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Poins. Falstaff !-fast asleep behind the arras, The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes; and shorting like a horse.

The goats ran from the mountains, and the P. Hen. Hark, bow hard he fetches breath :

herds Search bis pockets. [Poins searches.] What were strangely clamorous to the frighted

fields. hast thou founi! Poins. Nothing but papers, my lord.

These signs have mark'd me extraordinary ; P. Hen. Let's see what they be ; read them. And all the courses of iny life do show, Poins. Ite.n, A capou, 23. 2d.

I am not in the roll of coin.on mel). Item, Sauce 4d.

Where is he living,-clipp'd in with tbe sea Item, Sack, two gallons, 5s. 8d.

That chides the banks of England, Scotland, Item, Anchovies, and sack after supper, 2s. 60.

Wales, Item, Bread, a halfpenny.

Which calls me pupil, or hatb read to me? P. Hen. O monstrous ! but one half penny. | Aud bring him out, that is but woman's son, worth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack! Can trace me in the tedious ways of art, - What there is else, keep close ; we'll read it and hold me pace in deep experiments. at more advantage: there let bim sleep till day. Hot. I think there is no man speaks better I'll to the court in the morning : we must all to

Welsh : the wars, and thy place shall be honourable. l'il I will to dinner. procure this fat rogue a charge of foot; and, I Mort. Peace, cousin Percy; you will make kuow, bis death will be a march of twelvescore.

him mad. The money sball be paid back again with advan) - Glend. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. tage. Te with me betimes in the morning; and Hot. Why, so can I; or so can any man : so good morrow, Poins.

But will they come wben you do call for them! Porns. Good morrow, good my lord. (Ereunt. Glend. Why, I can teach you, cousin, to com

The devil.

Dand Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the

devil, ACT III.

By telling truth ; Tell truth, and shame the de.

vil. SCENE I.- Bangor.- A Room in the Arch. If thou have power to raise him, bring deacon's House.


And I'll be sworn I have power to shame bim Enter HotSPUR, WORCESTER, MORTIMER, and


Oh! wbile you live, tell truth and shame the Mort. These promises are fair, the parties


Mort. Come, come,
And our induction full of prosperous hope. No more of this unprofitable chat.

Hot. Lord Mortimer, and cousin Glendower, Glend. Three times hath Heury Bolingbroke
Will you sit down ?-

made head And, uucle Worcester :-A plague upon it! Against my power : thrice from the banks of I have forgot the inap.

Wye, Glend. No, here it is.

And sandy-bottom'd Severn, have I sent him. Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur : Bootless • home, and weather

baten back, For by that naine as oft as Lancaster

Hot. Home without boots, and in foal weaDoth speak of you, his cheek looks pale, and,

ther too! with

How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name ! A rising sigb, be wisheth you in beaven.

Glend. Come, bere's the map : Shall we di. Hot. And you in hell, as often as he hears

vide our right, Owen Glendower spoke of.

According to our three-fold order ta'en !
Glend. I cannot blame him : at my nativity, Mort. The archdeacon bath divided it
The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes, Into three limits, very equally :
Of buruing cressets ;+ and, at my birth,

England, from Trent aud Severn hitherto,
The frame and huge foundation of the earth By south and east, is to my part assign'd:
Sbak'd like a coward.

All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore, Hot. Wby, so it would hare done

And all the fertile land within that bound, At the same season, if your mother's cat had To Owen Glendower :-and, dear coz, to You But kitten'd, though yoursell bad ne'er been the remnant northward, lying off from Trebt. bort.

And our indentures tripartite + are drawn; Glen. I say the earth did shake wben I was Which, being sealed interchangeably, born.

(A business that this niglit may execute,) Hot. And I say the earth was not of ny Tomorrow, cousin Perey, you and I, n ind,

And my good lord of Worcester, will set forth, If you suppose, as fearing yon it shook.

To meet father and the Scottish power, Glend. The heavens were all on fire, the As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury. earth did tremble.

My father Glendower is not ready yet, Hot. Oh! then the earth shook to see the hea. Nor sball we need bis help these fourtera vens on fire,

days :And not in fear of your nativity.

