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SCENE I. - Glostershire. A Hall in Shallow's and Page. ] If I were sawed into quantities, I should House.

make four dozen of such bearded hermit's staves as

master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing, to see the Enter Shallow, Falstaff, BARDOLPH, and Page. semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his :

Shal. By cock and pye, sir, you shall not away They, by observing him, do bear themselves like to-night. What, Davy, I say !

foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is Fal. You must excuse me, master Robert Shallow. turned into a justice like serving man ; their spirits

Shal. I will not excuse you ; you shall not be are so married in conjunction with the participation excused; excuses shall not be admitted; there is of society, that they flock together in consent, like no excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused.- so many wild-geese. If I had a suit to master Why, Davy!

Shallow, I would humour bis men, with the imEnter Davy.

putation of being near their master: if to his men,

I would curry with master Shallow, that no man Davy. Here, sir.

could better command his servants. It is certain, Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy, - let me see, Davy; that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is let me see : - -yea, marry, William cook, bid him caught, as men take diseases, one of another : therecome hither. — Sir John, you shall not be excused. fore, let men take heed of their company. I will

Davy. Marry, sir, thus; those precepts 6 can- devise matter enough out of this Shallow, to keep not be served : and, again, sir, — Shall we sow the prince Harry in continual laughter, the wearinghead-land with wbeat?

out of six fashions, (which is four terms, or two Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William actions,) and he shall laugh without intervallums. cook; — - Are there no young pigeons ?

O, it is much, that a lie, with a slight oath, and a Davy. Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's jest, with a sad brow 8, will do with a fellow that note, for shoeing and plough-irons.

never had the ache in his shoulders ! O, you shall Shal

. Let it be cast 7, and paid : --sir John, you see him laugh, till his face be like a wet cloak ill shall not be excused. Davy. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must

Shal. [IVithin.] Sir John! needs be had : — And, sir, do you mean to stop any Fal. I come, master Shallow; I come, master of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other


[Erit Falstaff. day at Hinckley fair ? Shal. He shall answer it: Some pigeons,

SCENE II. Westminster. A Room in the Davy; a couple of short-legged hens; a joint of

Palace. mutton; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.

Enter WARWICK, and the LORD CHIEF Justice. Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir? Shal. Yes, Davy. I will use him well; A friend

War. How now, my lord chief Justice ? whither i'the court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy. About thy business, Davy.

Ch. Just. How doth the king ?

War. Exceeding well; his cares are now all ended.
Davy. I beseech you, sir, to countenance William
Visor of Wincot against Clement Perkes of the hill.

Ch. Just. I hope, not dead

He's walk'd the way of nature; Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against And, to our purposes, he lives no more. that Visor; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge.

Ch. Just. I would his majesty had call'd me with

him : Davy. I grant your worship, that he is a knave, The service that I truly did his life, sir: but yet, heaven forbid, sir, but a knave should Hath left me open to all injuries. have some countenance at his friend's request. An

War. Indeed, I think, the young king loves you honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have served your worship truly, sir, this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice to welcome the condition of the time ;

Ch. Just. I know he doth not; and do arm myself, in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest which cannot look more hideously upon me man, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The knave is mine honest friend, sir; there | Than I have drawn it in my fantasy. fore, I beseech your worship, let him be counte- Enter Prince John, PRINCE HUMPHREY, CLAnanced.

Shal. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong.
Look about, Davy. (Exit Davy.) Where are

War. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry : you, sir John ? Come, off with your boots. — Give O, that the living Harry had the temper

Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen! me your hand, master Bardolph. Bard. I am glad to see your worship.

How many nobles then should hold their places, Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind mas

That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort !

Ch. Just. Alas! I fear, all will be overturn'd. ter Bardolph .- and welcome, my tall fellow. [To

P. John. Good morrow, cousin Warwick. the Page.j Come, sir John. [Erit SHALLOW. l'al. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow,

P. Humph. Cla. Good morrow, cousin.

P. John. We meet like men that had forgot to Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt BARDOLPH



speak. 6 Warrants.

