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sit, this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen! in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, How many nobles then should hold their places, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort ! knave is mine honest friend, sir ; therefore, I be- Ch. Just. Alas! I fear, all will be overturn'd. seech your worship, let him be countenanced.

P. John. Good morrow, cousin Warwick. Shal. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong. Look P. Humph. Cla. Good morrow, cousin. about, Davy. (Erit Davy.] Where are you, sir P. John. We meet like men that had forgot to John? Come, off with your boots. — Give ine

speak. your hand, master Bardolph.

War. We do remember ; but our argument Bard. I am glad to see your worship.

Is all too heavy to admit much talk. Shul. I thank thee with all my heart, kind master P. John. Well, peace be with him that hath made Bardolph : - and welcome, my tall fellow. (To the

us heavy! Page.) Come, sir John.

(Erit SHALLOW. Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier ! Fal

. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow. P. Humph. O, good my lord, you have lost a Bardolph, look to our horses. (Exeunt BARDOLPH

friend, indeed : ased Page.) If I were sawed into quantities, I should And I dare swear, you borrow not that face make four dozen of such bearded hermit's-staves as Of seeming sorrow; it is, sure, your own. master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing, to see the P. John. Though no man be assur'd what grace semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his :

to find, They, by observing him, do bear themselves like | You stand in coldest expectation : foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is I am the sorrier; 'would, 'twere otherwise. turned into a justice-like serving-man; their spirits Cla. Well, you must now speak sir John Falstaff are so married in conjunction with the participation

fair ; of society, that they flock together in consent, like Which swims against your stream of quality. so many wild-geese. If I had a suit to master Ch. Just. Sweet princes, what I did, I did in Stallow, I would humour his men, with the imput

honour, ation of being near their master : if to his men, i Led by the impartial conduct of my soul; would curry with master Shallow, that no man could | And never shall you see, that I will beg better command his servants. It is certain, that A ragged and forestallid remission. either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is caught If truth and upright innocency fail me, as men take diseases, one of another : therefore, let I'll to the king my master that is dead, men take heed of their company. I will devise mat- And tell him who hath sent me after him. ter enough out of this Shallow, to keep prince War. Here comes the prince. Harry in continual laughter, the wearing-out of six fashions, (which is four terms or two actions,) and

Enter King HENRY V. be shall laugh without intervallums. O, it is much, Ch. Just. Good morrow; and heaven save your that a lie, with a slight oath, and a jest, with a sad

majesty! brow, will do with a fellow that never had the ache King. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty, in his shoulders! 0, you shall see him laugh, till Sits not so easy on me as you think. his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up.

Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear; Shal . (Within.) Sir John !

This is the English, not the Turkish court; Fal . I come, master Shallow; I come, master Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds,

[Exit Falstaff. But Harry Harry : Yet be sad, good brothers,

For, to speak truth, it very well becomes you ; SCENE II.-Westminster. A Room in the Palace. Sorrow so royally in you appears,

That I will deeply put the fashion on, Enter WARWICK and the Lord CHIEF JUSTICE.

And wear it in my heart. Why then, be sad : War. How now, my lord chief justice ? whither But entertain no more of it, good brothers, away?

Than a joint burden laid upon us all. Ch. Just. How doth the king ?

For me, by heaven, I bid you be assur’d, War. Exceeding well; his cares are now all I'll be your father and your brother too ; ended.

Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your cares. Ck. Just. I hope, not dead.

Yet weep, that Harry's dead; and so will I; He's walk'd the way of nature; But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears, And, to our purposes, he lives no more.

By number, into hours of happiness. Ca. Just. I would his majesty had call'd me with P. John, fe. We hope no other from your majesty.

King. You all look strangely on me: - and you The service that I truly did his life,


(To the CHIEF JUSTICE. Hath left me open to all injuries.

You are, I think, assur'd I love you not. War. Indeed, I think the young king loves you Ch. Just. I am assur’d, if I be measur'd rightly, not.