Within that space, (To Glend.) you may have Diseased nature of botines breaks forth

drawn together In strange eruptions : oft the teenniug earth Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentle Is with a kind of colic pinch'd and vex'd

men. By the imprisoning of unruly wiud

Glend. A shorter time sball send me to you, Within ber womb; which, for enlargement

lords, striving,

(down And in my conduct shall your ladies cone : Shakes the old beldame earth, and topples : Froin w bom you now must steal, and take bo Steeples and moss-grown towers. At yonr birth,

leave ; Our grandam earth, having this distemperature, For there will be a world of water shed, In passion sbook.

Upon the parting of your wives and you. Glend. Cousin, of many men

Hot. Metbinks my moiety, I north from Bur. I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave

ton here, To tell you once again, thai, at my birth, In quantity equals not one of your's:

See, bow this river comes me cranking in • Beginning, + Lights set cross ways upon

And cuts me from the best of all my lado, beacons and also upon poles, which were used in processivu, &c. Tumbles

• Unsuccessful. + Three copies. : Portion.

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with you,

A huge half moon, a monstrous cantle • out. In strange concealments; valiant as a lion,
I'll bave the current in this place damm'd up; Aud wond'rous attable ; and as bountiful
And here the smug and silver Trent shall run, As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin ?
In a new channel, fair and evenly :

He holds your temper in a high respect,
It sball pot wind with such a deep indent, And curbs hiinself even of his natural scope,
To rob ine of so rich a bottom bere.

When you do cross his humour; faith, be Glend. Not wind ? it shall, it must : you see does : it doth.

I warrant you, that man is not alive, Mort. Yea,

Might so have tempted him as you have done But mark how he bears his course, and runs Without the taste of danger and reproof; me up

But do not use it oft, let me entreat you. With like advantage on the other side ;

Wor. In faith, my lord, you are too wilful. Geiding the opposed continent as much,

blame ; As on the other side it takes from you.

And since your coming bither have done enough Wor. Yea, but a little charge will trench him to put him quite beside bis patience. bere,

You must needs learn, lord, to amend this And on this worth side win this cape of land;

fault : And then be runs straight and even.

Though sometimes it show greatness, courage, Hot. I'll have it so; a little charge will do it.

blood, Glend. I will not have it alter'd.

(And that's the dearest grace it renders yon,) Hot. Will not you ?

Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage, Glend. No, por you shall not.

Defect of manners, want of government, Hot. Who shall say me nay?

Pride, baughtiness, opinion, and disdain : Glend. Why, that will i.

The least of which, baunting a nobleman, Hof. Let me not understand it then,

Loseth men's bearts; and leaves behind Speak it in Welsh.

stain Gierd. I can speak English, lord, as well as Upon the beauty of all parts besides, you :

Beguiling them of commendation. For I was train'd up in the English court : Hot. Well, I am school'd; good manners be Where, being but young, I framed to the harp

your speed ! Many an Euglish ditty, lovely well,

Here comes our wives, and let us take our And gave the tongue a helpful ornament ;

leave. A virtue that was never seen in you. Hot. Marry, and I'm glad of it with all my Re-enter GLENDOWER, with the LADIES. beart;

Mort. This is the deadly spite that angers I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew, Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers : My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh. I had rather bear a brazen caustick + turn'd, Glend. My daughter weeps ; she will uot part Or a dry wheel grate ou an axle-tree; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, She'll be a soldier too, she'll to the wars. Nothing so much as mincing poetry;

Mort. Good father tell her, that she and my 'Tis like the forc'd gait of a shuttling nag.

aunt Percy, Glend. Come, you shall have Trent turn'd. Sball follow in your conduct • speedily Hot. I do not care : I'll give thrice so much (GLENDOWER speaks to his Daughter in land

Welsh, and she answers him in the To any well-deserving friend ; Bat, in the way of bargain, mark ye me, Glend. She's desperate here ; a peevish self. I'll canl on the ninth part of a bair.

will'd barlotry. Are the indentures drawn ! sball we be gone One no persuasion cau do good upon. Glend. The moon shiues fair, you may away (Lady M. speaks to MORTIMER in Welsh. by night:

Mort. I understand thy looks : that pretty I'll baste the writer, I and, withal,

Welsh Break with your wives of your departure hence : Which thou pourest down from these swelling I am afraid my daughter will run inad,

heavens, So much she doteth on her Mortimer.

