William Shakespeare - Henry IV Part 2 Act 5 Scene 4 lyrics

SCENE IV. London. A street. Enter Beadles, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLY and DOLL TEARSHEET MISTRESS QUICKLY No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast drawn my shoulder out of joint. FIRST BEADLE The constables have delivered her over to me; and she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant her: there hath been a man or two lately k**ed about her. DOLL TEARSHEET Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I 'll tell thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paper-faced villain. MISTRESS QUICKLY O the Lord, that Sir John were come! he would make this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the fruit of her womb miscarry! FIRST BEADLE If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again; you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go with me; for the man is dead that you and Pistol beat amongst you. DOLL TEARSHEET I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I will have you as soundly swinged for this,--you blue-bottle rogue, you filthy famished correctioner, if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half-kirtles. FIRST BEADLE Come, come, you she knight-errant, come. MISTRESS QUICKLY O God, that right should thus overcome might! Well, of sufferance comes ease. DOLL TEARSHEET Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice. MISTRESS QUICKLY Ay, come, you starved blood-hound. DOLL TEARSHEET Goodman d**h, goodman bones! MISTRESS QUICKLY Thou atomy, thou! DOLL TEARSHEET Come, you thin thing; come you rascal. FIRST BEADLE Very well. Exeunt