8 A serious face

7 Cast up

War. We do remember; but our argument | Whereon, as an offender to your father, Is all too heavy to admit such talk.

I gave bold way to my authority, r John. Well, peace be with him that hath made And did commit you. If the deed were ill, us heavy!

Be you contented, wearing now the garland, Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier ! To have a son set your decrees at nought; P. Humph. O, good my lord, you have lost a To pluck down justice from your awful bench; friend indeed :

To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword And I dare swear, you borrow not that face That guards the peace and safety of your person : Of seeming sorrow; it is, sure, you own.

Nay, more: to spurn at your most royal image, P. John. Though no man be assur'd what grace And mock your workings in a second body. to find,

Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours; You stand in coldest expectation :

Be now the father, and propose a son : I am the sorrier; 'would 'twere otherwise.

Hear your own dignity so much profan’d, Cla. Well, you must now speak sir John Falstaff See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted, fair;

Behold yourself so by a son disdain’d: Which swims against your stream of quality. And then imagine me taking your part, Ch. Just. Sweet princes, what. I did, I did in And, in your power, soft silencing your son : honour,

After this cold considerance, sentence me; Led by the impartial conduct of my soul;

And, as you are a king, speak in your state', And never shall you see, that I will beg

What I have done, that misbecame my place, A ragged and forestall'd remission.

My person, or my liege's sovereignty. If truth and upright innocency fail me,

King. You are right, justice, and you weigh this I'll to the king my master that is dead,

well; And tell him who hath sent me after him.

Therefore still bear the balance, and the sword: War. Here comes the prince.

And I do wish your honours may increase,

Till you do live to see a son of mine
Enter King Henry V.

Offend you, and obey you, as I did.
Ch. Just. Good morrow; and heaven save your Happy am I, that have a man so bold,

So shall I live to speak my father's words ;
King. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty, That dares do justice on my proper son :
Sits not so easy on me as you think.

And not less happy, having such a son,
Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear;

That would deliver up his greatness so This is the English, not the Turkish court,

Into the hands of justice.

You did commit me: Not Amurath an Amurath 9 succeeds,

For which I do commit into your hand

The unstained sword that you have us'd to bear; But Harry Harry: Yet be sad, good brothers, For, to speak truth, it very well becomes you;

With this remembrance, – That you use the same Sorrow so royally in you appears,

With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit, That I will deeply put the fashion on,

As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand; And wear it in my heart. Why then, be sad :

You shall be as a father to my youth: But entertain no more of it, good brothers,

My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear; Than a joint burden laid upon us all.

And I will stoop and humble my intents For me, by Heaven, I bid you be assurd,

To your well-practis'd, wise directions. I'll be your father and your brother too;

And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you ; Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your cares.

My father is gone wild into his grave, Yet weep, that Harry's dead; and so will I:

For in his tomb lie my affections ; But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears,

And with his spirit sadly I survive;

To mock the expectation of the world;
By number, into hours of happiness.
P. John, fc. We hope no other from your majesty. Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down

To frustrate prophecies; and to raze out King. You all look strangely on me : - and you After my seeming. The tide of blood in me most ;

[To the Chier JUSTICE. You are, I think, assur’d, I love you not.

Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now:

Now doth it turn, and ebb back to the sea :
Ch. Just. I am assur'd, if I be measur'd rightly,
Your majesty hath no just cause to hate me.

Where it shall mingle with the state of floods,

And flow henceforth in formal majesty.
King. No!
How might a prince of my great hopes forget

Now call we our high court of parliament :

And let us choose such limbs of noble council, So great indignities you laid upon me? What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison

That the great body of our state may go The immediate heir of England! Was this easy ?

In equal rank with the best govern'd nation; May this be wash'd in Lethe and forgotten?

That war, or peace, or both at once, may be
Ch. Just. I then did use the person of your father; In which you, father, shall have foremost hand.