I am too perfect in; and, but for shame,

(Erit. In such a parley would I answer thee. Mort. Fie, cousin Percy! how you cross my

(Lady M. speaks. father!

I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, Hot. I cannot choose : sometimes he angers And that's a feeling disputation : me,

But I will never be a truant, love, With telling me of the moldwarp and the ant, Till I have learn'd thy language ; for thy Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies ;

tongue And of a dragon and a fivless fish,

Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penu'd, A clip-wing'd griffin, and a moulten raven, Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower, A cuuching lion, and a ramping cat,

With ravisbing division, to her Jule. And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff

Glend. Nay, if you melt, tben will she run As puts me from my faith. I tell you what,


(Lady M. speaks uguin. He beid me, but last night, at least nine Mort. Oh! I am ignorance itself in this. bours,

Glend. She bids you
In reckoning up the several devils' names, Upon the wanton rushes lay you down,
That were bis lackeys: I cried, humph,-and and rest your gentle head upon her lap,
well,--go to,-

And she will sing the song that pleaseth you, But mark'a 'him not a word. Obl he's as te. And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep, dious

Charining your blood with pleasing heaviness ; As is a tired horse, a railing wife ;

Making such difference 'twint wake and sleep, Worse than a smoky bouse :-1 bad rather As is ihe difference betwixt day and nigbt, live

The hour before the heavenly-harness'd team With cheese and garlic, in a windmill, far, Begins his golden progress in the east. Tssa feed on cates, and have him talk to me, Mort. With all my beart I'll sit, and hear In any summer-bouse in Cbristendom.

her sing : Mort. In faith, he is a worthy gentleman ; By that time will our book, + I think, be drawn. Excechugly well sead, and protited

Glend. Do so;

And those musicians that sball play to you, • Corner

+ Candlestick. · The writer of the articles.

• Escort.

t Our paper of conditions.


Hang in the air a thousand leagues from As thou art match'd witbal, and grafted to, hence ;

Accompany the greatness of thy blood, Yet straight they shall be here : sit, and at And hold their level with thy princely beart! tend.

K. Hen. So please your majesty, I would I

could Hot. Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down : Come, quick, quick ; that I may lay my Quit all offences with as clear excuse, bead in thy lap.

As well as, I am doubtless, I can purge Lady P. Go, ye giddy goose.

Myself of many I am charg'd wilbal :

Yet such extenuation let me beg, GLENDOWER speaks some Welsh words, and As, in reproof of many tales devis'd, then the Music plays.

Which oft the ear of greatness nerds must bear, Hot. Now I perceive the devil understands By smiling pick-thanks and base newsuionWelsb:

gers, And 'tis no inarvel he's so humorous.

I may, for some things true, wherein my youth By'r lady, he's a good inusician.

Hath faulty wander'd and irregular, Lady P. Then should you be nothing but Find pardon on my true submission. musical ; for you are altogether governed by bu. K. Hen. God pardon thee 1-yet let me wen mours. Lie still, ye thief, and hear the lady

der, Harry, sing in Welsh.

At thy affections whicb do hold a wing Hot. I bad rather hear Lady, my bracb, Quite from the fight of all thy ancestors. howl in Irish.

Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost, Lady P. Would'st thou bave thy head Which by thy younger brother is supplied ; broken 1

And art almost an alien to the hearts Hot. No.

of all the court and princes of my blood : Lady P. Then be stil!.

The hope and expectation of tby uime Hot. Neither ; 'tis a woman's fault.

Is ruin'd ; and the soul of every man Lady P. Now God help thee!

Prophetically does fore-think thy fall. Hot. To the Welsh lady's bed.

Had I so lavish of my presence been, Lady P. What's that?

So common-hackney'd in the eyes of ken, Hot. Peace ! she sings.

So stale and cheap to vulgar company ;

Opinion, that did belp me to the crowa,
A Welsh Song sung by Lady M. Had still kept loyal to possession ; +
Hot. Come, Kate, I'll bave your song too.

And left me in reputeless banishment,
Lady P. Nut mine, in good sootb.