Your majesty hath no just cause to bate me.
CA. Just. I know he doth not; and do arm myself, King. No!
To welcome the condition of the time ;

How mnight a prince of my great hopes forget
Which cannot look more hideously upon me So great indignities you laid upon me?
Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.

What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison Enter Prixcr Joux, Prince HUMPHREY, CLARENCE, May this be wish'd in Lethe, and forgotten?

The immediate heir of England! Was this easy? WESTMORELAND, and others.

Ch. Just. I then did use the person of your father ; War. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry; The image of his power lay then in me: 0, that the living Harry had the temper

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Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth, No prince, nor peer, shall have just cause to say, Your highness pleased to forget my place,

Heaven shorten Harry's happy life one day, The majesty and power of law and justice,

(Exeunt, The image of the king whom I presented,

And struck me in my very seat of judgment; SCENE III. - Glostershire. The Garden of
Whereon, as an offender to your father,

Shallow's House,
I gave bold way to my authority,
And did commit you. If the deed were ill,

Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, BARDOLPH, Be you contented, wearing now the garland,

the Page, and Davy. To have a son set your decrees at nought;

Shal. Nay, you shall see mine orchard. where, To pluck down justice from your awful bench; in an arbour, we will eat a last year's pippin of my To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword own graffing, with a dish of carraways, and so forth; That guards the peace and safety of your person : come, cousin Silence; - and then to bed. Nay, more; to spurn at your most royal image, Fal. 'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling, And mock your workings in a second body. and a rich. Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours; Shall. Barren, barren, barren ; beggars all, begBe now the father, and propose a son :

gars all, sir John ; - marry, good air. - Spread, Hear your own dignity so much profanid,

Davy; spread, Davy ; Well said, Davy, See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted, Fal. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is Behold yourself so by a son disdained ;

your serving-man, and your husbandman. And then imagine me taking your part,

Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good And, in your power, soft silencing your son: varlet, sir John. — By the mass, I have drunk too After this cold considerance, sentence me;

much sack at supper:

A good varlet. Now And, as you are a king, speak in your state, sit down, now sit down : come, cousin. What I have done, that misbecame my place,

Si. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a-we shall My person, or my liege's sovereignty.

Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer, (Singing. King. You are right, justice, and you weigh this And praise heaven for the merry year ; well;

When flesh is cheap and females dear, Therefore still bear the balance, and the sword : And lusty lads roam here and there, And I do wish your honours may increase,

So merrily, Till you do live to see a son of mine

And ever anong so merrily. Offend you, and obey you, as I did.

Fal. There's a merry heart! - "Good master Si. So snala I live to speak my father's words ;- lence, I'll give you a health for that anon. Happy am I, that have a man so bold,

Shal. Give master Bardolph some wine, Davy. That dares do justice on my proper son :

Davy. Sweet sir, sit; [seating BARDOLPH and Ana not less happy, having such a son,

the Page at another table.] I'll be with you anon :That would deliver up his greatness 80

most sweet sir, sit, Master page, good mester Into the hands of justice. — You did commit me : page, sit: proface! What you want in meat, we'll For which, I do commit into your hand

have in drink. But you must bear; The heart's all. The unstained sword that you have us'd to bear ;

(Erile With this remembrance, – That you use the same Shal. Be merry, master Bardolph ; – and my With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit, little soldier there, be merry. As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand; Sil. Be merry, be merry, my wife's as all ; [Singing. You shall be as a father to my youth :

For women are shrews, both short and tall ; My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear ; 'Tis merry in hall, when beards wag all, And I will stoop and humble my intents

And welcome merry skrove-tide. To your well practis'd, wise directions.

