Heard he the good newes yet tell it him Hum. He altred much vpon the hearing it Prince If he be sicke with ioy hee le recouer without phisicke War Not so much noyse my Lords sweete prince speake lowe the King your father is disposde to sleepe Cla. Let vs withdraw into the other roome War Wilt please your Grace to go along with vs Prince No I wil sit and watch heere by the King Why doth the Crowne he there vpon his pillow Being so troublesome a bedfellow O polisht perturbation golden care That keepst the ports of Slumber open wide To many a watchfull night sleepe with it now Yet not so sound and halfe so deeply sweete As he whose brow with homely biggen bound Snores out the watch of night O maiestie When thou dost pinch thy bearer thou dost sit Like a rich armour worne in heate of day That scaldst with safty by his gates of breath There lies a dowlny feather which stirs not Did he suspire that light and weightlesse dowlne Perforce must moue my gracious lord my father This sleepe is sound indeede this is a sleepe That from this golden Rigoll hath diuorst So many English Kings thy deaw from me Is teares and heauy sorowes of the blood Which nature loue and filiall tendernesse Shall O deare father pay thee plenteously My due from thee is this imperiall Crowne Which as immediate from thy place and blood Deriues it selfe to me loe where it sits Which God shal guard and put the worlds whole strength Into one giant arme it shal not force This lineal honor from me this from thee Will I to mine leaue as t is left to me exit Enter Warwicke Gloucester Clarence King Warwicke Gloucester Clarence Clar. Doth the King cal War What would your Maiestie King Why did you leaue me here alone my lords Cla. We left the prince my brother here my liege who vndertooke to sit and watch by you King The prince of Wales where is he let me see him he is not here War This doore is open he is gone this way Hum. He came not through the chamber where we staide King Where is the Crowne who took it from my pillow War When we withdrew my liege we left it here King The Prince hath tane it hence go seeke him out Is he so hastie that he doth suppose my sleepe my death Finde him my lord of Warwicke chide him hither This part of his conioynes with my disease And helps to end me see sonnes what things you are How quickly nature falls into reuolt When gold becomes her obiect For this the foolish ouer-carefull fathers Haue broke their sleepe with thoughts Their braines with care their bones with industry For this they haue ingrossed and pilld vp The cankred heapes of strange atcheeued gold For this they haue beene thoughtfull to inuest Their sonnes with arts and martiall exercises When like the bee toling from euery flower Our thigh packt with waxe our mouthes with hony We bring it to the hiue and like the bees Are murdred for our paines this bitter taste Yeelds his engrossements to the ending father Now where is he that will not stay so long Till his friend sicknesse hands determind me Enter Warwickâ— War My Lord I found the prince in the next roome Washing with kindly teares his gentle cheekes VVith such a deepe demeanour in great sorrow That tyranny which neuer quaft but bloud VVould by beholding him haue washt his knife VVith gentle eie-drops hee is comming hither Enter Harry King But wherefore did he take away the crowne Eâ—ewhere he comes come hither to me Harry Depart the chamber leaue vs here alone exeunt Harry I neuer thought to heare you speake againe King Thy wish was father Harry to that thought I stay too long by thee I weary thee Dost thou so hunger for mine emptie chaire That thou wilt needes inuest thee with my honors Before thy howre be ripe O foolish youth Thou seekst the greatnesse that will ouerwhelme thee Stay but a little for my clowd of dignity Is held from falling with so weake a wind That it will quickly drop my day is dim Thou hast stolne that which after some few houres VVere thine without offence and at my death Thou hast seald vp my expectation Thy life did manifest thou lou'dst me not And thou wilt haue me die assurde of it Thou hidst a thousand daggers in thy thoughts VVhom thou hast whetted on thy stony heart To stab at halfe an hower of my life VVhat canst thou not forbeare me halfe an hower Then get thee gone and digge my graue thy selfe And bid the mery bells ring to thine eare That thou art crowned not that I am dead Let all the teares that should bedew my hearse Be drops of Balme to sanctifie thy head Only compouud me with