As things acquainted and familiar to us;
The image of his power lay then in me:
And, in the administration of his law,

[ To the Lord Chief JUSTICE. Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth,

Our coronation done, we will accite ',

As I before remember'd, all our state :
Your highness pleased to forget my place,
The majesty and power of law and justice,

And (heaven consigning to my good intents)

No prince, nor peer, shall have just cause to say, — The image of the king whom I presented, And struck me in my very seat of judgment;

Heaven shorten Harry's happy life one day.

(Ereunt. 9 Emperor of the Turks, died in 1596 ; his son, who suc- 1 In your regal character and office. ceeded him, had all his brothers strangled.

2 Summon

SCENE III. – Glostershire. The Garden of Davy. I hope to see London once ere I die. Shallow's House.

Bard. An I might see you there, Davy, — Enter Falstaff, Shallow, SILENCE, BARDOL.PH, Ha! will you not, master Bardolph ?

Shal. By the mass, you'll crack a quart together. the Page, and Davy.

Bard. Yes, sir, in a pottle pot. Shal. Nay, you shall see mine orchard: where, in Shal. I thank thee : – The knave will stick by an arbour, we will eat a last year's pippin of my own thee, I can assure thee that: he will not out: he is graffing, with a dish of carraways, and so forth; true bred. come, cousin Silence; - and then to bed.

Bard. And I'll stick by him, sir. Fal. You have here a goodly dwelling, and a rich. Shal. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing:

Shal. Barren, barren, barren ; beggars all, beg- be merry. [Knocking heard.] Look who's at door gars all, sir John :- marry, good sir. Spread, there: Ho! who knocks ?

[Exit Davy. Davy; spread, Davy; well said, Davy.

Fal. Why, now you have done me right. Pal. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is

[T. SILENCE, who drinks a bumper. your serving-man, and your husbandman.

Sil. Do me right,

(Singing Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good And dub me knight 5: varlet, sir John. By the mass, I have drunk too

Samingo. 6 much sack at supper : – A good varlet. Now sit Is't not so? down, now sit down : - come, cousin.

Fal. 'Tis so. Si. Ah, sirrah ! quoth-a, — we shall

Sil. Is't so? Why, then say, an old man can do Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer, somewhat.


Re-enter Davy. And praise heaven for the merry year ;

Davy. An it please your worship, there's one Pistol So merrily,

come from the court with news. And ever among so merrily.

Fal. From the court ! let him come in. Fal. There's a merry heart ! - Good master Silence, I'll give you a health for that anon.

Enter Pistol. Shal. Give master Bardolph some wine, Davy. How now, Pistol ?

Davy. Sweet sir, sit ; (Seating BARDOLPH and Pist. Save you, sir John! the Page nt another table.] I'll be with you anon; Fal. What wind blew you hither, Pistol ? most sweet sir, sit. Master page, good master Pist. Not the ill wind which blows no man to page, sit: proface ! 3 What you want in meat, we'll good. Sweet knight, thou art now one of the have in drink. But you must bear; the heart's greatest men in the realm. all.

(Exit. Sil. By'r lady, I think 'a be ; but goodman Puff Shal. Be merry, master Bardolph: - and my of Barson. little soldier there, be merry.

Pist. Puff? Sil. Be merry, be merry, my wife's as all ; Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!

[Singing. Sir John, I am thy Pistol, and thy friend, For women are shrews, both short and iall; And helter-skelter have I rode to thee; 'Trs merry in hall, when beards wag all, And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys, And welcome merry shrove-tide.

And golden times, and happy news of price. Be merry, be merry, &c.

Fal. I pr’ythee now, deliver them like a man of Fal. I did not think master Silence had been a this world. man of this mettle.

Pist. A fico for the world, and worldlings base! Sil. Who, I? I have been merry twice and once, I speak of Africa, and golden joys.

Fal. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news? Re-enter Davy.

Let king Cophetua know the truth thereof. Davy. There is a dish of leather-coats4 for you.

Sil. And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John. (Sings. [Setting them before BARDOLPH,

Pist. Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons ? Shal. Davy,

And shall good news be baffled ? Dary. Your worship ?- !'ll be with you straight. Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap. (To Bard.] – A cup of wine, sir ?