Be merry, be merry, &c. And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you ; - Fal. I did not think, master Silence had been a My father is gone wild into his grave,

man of this mettle. For in his tomb lie my affections ;

Sil. Who I? I have been merry twice and once, And with his spirit sadly I survive, To mock the expectation of the world ; To frustrate prophecies ; and to raze out

Re-enler Davy. Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down

Davy. There is a dish of leather-coats for you. After my seeming. The tide of blood in me

(Sctting them before BAADOLIE Hath proudly flow'd in vanity, till now :

Shal. Davy, Now doth it turn, and ebb back to the sea;

Davy. Your worship ?-I'll be with you straight. Where it shall mingle with the state of floods, [ To BARD.) — A cup of wine, sir? And flow henceforth in formal majesty.

Sil. A cup of wine, that's brisk and fine, Now call we our high court of parliament :

And drink unto the leman mine; (Singing And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel,

And a marry heart lives long-a. That the great body of our state may go

Fal. Well said, master Silence. In equal rank with the best govern'd nation : Sil. And we

shall be merry; - Dow comes in the That war, or peace, or both at once, may be sweet of the night, As things acquainted and familiar to us ;

Fal. Health and long life to you, master Silence In which you, father, shall have foremost hand. Sil. Fill the cup, and let it come ;

[To the Lord CHIEF JUSTICE. I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom. Our coronacion done, we will accite,

Shal. Honest Bardolph, welcome: If thou wantes As I before remember'd, all our state :

any thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart And (God consigning to my good intents,) Welcome, my little tioy thief ; [to the Page.) and

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welcome, indeed, too. Il drink to master Bar- Fal. What! is the old king dead ?
dolph, and to all the cavaleroes about London, Pist. As nail in door : the things I speak, are just.
Dary. I hope to see London once ere I die. Fal. Away, Bardolph ; saddle my horse.—Master
Bard. An I might see you there, Davy, - Robert Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the

Shal. By the mass, you'll crack & quart together. land, 'tis thine. — Pistol, I will double-charge thee
Ha ! will you not, master Bardolph ?

with dignities. Bard. Yes, sir, in a pottle pot.

Bard. O joyful day !- I would not take a knightShal. I thank thee:- The knave will stick by hood for my fortune. thee, I can assure thee that : he will not out; he is Pist. What? I do bring good news ? true bred.

Fal. Carry master Silence to bed.-Master ShalBard. And I'll stick by him, sir.

low, my lord Shallow, be what thou wilt, I am Sal. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing: fortune's steward. Get on thy boots : we'll ride be merry. (Knocking heard.] Look who's at door all night: - 0, sweet Pistol : - Away, Bardolph. there: Ho! who knocks?

[Exit Davy. (Exit Bard.] – Come, Pistol, utter more to me; Fol. Why, now you have done me right. and, withal, devise something, to do thyself good.

[TO SILENCE, who drinks a bumper. Boot, boot, master Shallow : I know the young 82. Do me right,

[Singing. king is sick for me. Let us take any man's horses ; And dub me knight :

the laws of England are at my commandment. Samingo.

Happy are they which have been my friends ; and I'st not so?

woe to my lord chief justice ! Fal. 'Tis so.

Pist. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also !
H. Is't so? Why, then say, an old man can do | Where is the life that late I led, say they ;

Why, here it is ; Welcome these pleasant days.
Re-enter Davy.

Dacy. An it please your worship, there's one SCENE IY,- London. A Street.
Pistol come from the court with news.
Fal. From the court, let him come in. -

Enter Beadles, dragging in Hostess Quickly, and

Enter Pistol.

Host. No, thou arrant knave; I would I might How now, Pistol ?

die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast Pist. God save you, sir John !

drawn my shoulder out of joint. Pal. What wind blew you hither, Pistol ?

1 Bead. The constables have delivered her over to Pist. Not the ill wind which blows no man to me : and she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I good Sweet knight, thou art now one of the warrant her ; there hath been a man or two lately greatest men in the realm.

killed about her. SZ. By'r lady, I think 'a be; but goodman Puff Doll. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on ; of Barson.