A fellow of no mark, nor likelihood. Hot. Not your's, in good sooth! 'Heart, you By being seldom seen, I could not stir swear like a comfit-maker's wife ! Not you, in But, like a comet, I was wonder'd at: good sooth ; aud, As true as I live ; and, As That men would tell their childien, That is ke, God shall mend me ; and, As sure as day :

Olbers would say,–Where? which is beling. And giv'st such sarceuet sureis for thy oaths,

broke ! As if thou never walk'dst further than Fius And then I stole all courtesy from heaven, bury. +

And dress'd myself in such humility, Swear me, Kate, like a lady, as thou art, That I did pluck allegiance from men's bearts, A good mouth-tilling oath ; and leave in sooth, Loud shouts aud salutations from their weaths, And sucb protest of pepper-gingerbread,

Even in the presence of the crowned kilig To velvet-guards and Sunday-ciuzens.

Thus did I keep my person fresh and new ; Come, sing.

My presence, like a robe pontifical, Lady P. I will not sing.

Ne'er seen, but wonder'd at : and so my state, Hot. 'Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a frasl; redbreast teacher. An the indentures be drawn, And won, by rareness, such solemnity. I'll away witbiu these two hours ; aud so come Tbe skipping king, he ambled up and down in when ye will.

(Erit. With shallow jesters, and rasb baviu i wiis, Glend. Come, come, lord Mortimer ; you are suon kindied, and soon burad: caided his as slow,

state ; As hot lord Percy is on fire to go.

Mingled his royalty with capering fools ; By this our book's drawn; we'll but seal, and Had bis great name profaned with their scortasi then

And gave his countenance, against his usme, To borse immediately.

To laugh at gibing boys, and stand the past Mort. With all my heart.

(Exeunt. of every beardless vain consparative : $

Grew a companion to the coannoa stierts, SCENE II.--London.-A Room in the Palace. Enfeoft'd I himself to popularity :

That being daily swallow'd by men's eyes, Enter King HENRY, Prince of WALES, and They surfeited with houey ; and began Lords.

To loathe the taste of sweetness, wherear a K. Hen. Lords, give us leave; the prince of

little Wales and I,

More than a little is by much too much. Must bave some conference : But be near at So, when be had occasion to be seen, band,

He was but as the cuckoo is in June, For we shall presently bave need of you.- Heard, not regarded ; seca, but with such

(Exeunt Lords.

eyes, I know not whether God will have it so,

As, sick and blunted with community, For some displeasing service I have done,

Afford no extraordinary gaze, That in bis secret doom, out of my blood

Such as is bent on sun-like majesty He'll breed revengement and a scourge for When it shines seldom in ada iring eyes : me :

But rather drowz'd, and bung their eye-lis But thou dost, in thy passages of life,

down, Make me believe, that thou art only mark'd Slept in his face, and render'd such aspáct For the bot vengeance and the rod of heaven, As cloudy men use to their adversaras ; To punish my mis-treadings. Tell me else, Being with his presence glutted, gorg'], and Could such inordinate and low desires,

full. Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mcan And in that very line, Harry, stand'st tbon : attempts.

For thou bast lost tby princely privilege, Stich barren pleasures, rude society,

• Officious parasites. • Hound. + In Moorfields.

True to him that last eben possession of the con # The finery of cookies.

1 Brusl wood.


i Panssa.

With vile participation; not an eye

The long-grown wounds of my intemperance: But is a-weary of thy common sight,

If not, the end of life cancels all bands; Save mine, which hath desir'd to see thee And I will die a hundred thousand deaths, more ;

Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow. Which now doth that I would not bave it do, K. Hen. A hundred thousand rebels die in Make blind itself with foolish tenderness.

this :P. Hen. I shall hereafter, my thrice-yracious Thou shalt have charge, and sovereign trust, lord,

ucrein. Be more myself. X. Hen. For all the world,

Enter BLUNT. As thou art to this hour, was Richard then, How now, good Blunt ? thy looks are full of When I from France set foot at Ravenspurg ;

speed. And even as I was then, is Percy now.