Shal. Honest gentleman, I know not yourbreeding. Sil. A cup of wine, that's brisk and fine,

Pist. Why then, lament therefore. [Singing.

Shal. Give me pardon, sir; — If, sir, you come And drink unto the lady mine ;

with news from the court, I take it, there is but And a merry heart lives long-a.

two ways; either to utter them, or to conceal them. Fal. Well said, master Silence.

I am, sir, under the king, in some authority, Sil. And we shall be merry ; - now comes in Pist. Under which king, Bezonian ? speak, or die. the sweet of the night.

Shal. Under king Harry. Fal. Health and long life to you, master Silence.


Harry the fourth ? or fifth ? Sil. Fill the cup, and let it come ;

Shal. Harry the fourth.
I'll pledge you a mile to the botlom.

A fico for thine office !-Shal. Honest Bardolph, welcome: If thou wantest Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king; any thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart. Harry the fifth's the man. I speak the truth : Welcome, my little tiny thief; [To the Page.) and When Pistol lies, do this ; and fig me, like welcome, indeed, too. — I'll drink to master Bar. The bragging Spaniard. dolph, and to all the cavaleroes about London. 5 He who drank a bumper on his knees, to the health of his


mistress, was dubb'd a knight for the evening. 3 Italian, much good may it do you.

6 It should be Domingo: it is part of a song in one of Nashe's * Apples commonly called russetines.


ere now.


Fal. What! is the old king dead ?

Pist. The heavens thee guard and keep, most Pist. As nail in door : the things I speak, are just. royal imp of fame!

Fal. Away, Bardolph ; saddle my horse. — Master Fal. Gud save thee, my sweet boy! Robert Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the King. My lord chief justice, speak to that vain land, 'tis thine. Pistol, I will double-charge thee with dignities.

Ch. Just. Have you your wits ? know you what Bard. O joyful day!- I would not take a knight

'tis you speak ? hood for my fortune.

Fal. My king ! my Jove! I speak to thee, my Pist. What? I do bring good news?

heart ! Fal. Carry master Silence to bed. Master King. I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy Shallow, my lord Shallow, be what thou wilt, I am

prayers; fortune's steward. Get on thy boots; we'll ride How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! all night:- 0, sweet Pistol : — Away Bardolph. I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, [Exit Bard.) Come, Pistol, utter more to me; So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane; and withal, devise something, to do thyself good. — But, being awake, I do despise my dream. Boot, boot, master Shallow; I know, the young Make less thy body, hences, and more thy grace ; king is sick for me. Let us take any man's horses; Leave gormandizing; know, the grave doth gape the laws of England are at my commandment. For thee thrice wider than for other men : Happy are they which have been my friends; and Reply not to me with a fool-born jest ; woe to my lord chief justice !

Presume not, that I am the thing I was . Pist. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also ! For heaven doth know, so shall the world perceive, Where is the life that late I led, say they :

That I have turn'd away my former self ; Why, here it is; Welcome these pleasant days. So will I those that kept me company,

(Exeunt. When thou dost hear I am as I have been, SCENE IV. - A public Place near Westminster Approach me; and thou shalt be as thou wast, Abbey.

The tutor and the feeder of my riots :

Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death, —
Enter Iwo Grooms, strewing Rushes.

As I have done the rest of my misleaders, 1 Groom. More rushes, more rushes.

Not to come near our person by ten miles. 2 Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice.

For competence of life, I will allow you, 1 Groom. It will be two o'clock ere they come That lack of means enforce you not to evil : from the coronation : Despatch, despatch.

And, as we hear you do reform yourselves,

[Exeunt Grooms. We will, – according to your strength, and quaEnter FALSTAFF, Shallow, Pistol, BARDOLPH,

lities, — and the Page.

Give you advancement, — Be it your charge, my Fal. Stand here by me, master Robert Shallow;

lord, I will make the king do you grace: I will leer upon To see perform'd the tenor of our word. — him, as 'a comes by; and do but mark the counte- Set on.

