word count] [S10401].
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SCENE V. Enter Page.

Page.

Sir, ancient Pistol is below, and would speak with you.

Doll.

Hang him, swaggering rascal! let him not come hither; it is the foul-mouthed'st rogue in England.

Host.

If he swagger, let him not come here: no, by my faith: I must live amongst 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 liv'd all this while, to have swaggering now; shut the door, I pray you.

Fal.

Dost thou hear, hostess—

Host.

Pray you pacify yourself, Sir John; there comes no swaggerers here.

Fal.

Dost thou hear—it is mine ancient.

Host.

* noteTilly-fally, Sir John, never tell me, your ancient swaggerers comes not in my doors. I was before master Tisick the deputy, the other day; and as he said to me—it was no longer ago than Wednesday last— Neighbour Quickly, says he, receive those that are civil; for saith he, you are in an ill name: now he 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.

Fal.

He's no swaggerer, hostess; a tame cheater, i' faith; you may stroke him as gently as a puppey-greyhound; he will not swagger with a Barbary hen, if her feathers turn back, in any shew of resistance. Call him up, boy.

[Exit Page.

Host.

Cheater, call you him? I will bar no honest man my house, nor no cheater; but I do not love swaggering; I am the worse when one says swagger; feel, masters, how I shake, look you, I warrant you.

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Doll.

So you do, hostess.

Host.

Do I? yea, in very truth do I, as if it were an aspen leaf: I cannot abide swaggerers.

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John Bell [1774], Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays, As they are now performed at the Theatres Royal in London; Regulated from the Prompt Books of each House By Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; By the Authors of the Dramatic Censor (Printed for John Bell... and C. Etherington [etc.], York) [word count] [S10401].
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