Blunt. So hath the business that I come to Now by my sceptre, and my soul to boot,

speak of. He hath more worthy interest to the state, Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word, Than thou, the shadow of succession :

That Douglas and the English rebels met, For, of no right, nor colour like to right, The eleventh of this month, at Shrewsbury : He doth till fields with harness in the realm ; A mighty and a fearful head they are, Turas head against the lion's armed jaws ; If promises be kept on every hand, And, being no more in debt to years than As ever offer'd foul play in a state. ton,

K. Hen. The earl of Westmoreland set forth Leads ancient lords and reverend bishops on

to-day ; To bloody battles and to bruising arms.

With him my son, lord John of Lancaster; What never-dying honour liath he got

For this advertisement is five days oid :Against renowned Douglas ; whose high deeds, On Weduesday next, Harry, you shall set Wbuse bot incursions, and great name in arms, Forward ; on Thursday, we ourselves will Hoids from all soldiers chief majority,

march : And military title capital,

Our meeting is Bridgnorth : and, Harry, you 'Drough all the kingdoms that acknowledge Shall march through Glostershire; by which Cbrist 1

account, Thrice bath this Hotspur Mars in swathing Our business valued, some twelve days bence clothes,

Our general forces at Bridgnorth shall meet. This infant warrior, in his enterprizes,

Our hands are full of business : let's away ; Discomited great Douglas : ta’en him once, Advantage feeds bin fat, while men delay. Enlarged bim, and made a friend of him,

(Ereunt. To fill the mouth of deep defance up, And shake the peace and safety of our throne. SCENE III.--Eastcheap.- A Room in the And what say you to this ? Percy, Northum

Boar's Head Tavern.
The a.chbishop's grace of York, Douglas,


Fal. Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely Capitalate + against us and are up.

since this last action ? do I not bate? do I not Bat #berefore do I tell these news to thee? dwindle ? Why, my skin hangs about me like Wby, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes,

an old lady's loose gown; I am witber'd like Wolch art my near'st and dearest I enemy? an old apple-Jobp. Well, I'll repent, and that Tbou that art like enough (through vassal suddenly, while I am in some liking;: ! shall fear,

be out of heart shortly, and then I shall have Base inclination, and the start of spleen,) no strength to repelit. An I have not forgotten To fgbt agalost me under Percy's pay,

what the inside of a church is made of, I am To dog his beels, and court'sy at his frowns, a pepper-corn, a brewer's horse ; the inside of To show how much degenerate thou art. a church! Company, villainous company, bath P. Hen. Do not think so, you shall not find been the spoil of me. it so ;

Bard. Sir John, you are so fretful, you can. And God forgive them, that have so much not live long. sway'd

Fal. Why, there is it :-come, sing ne a Your majesty's good thoughts away from me! bawdy song ; make me merry. I was as vir. I will redeein all this on Percy's bead,

tuously given, as a gentleman need to be ; virAnd, in the closing of some glorious day, tuons enough : swore little ; diced, not above Be bold to tell you that I am your son ;

seven times a week ; went to a bawdy-house, When I will wear a garment all of blood, not above once in a quarter--of an hour ; paid And stain my favours with a bloody mask, money that I borrowed, three or four times ; Which, wash'd away, shall scour my hame lived well, an in good compass : and now I with it.

live out of all order, out of all compass. And that shall be the day, whene'er it lights, Bard. Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that That this same child of honour and renown, you must needs be out of all compass ; out of Tuis callant Hotspur, this all-praised knight, all reasonable compass, Sir John, And yoas onthought-of Harry, chance to meet : Fal. Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend Fut every honour sitting on his helm,

my life : Thou art our admiral, + thout bearest ** cald tbey were multitudes; and on my the lantern in the poop,--but 'lis in the nose of head

thee ; thou art the knight of the burning My sbames rodonbled ! for the time will come, lamp. That I shall make this northern youth exchange Bard. Why, Sir John, my face does you no His glorious deeds for my indignities.

harm. Pecy is but my factor, good my lord,

Fal. No, I'll be sworn; I make as good use To engroes np glorious deeds on my behalf; of it as many a man doth of a death's hrad, or And I will call him to 80 strict account,

a memento mori : I never see thy face, but I That be shall render every glory up,

think upon bell-tire, and Dives that lived in Yea, even the slightest worship of his time, purple ; for there he is in his robes, boring, ( I will tear the reckoning from bis heart burning. If thou wert any way given to virtue, This, in the name of God, I promise bere : I would swear by thy face ; my oath should Tee which, if be be pleas'a i sball perform, be, By this fire: but thou art altogether given I do beseecb your majesty, may salve

over; and wert indeed, but for the light in thy


+ Combine.

