And He that wears the crown immortally, How cold it struck my heart! if I do feign, Hath fed upon the body of my father; But thou, most fine, most honour'd, most re- But if it did infect my blood with joy, Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride; Heaven put it in thy mind to take it hence, Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed; Changes the mode: for what in me was purchas'd,t Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort; 事 [do, Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green; And all thy friends, which thou must make thy friends, Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out; * A term used in describing the fineness of gold. Purchase, in Shakespeare, frequently means stolen goods. + Warrants. Cast up. [out, To lead out many to the Holy Land; You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me; K. Hen. Look, look, here comes my John of P. John. Health, peace, and happiness to my royal father! K. Hen. Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, son John; But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown P: Hen. It hath been prophesied to me many years, Act Fifth. SCENE I. [Exeunt. Glostershire. A Hall in SHALLOW's House. Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, ana Page. Shal. By cock and pye, sir, you shall not away to-night.-What, Davy, I say! [Shallow. Fal. You must excuse me, Master Robert Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be excused; excuses shall not be admitted; there is no excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused. Why, Davy! Davy. Here, sir. Enter DAVY. Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy,-let me see, Davy; let me see :-yea, marry, William cook, bid him come hither.- Sir John, you shall not be excused. Davy. Marry, sir, thus :-those precepts + cannot be served; and, again, sir,-Shall we sow the headland with wheat? Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook;-Are there no young pigeons? Davy. Yes, sir.-Here is now the smith's note, for shoeing, and plough-irons. Shal. Let it be cast and paid :-Sir John, you shall not be excused. Davy. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be had :-And, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other day at Hinckley fair? Shal. He shall answer it :-some pigeons, Davy; a couple of short-legged hens; a joint of mutton; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook. Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir? Shal. Yes, Davy. I will use him well; A friend i' the court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well. About thy business, Davy. Davy. I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of Wincot against Clement Perkes of the hill. Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against that Visor; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge. Davy. I grant your worship that he is a knave, sir: but yet, heaven forbid, sir, but a knave should have some countenance at his friend's request. An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have served your worship truly, sir, these eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I beseech your worship, let him be countenanced. Shal. Go to; I say he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy. [Exit DAVY.] Where are you, Sir John? Come, off with your boots.-Give me your hand, Master Bardolph. Bard. I am glad to see your worship. Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind Master Bardolph :-and welcome, my tall fellow. [To the Page.] Come, Sir John. [Exit SHAL. Fal. I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow. Bardolph, look to our horses. Exeunt BARD. and Page.] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four dozen of such bearded hermit's-staves as Master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to see the semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his : They, by observing him, do bear themselves like foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is turned into a justice-like servingman; their spirits are so married in conjunction with the participation of society, that they flock together in consent, like so many wildgeese. If I had a suit to Master Shallow, I would humour his men, with the imputation of being near their master: if to his men, I would curry with Master Shallow, that no man could better command his servants. It is certain, that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is caught, as men take diseases, one of another: therefore, let men take heed of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this Shallow, to keep Prince Harry in continual laughter, the wearing-out of six fashions, (which is four terms, or two actions,) and he shall laugh without intervallums. O, it is much that a lie with a slight oath, and a jest with a sad brow, will do with a fellow that never had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up. Shal. [Within.] Sir John! Fal. I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master [Exit FAL. Shallow. SCENE II. Westminster. A Room in the Palace. Enter WARWICK, and the Lord Chief Justice. War. How now, my lord chief justice? whither away? A serious face. + Emperor of the Turks, died in 1596: his son, who succeeded him, had all his brothers strangled. [ended. Ch. Just. How doth the king? He's walk'd the way of nature; The service that I truly did his life, War. Indeed, I think the young king loves you not. Ch. Just. I know he doth not; and do arm myTo welcome the condition of the time; [self Which cannot look more hideously upon me Than I have drawn it in my fantasy. Enter PRINCE JOHN, PRINCE HUMPHREY, CLARENCE, WESTMORELAND, and Others. War. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry: O, that the living Harry had the temper Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen! How many nobles then should hold their places, That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort! Ch. Just. Alas! I fear all will be overturn'd. P. John. Good morrow, cousin Warwick. P. Humph., Cla. Good morrow, cousin. P. John. We meet like men that had forgot to speak. War. We do remember; but our argument Is all too heavy to admit much talk. P. John. Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy! Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier! P. Humph. O, good my lord, you have lost a friend, indeed: And I dare swear you borrow not that face You stand in coldest expectation: I am the sorrier; 'would 'twere otherwise. Which swims against your stream of quality. Led by the impartial conduct of my soul; Enter KING HENRY V. Ch. Just. Good morrow; and heaven save your majesty ! King. This new and gorgeous garment,majesty, But Harry, Harry: Yet be sad, good brothers, most: King. You all look strangely on me :-and you How might a prince of my great hopes forget And did commit you. If the deed were ill, Be now the father, and propose a son:, [yours; King. You are right, justice, and you weigh this well; Therefore still bear the balance and the sword; The unstain'd sword that you have us'd to bear; * In your regal character and office. Now call we our high court of parliament: SCENE III. Glostershire. The Garden of SHALLOW's House. Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, BARDOLPH, the Page, and Davy. Shal. Nay, you shall see mine orchard: where, in an arbour, we will eat a last year's pippin of my own graffing, with a dish of carraways, and so forth;-come, cousin Silence;-and then to bed. Fal. You have here a goodly dwelling, and a rich. Shal. Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all, Sir John :-marry, good air-Spread, Davy; spread, Davy; well said, Davy. Fal. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your serving-man, and your husbandman. varlet, Sir John.-By the mass, I have drunk too Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good much sack at supper:-A good varlet. Now sit down, now sit down :-come, cousin. Sil. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a,-we shall [Singing. Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer, And praise heaven for the merry year ;: So merrily, And ever among so merrily. Fal. There's a merry heart!-Good Master Silence, I'll give you a health for that anon. Shal. Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy. Davy. Sweet sir, sit; [Seating BARD. and the Page at another table.] I'll be with you anon:most sweet sir, sit.-Master page, good master page, sit: proface! What you want in meat, we'll have in drink. But you must bear; The heart's all. [Exit. Shal. Be merry, Master Bardolph;-and my little soldier there, be merry. [Singing. Sil. Be merry, be merry, my wife has all; Fal. I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this mettle. [ere now. Sil. Who, I? I have been merry twice and once, Re-enter DAVY. Davy. There is a dish of leather-coats? for [Setting them before BARD. you. Shal. Davy,Davy. Your worship?-I'll be with you straight. [To BARD.]-A cup of wine, sir? Fal. Well said, Master Silence. Sil. And we shall be merry ;-now comes in the sweet of the night. [lence. Fal. Health and long life to you, Master SiSil. Fill the cup, and let it come; I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom. Shal. Honest Bardolph, welcome: If thou wantest any thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart. Welcome, my little tiny thief; [To the Page.] and welcome, indeed, too. I'll drink to Master Bardolph, and to all the cavaleroes about London. Davy. I hope to see London once ere I die. Bard. An I might see you there, Davy,Shal. By the mass, you'll crack a quart together. Ha! will you not, Master Bardolph?. Bard. Yes, sir, in a pottle pot. Shal. I thank thee:-The knave will stick by thee, I can assure thee that: he will not out; he is true bred. Bard. And I'll stick by him, sir. Shal. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing: be merry. [Knocking heard.] Look who's at door there: Ho! who knocks! [Exit DAVY. Fal. Why, now you have done me right. [TO SIL., who drinks a bumper. Do me right, [Singing. And dub me knight :* Samingo.t Sil. Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!- Pist. A fico for the world, and worldlings base! I speak of Africa, and golden joys. Fal. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news? Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof. Sil. And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John. [Sings. Pist. Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons? And shall good news be baffled? Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap. Shal. Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding. Pist. Why then, lament therefore. Shal. Give me pardon, sir;-If, sir, you come * He who drank a bumper on his knees to the health of his mistress, was dubb'd a knight for the evening. It should be domingo; it is part of a song in one of Nashe's plays. | with news from the court, I take it there is but two ways; either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am, sir, under the king, in some authority. [die. Pist. Under which king, Bezonian? speak, or Shal. Under King Harry. Pist. Harry the fourth? or fifth? Shal. Harry the fourth. Pist. A fico for thine office!Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king; Harry the fifth's the man. I speak the truth: When Pistol lies, do this, and fig me, like The bragging Spaniard. Fal. What, is the old king dead? Pist. As nail in door: the things I speak are just. Fal. Away, Bardolph; saddle my horse.— Master Robert Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine.-Pistol, I will doublecharge thee with dignities. Bard. O joyful day!-I would not take a knighthood for my fortune. Pist. What! I do bring good news? Fal. Carry Master Silence to bed.