forgotten dust Giue that which gaue thee life vnto the wormes Plucke downe my officers breake my decrees For now a time is come to mocke at Forme Harry the fift is crownd vp vanitie Downe royall state all you sage counsailers hence And to the English Court assemble now From euery region apes of idlenesse Now neighbour confines purge you of your scumme Haue you a ruffin that will sweare drinke daunce Reuell the night rob murder and commit The oldest sinnes the newest kind of waies Be happy he will trouble you no more England shal double gild his trebble gilt England shall giue him office honour might For the fift Harry from curbd licence plucks The mussel of restraint and the wild dogge Shal flesh his tooth on euery innocent O my poore kingdome sicke with ciuill blowes VVhen that my care could not withhold thy riots VVhat wilt thou do when riot is thy care O thou wilt be a wildernesse againe Peopled with woolues thy old inhabitants Prince O pardon me my liege but for my teares The moist impediments vnto my speech I had forestald this deere and deep rebuke Ere you with griefe had spoke and I had heard The course of it so far there is your crowne And he that weares the crowne immortally Long gard it yours if I affect it more Then as your honour and as your renowne Let me no more from this obedience rise VVhich my most inward true and duteous spirit Teacheth this prostrate and exterior bending God witnesse with me When I here came in And found no course of breath within your maiesty How cold it strooke my heart if I do faine O let me in my present wildnesse die And neuer liue to shew th'incredulous world The noble change that I haue purposed Comming to looke on you thinking you dead And dead almost my liege to thinke you were I spake vnto this crowne as hauing fence And thus vpbraided it the care on thee depending Hath fed vpon the body of my father Therefore thou best of gold art worse then gold Other lesse fine in karrat more precious Preseruing life in medcine potable But thou most fine most honourd most renown'd Hast eate
What 's the matter Bard. Bid mistris Tere-sheete come to my maister Host. O runne Doll runne runne good Doll come shee comes blubberd yea wil you come Doll exeunt Enter Iustice Shallow and Iustice Silens Sha. Come on come on come on giue me your hand sir giue me your hand sir an early stirrer by the Roode and how doth my good coosin Silence Si. Good morrow good coosine Shallow Sha. And how doth my coosin your bedfellow and your fairest daughter and mine my god-daughter Ellen Si. Alas a blacke woosel coosin Shallow Sha. By yea and no sir I dare say my coosin William is become a good scholler he is at Oxford stil is he not Si. Indeede sir to my cost Sha. A must then to the Innes a court shortly I was once of Clements Inne where I thinke they wil talke of mad Shallow yet Si. You were calld Lusty Shallow then coosin Sha. By the masse I was calld any thing and I would haue done any thing indeede too and roundly too there was I and little Iohn Doyt of Staffordshire and blacke George Barnes and Francis Pickebone and Will Squele a Cotsole man you had not foure such swinge bucklers in all the Innes a court againe and I may say to you wee knewe where the bona robes were and had the best of them all at commaundement then was Iacke Falstaffe now sir Iohn a boy and page to Thomas Mowbray duke of Norffolke Si. This sir Iohn coosin that comes hither anone about souldiers Sha. The same sir Iohn the very same I see him breake Skoggins head at the Court gate when a was a Cracke not thus high and the very same day did I fight with one Samson Stockefish a Fruiterer behinde Greyes Inne Iesu Iesu the mad dayes that I haue spent and to see how many of my olde acquaintance are dead Si. We shal all follow coosin Sha. Certaine t is certaine very sure very sure death as the Psalmist saith is certaine to all all shall die How a good yoke of bullockes at Samforth faire Si. By my troth I was not there Sha. Death is certaine Is old Dooble of your towne liuing yet Si. Dead sir. Sha. Iesu Iesu dead a drew a good bow and dead a shot a fine shoote Iohn a Gaunt loued him well and betted much money on his head Dead a woulde haue clapt i th clowt at twelue score and carried you a forehand shaft a fourteene and foureteene and a halfe that it would haue doone a mans heart good to see How a score of Ewes now Si. Thereafter as they bee a score of good ewes may bee worth ten pounds Sha. And is olde Dooble dead Si. Here come two of sir Iohn