# Ilave some fesh.
† Admiral's ship.

I Most fatal.

face, the son of utter darkness. When thou P. Hei ran'at up Gads bill in the night to catch my Fal. 1 horse, if I did not think thou badst been an four bond ignis fatuus, or a ball of wildfire, there's no ring of in purchase in money. o thou art a perpetual P. He triumph, an everlasting bontre-light! Thou Host. bast sav'd me a thousand marks in links and heard yo torches, walking with thee in the night betwixt speaks m tavern and tavern : but the sack that thou hast man as h drunk me, would bave bought me lights as Р. Не good cheap, at the dearest chandler's in Europe. Host. i have maintain'd that salamander of your's hood in with fire, any time this two and thirty years ; Fal. 1 Heaven reward me for it!

stewed p Bard. 'Sblood, I would my face were in in a dr your belly!

Marian Fal. God a-mercy ' so should I be sure to be to thee. heart-burued.


Fal. Enter Hostess.

God on, How now, dame Partlet the hen?. have you Host. inquired yet who picked my pocket?

would tl Host. Why, Sir John ! what do you think, man's w Sir John? Do you think I keep thieves in my thou art house? I have searched, I have inquired, so Fal. has my husbaud, man by man, boy by boy, a beast servant by servant : the tithe of a hair was Host. never lost in my house before.

Fal. Fal. You lie, bostess ; Bardolph was shaved, P. H and lost many 3 hair : and I'll be swom, my Fal. pocket was picked : Go to, you are a woman, man kn go.

Host Host. Who, 1 ? I defy thee : I was never called thou or so in mine own house before.

thou kn Fal. Go to, I know you well enough.

P. H Host. No, Sir John, you do not know me, Sir slanders John: I know you, Sir John : you owe me

Host money, Sir John, and nory you pick a quarrel other di to beguile me of it: I bought you a dozen of P. 1 shirts to your hack.

pound? Fal. Dowłas, filthy dowlas; I have given Fal. them away to bakers' wives, and they have thy love made bolters of them.

love. Host. Now, as I am a true woman, holland Host of eight shillings an ell. You owe money here said he besides, Sir John, for your diet, and by-drink Fal. ings, and money lent you, four and twenty Bar pound.

Fal. Fal. He had his part of it ; let him pay.

P. 1 Host. He? alas, he is poor; he hatb no good a thing.

Fal. Fal. How ! poor? look upon his face; What but n call yon rich ! let them coin his nose, let them fear t coin bis cheeks ; l'll not pay a denier. What, whelp. will you make a younker of me? sball I not take mine ease in mine inn, but I shall bave

Fal my pocket picked? I have lost a seal-ring of lion: iny grandfather's worth forty mark.

father Host. O Jesu ! I have heard the prince tell break ! bim, I know not how oft, that that ring was P. copper

fall at Fal. How! the prince is a Jack, + a sneak room 1 cup; and if he were here, I would cudgel bim of thi like a dog, if he would say so.

ritr. Enter Prince HENRY and Poins, marching: bossed


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thy po FALSTAFF meets the PRINCE, playing on his truncheon like a fife.


bandy Fal. How now, lad ? is the wind in that door sugari'faithmust we all march?

pocket Bard. Yea, two and two, Newgate-fashion !

these, Host. My lord, I pray you, hear me.

P. Hen. What sayest thou, mistress Qnickly ?asham How does thy husband ? I love him well, he is Fal an honest man.

the st Host. Good my lord, hear me.

should Fal. Pr'ythee let her alone, and list to me. lainy 1 P. Hen. What sayest thou, Jack ?

man; Fal. The other night I fell asleep here be then, hind the arras, and bad my pocket picked : this house is turned bawdy-house, they pick Put pockete.

• А ! In the story-book of Reynard the Fox. dancer "A term of contempt frequently used by Shakspeare.

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