-Master Shallow, my Lord Shallow, be what thou wilt, I am fortune's steward. Get on thy boots; we'll ride all night:-0, sweet Pistol-Away, Bardolph. [Exit BARD.]-Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and, withal, devise something to do thyself good.-Boot, boot, Master Shallow; I know the young king is sick for me. Let us take any man's horses; the laws of England are at my commandment. Happy are they which have been my friends; and woe to my lord chief justice! Pist. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also! "Where is the life that late I led," say they: Why, here it is: Welcome these pleasant days. [Exeunt SCENE IV. A public Place near Westminster Abbey. 1 Groom. More rushes, more rushes. 2 Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice. 1 Groom. It will be two o'clock ere they come from the coronation: Despatch, despatch. [Exeunt Grooms Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and the Page. Fal. Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will make the king do you grace: I will leer upon him as 'a comes by; and do but mark the countenance that he will give me. Pist. Bless thy lungs, good knight. Fal. Come here, Pistol; stand behind me.O, if I had had time to have made new liveries, I would have bestowed the thousand pound Í borrowed of you. [To SHAL.] But 'tis no matter; this poor show doth better: this doth infer the zeal I had to see him. Shal. It doth so. Fal. It shows my earnestness of affection. Shal. It doth so. Fal. My devotion. Shal. It doth, it doth, it doth. Fal. As it were, to ride day and night: and not to deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience to shift me. Shal. It is most certain. Fal. But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with desire to see him: thinking of nothing else; putting all affairs else in oblivion; as if there were nothing else to be done, but to see him. Shal. 'Tis so, indeed. Pist. 'Tis semper idem, for absque hoc nihil 'Tis all in every part. [est;* [Shouts within, and the Trumpets sound. Pist. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangour sounds. Enter the KING and his Train, the Chief Justice among them. Fal. God save thy grace, King Hal! my royal Hal! Pist. The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp of fame! Fal. God save thee, my sweet boy! King. My lord chief justice, speak to that vain man. Ch. Just. Have you your wits? know you what 'tis you speak? Fal. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart! King. I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers; How ill white hairs become a fool and jester! Shal. A colour, I fear, that you will die in, Sir Fal. Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. Re-enter PRINCE JOHN, the Chief Justice, P. John. I like this fair proceeding of the He hath intent, his wonted followers P. John. The king hath call'd his parliament, Ch. Just. He hath. [expire, P. John. I will lay odds,-that, ere this year We bear our civil swords, and native fire, As far as France; I heard a bird so sing, Whose music, to my thinking, pleas'd the king. Come, will you hence? [Exeunt. EPILOGUE. SPOKEN BY A DANCER. FIRST, my fear; then, my court'sy: last, my speech. My fear is, your displeasure; my court'sy, my duty; and my speech, to beg your pardons. If you look for a good speech now. For heaven doth know, so shall the world per- you undo me: for what I have to say, is of mine ceive, That I have turn'd away my former self; Give you advancement.-Be it your charge, my To see perform'd the tenor of our word.- [Exeunt KING, and his Train. Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound. Shal. Ay, marry, Sir John; which I beseech you to let me have home with me. Fal. That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private to him: look you, he must seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancement; I will be the man yet that shall make you great. Shal. I cannot perceive how; unless you give me your doublet, and stuff me out with straw. I beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred of my thousand. Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word: this that you heard was but a colour. 'Tis all in all, and all in every part. +Henceforward. own making; and what, indeed, I should say, will, I doubt, prove mine own marring. But to the purpose, and so to the venture.- Be it known to you, (as it is very well,) I was lately here in the end of a displeasing play, to pray your patience for it, and to promise you a better. I did mean, indeed, to pay you with this; which, if, like an ill venture, it come unluckily home, L break, and you, my gentle creditors, lose. Here, I promised you, I would be, and here I commit my body to your mercies: bate me some, and I will pay you some, and, as most debtors do, promise you infinitely. If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, will you command me to use my legs? and yet that were but light payment,-to dance out of your debt. But a good conscience will make any possible satisfaction, and so will I. All the gentlewomen here have forgiven me; if the gentlemen will not, then the gentlemen do not agree with the gentlewomen, which was never seen before in such an assembly. One word more, I beseech you. If you be not too much cloyed with fat meat, our humble author will continue the story, with Sir John in it, and make you merry with fair Katharine of France where, for any thing I know, Falstaff shall die of a sweat, unless already he be killed with your hard opinions; for Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is not the man. My tongue is weary; when my legs are too, I will bid you good night: and so kneel down before you ;but, indeed, to pray for the queen.‡ a prayer for the king or queen. Hence, perhaps, the Vivant Rex & Regina, at the bottom Most of the ancient interludes conclude with of our modern play-bills. B |