(Exeunt King, and his Train. nance that he will give me.

Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand Pist. Bless thy lungs, good knight.

pound. Fal. Come here, Pistol ; stand behind me.-0, Shal. Ay, marry, sir John; which I beseech you if I had had time to have made new liveries, I would to let me have home with me. have bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of Fal. That can hardly be, master Shallow. Do you. (To Shallow.) But 'tis no matter; this poor not you grieve at this ; I shall be sent for in private show doth better: this doth infer the zeal I had to to him : look you, he must seem thus to the world.

Fear not your advancement; I will be the man yet, Shal. It doth so.

that shall make you great. Fal. It shows my earnestness of affection. Shal. I cannot perceive how; unless you give Shal. It doth so.

me your doublet, and stuff me out with straw. I Fal. My devotion.

beseech you, good sir John, let me have five hundred Shal. It doth, it doth, it doth.

of my thousand. Fal. As it were, to ride day and night; and not Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word: this that to deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience you heard, was but a colour. to shift me.

Shal. A colour, I fear, that you will die in, sir Shal. It is most certain.

John. Fal. But to stand stained with travel, and sweating Fal. Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. with desire to see him: thinking of nothing else; Come, lieutenant Pistol ; — come, Bardolph :-I putting all affairs else in oblivion; as if there were shall be sent for soon at night.

[Ereunt. nothing else to be done, but to see him.

Re-enter PRINCE John, the Chief Justice, Pist. 'Tis semper idem, for absque hoc nihil est 7 : 'Tis all in every part.

Officers, &c. Shal. 'Tis so indeed.

P. John. I like this fair proceeding of the king's; [Shouts within, and the Trumpets sound. He hath intent, his wonted followers Pist. There roar'd the sea, the trumpet-clangor Shall all be very well provided for; sounds.

But all are banish'd, till their conversations Enter the King and his Train, the Chief Justice Appear more wise and modest to the world.

Ch. Just. And so they are.

P. John. The king hath call’d his parliament, ing Fal. God save thy grace, king Hal! my royal Hal!

lord. 7 'Tis all in all, and all in every part.

8 Henceforward.

see him.

among them.

Ch. Just. He hath.

As far as France: I heard a bird so sing, P. John. I will lay odds, - that ere this year Whose musick, to my thinking, pleas'd the king. expire,

Come, will you hence ? We bear our civil swords, and native fire,


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First, my fear; then, my court'sy; last, my | but light payment, - to dance out of your debt. But speech. My fear is, your displeasure ; my court'sy, a good conscience will make any possible salisfaction, my duty; and my speech, to beg your pardons. If | and so will I. All the gentlewomen here have foryou look for a good speech now, you undo me: for given me; if the genllemen will not, then the gentlewhat I have to say, is of mine own making; and men do not agree with the gentlewomen, which was what, indeed, I should say, will, I doubt, prove mine never seen before in such an assembly. own marring. But to the purpose, and so to the One word more, I beseech you. If you be not too

Be it known to you, (as it is very well,) much cloyed with fat meat, our humble author will I was lately here in the end of a displeasing play, lo continue the story, with sir John in it, and make you pray your patience for it, and to promise you a merry with fair Katharine of France : where, for better. I did mean, indeed, to pay you with this; any thing I know, Falstaff shall die of a sweat, unless which, if, like an ill venture, it come unluckily home, already he be killed with your hard opinions ; for I break, and you, my gentle creditors lose. Here, I Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is nol the man. promised you, I would be, and here I commit my My tongue is weary ; when my legs are too, I will body to your mercies: bate me some, and I will pay bid you good night : and so kneel down before you ; you some, and as most debtors do, promise you - but, indeed, to pray for the queen. 9 infinitely. If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, will the king or queen. Hence, perhaps, the Vivant Rex & Regina,


9 Most of the ancient interludes conclude with a prayer for you command me to use my legs and yet that were at the bottom of our modern play-bills.

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