I'll tell thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal; Pist. Puff?

an the child I now go with, do miscarry, thou hadst Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base! - better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paperSir John, I am thy Pistol, and thy friend,

faced villain. And helter-skelter have I rode to thee;

Host. O the Lord, that sir John were come ! he And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,

would make this a bloody day to somebody. But And golden times, and happy news of price. I pray God the fruit of her womb miscarry!

Fel. I pr'ythee now, deliver them like a man of 1 Bead. If it do, you shall have a dozen of this world.

cushions again ; you have but eleven now. Come, Pia. A foutra for the world, and worldings base! I charge you both go with me ; for the man is dead, I speak of Africa, and golden joys.

that you and Pistol beat among you. Fal. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news ? Doll. I'll tell thee what, thou thin man in a Let king Cophetua know the truth thereof. censer! I will have you as soundly swinged for SZ. And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John. [Sings. this, you blue-bottle rogue ! you filthy famished

Pist. Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons ? correctioner : if you be not swinged, I'll forswear And shall good news be baffled ?

half-kirtles. Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.

1 Bead. Come, come, you she knight-errant, come. Sel. Honest gentleman, I know not your breed- Host. O, that right should thus overcome might! ing

Well; of sufferance comes ease. Ps. Why then, lament, therefore.

Doll. Come, you rogue, come ; bring me to a Sial. Give me pardon, sir; - If, sir, you come justice. with news from the court, I take it, there is but

Host. Ay; come, you starved blood-hound, ovays; either to utter them, or to conceal them. Doll. Goodman death! goodman bones ! I am, sir, under the king, in some authority.

Host. Thou atomy thou ! Pist. Under which king, Bezonian ? speak, or die. Doll. Come, you thin thing; come, you rascal! Shal. Under king Harry.

1 Bead. Very well.

[Ereunt. Harry the fourth ? or fifth ? Shal. Harry the fourth.

SCENE V.- A publick Place near Westminster
A foutra for thine office !

Er John, thy tender lambkin now is king;
Harry the fifth's the man. I speak the truth :

Enter two Grooms, strewing rushes,
When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like

1 Groom. More rushes, more rushes. The bragging Spaniard.

2 Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice.

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I Groom. It will be two o'clock ere they come For thee thrice wider than for other men :from the coronation : Despatch, despatch.

Reply not to me with a fool-born jest ;

(Eteunt Grooms. Presume not, that I am the thing I was : Enter Falstarr, SHALLOW, Pistol, BARDOLPH,

For heaven doth know, so shall the world perceire, and the Page.

That I have turn'd away my former self;

So will I those that kept me company. Fal. Stand here by me, master Robert Shallow; When thou dost hear I am as I have been, I will make the king do you grace: I will leer upon Approach me; and thou shalt be as thou wast, him, as 'a comes by; and do but mark the counte- The tutor and the feeder of my riots : nance that he will give me.

Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death, Pist. God bless thy lungs, good knight.

As I have done the rest of my misleaders, Fal. Come here, Pistol ; stand behind me. — 0, Not to come near our person by ten mile. if I had had time to have made new liveries, I would For competence of life, I will allow you, have bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of That lack of means enforce you not to evil: you. (To Shallow.) But 'tis no matter; this poor | And, as we hear you do reform yourselves, show doth better : this doth infer the zeal I had to We will, - according to your strength, and quali

ties, – Shal. It doth so.

Give you advancement. - Be it your charge, my Fal. It shows my earnestness of affection.

lord, Shal. It doth so.

To see perform'd the tenor of our word. Fal. My devotion.

Set on.

(Exeunt King and his Train. Shal. It doth, it doth, it doth.

Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand Fal. As it were, to ride day and night; and not pound. to deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience Shal. Ay, marry, sir John; which I beseech you to shift me.

to let me have home with me. Shal. It is most certain.

Fal. That can hardly be, master Shallow. Do Fal. But to stand stained with travel, and sweat- not you grieve at this ; I shall be sent for in private ing with desire to see him : thinking of nothing to him: look you, he must seem thus to the world. else ; putting all affairs else in oblivion; as if there Fear not your advancement; I will be the man yet, were nothing else to be done, but to see him. that shall make you great.

Pist. 'Tis semper idem, for absque hoc nihil est : Shal. I cannot perceive how; unless you give me 'Tis all in every part.

your doublet, and stuff me out with straw. I be Shal. 'Tis so, indeed.

seech you, good sir John, let me have five hundred Pist. My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver,

of my thousand. And make thee rage.

Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word: this that Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts, you heard, was but a colour. Is in base durance, and contagious prison ;

Shal. A colour, I fear, that you will die in, sir Haul'd thither

John. By most mechanical and dirty hand :

Fal. Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. Rouze up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto's

Come, lieutenant Pistol; come, Bardolph : -I snake,

shall be sent for soon at night. For Doll is in ; Pistol speaks nought but truth. Fal. I will deliver her.

Re-enter PRINCE Joux, the CHIEF JUSTICE, (Shouts within, and the trumpets sound.

Officers, &c. Pist. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangor Ch. Just. Go, carry sir John Falstaff to the Fleet; sounds.

Take all his company along with him.

Fal. My lord, my lord, Enter the King and his Train, the CurrF JUSTICE

Ch. Just. I cannot now speak: I will hear you

soon. Fal. God save thy grace, king Hal! my royal

Take them away. Hal!

Pist. Si fortuna me tormenta, spero me contenta. Pist. The heavens thee guard and keep, most

[Exeunt Fal. Shal. Pist. BARD., Page, royal imp of fame!

and Officers. Fah. God save thee, my sweet boy!

P. John I like this fair proceeding of the king's: King. My lord chief justice, speak to that vain He hath intent, his wonted followers

Shall all be very well provided for; Ch. Just. Have you your wits ? know you what But all are banish’d, till their conversations 'tis you speak?

Appear more wise and modest to the world. Fal. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my Ch. Just. And so they are. heart!

P. John. The king hath call'd his parliament, ny King. I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy

lord. prayers ;

Ch. Just. He hath. How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! P. John. I will lay odds, - that, ere this yeur I have long dream'd of such a kind of man,

expire, So surfeit-swell’d, so old, and so profane ;

We bear our civil swords, and native fire, But, being awake, I do despise my dream.

As far as France : I heard a bird so sing, Make less thy body, hence, and more thy grace; Whose musick, to my thinking, please the king. Leave gormandizing; know, the grave doth gape Come, will you hence ?


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EPILOGUE. - Spoken by a DANCER

First, my fear; then my court'sy: last, my, will you command me to use my legs ? and yet that speech. My fear is, your displeasure; my court'sy, were but light payment, — to dance out of your debt. my duty; and my speech, to beg your pardons. If But a good conscience will make any possible satis you look for a good speech now, you undo me: for faction, and so will I. All the ge ewomen here what I have to say, is of mine own making ; and have forgiven me; if the gentlemen will not, then what, indeed, I should say, will, I doubt, prove the gentlemen do not agree with the gentlewomen, mine own marring. But to the purpose, and so to which was never seen before in such an assembly. the venture. --Be it known to you, (as it is very well, One word more, I beseech you. If you be not I was lately here in the end of a displeasing play, too much cloyed with fat meat, our humble author to pray your patience for it, and to promise you a will continue the story, with Sir John in it, and better. I did mean, indeed, to pay you with this ; make you merry with fair Katharine of France : which, if, like an ill venture, it come unluckily where, for any thing I know, Falstaff shall die of home, I break, and you, my gentle creditors, lose. a sweat, unless already he be killed with your hard Here, I promised you, I would be, and here I opinions ; for Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is commit my body to your mercies: bate me some, not the man. My tongue is weary; when my legs and I will pay you some, and, as most debtors do, are too, I will bid you good night: and so kneel promise you infinitely.

down before you ; — but, indeed, to pray for the If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, 1 queen.

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