Falstaffes men as I thinke Enter Bardolfe and one with him Good morrow honest gentlemen Bardolfe I beseech you which is iustice Shallow Sha I am Robart Shallowe sir a poore Esquier of this Countie and one of the Kings iustices of the peace what is your good pleasure with me Bard My Captaine sir commends him to you my Captain sir Iohn Falstaffe a tall gentleman by heauen and a most gallant Leader Sha He greetes me wel sir I knew him a good backsword man how doth the good Knight may I aske how my Ladie his wife doth Bar. Sir pardon a souldiour is better accommodate theâ— with a wife Shal. It is well said infaith sir and it is well said indeed too better accomodated it is good yea indeede is it good phrases are surely and euer were very commendable accommodated it comes of accommodo very good a good phrase Bar. Pardon sir I haue heard the word Phrase call you it by this daye I knowe not the phrase but I will maintaine the word with my sword to be a souldierlike word and a word of exceeding good command by heauen accommodated that is when a man is as they say accommodated or when a man is being whereby a may be thought to be accommodated which is an excellent thing Enter Falstaffe Iust. It is very iust look here comes good sir Iohn giue me your good hand giue me your worshippes good hand by my troth you like well and beare your yeeres very well welcome good sir Iohn Falst. I am glad to see you well good master Robert Shallow master Soccard as I thinke Shal. No sir Iohn it is my cosen Scilens in commssion with me Falst. Good master Scilens it well befits you should be of the peace Scil. Your good worship is welcome Fal. Fie this is hot weather gentlemen haue you prouided me here halfe a dozen sufficient men Shal. Mary haue we sir wil you sit Fal. Let me see them I beseech you Shal. Where 's the roule where 's the roule where 's the roule let me see let me see let me see so so so so so so so yea mary sir Rafe Mouldy let them appeare as I cal let them do so let them do so let me see where is Mouldy Mouldy Here and 't please you Shal. What think you sir Iohn a good limbde felow yong strong and of good friends Fal. Is thy name Mouldie Moul. Yea and 't please you Fal. T is the more time thou wert vsde Shal. Ha ha ha most excellent yfaith things that are mouldy lacke vse very singular good infaith well said sir Iohn very well said Iohn prickes him Moul. I was prickt wel enough before and you could haue let me alone my old dame will be vndone now for one to doe her husbandrie and her drudgery you need not to haue prickt me there are other men fitter to go out then I. Fal. Go to peace Mouldy you shall go Mouldy it is time you were spent Moul. Spent Shal. Peace fellow peace stand aside know you where you are for th' other sir Iohn let me see Simon Shadow Fal. Yea mary let me haue him to sit vnder hee s like to be a cold soldiour Shal. Where 's Shadow Shad. Here sir. Fal. Shadow whose sonne art thou Shad. My mothers sonne sir. Fal. Thy mothers sonneâ— like enough and thy fathers shadow so the sonne of the female is the shadow of the male it is often so indeede but much of the fathers substance Shal. Do you like him sir Iohn Fal. Shadow wil serue for summer pricke him for we haue a number of shadowes fill vp the muster booke Shal. Thomas Wart Fal. Where 's he Wart Here sir. Fal. Is thy name Wart Wart Yea sir. Fal. Thou art a very ragged wart Shal. Shall I pricke him sir Iohn Fal. It were superfluous for apparell is built vpon his back and the whole frame stands vpon pins pâ—icke him no more Shal. Ha ha ha you can do it sir you can do it I commend you well Francis Feeble Feeble Here sir. Shal. What trade art thou Feeble Feeble A womans tailer sir. Shal. Shall I pricke him sir Fâ—l You may but if he had bin a mans tailer hee 'd a prickt you wilt thou make as manie holes in an enemies battaile as
a church thou horson little tydee Bartholemew borepigge when wilt thou leaue sighting a daies and foyning a nights and begin to patch vp thine old body for heauen Enter Prince and Poynes Fal Peace good Doll do not speake like a deathes head do not bid me remember mine end Dol Sirra what humour 's the prince of Fal. A good shallow yong fellow a would haue made a good pantler a would a chipt bread wel Dol They say Poineâ— has a good wit Fal. He a good wit hang him baboon his wit 's as thicke as Tewksbury mustard there 's no more conceit in him then is in a mallet Dol Why does the prince loue him so then Fal. Because their legges are both of a bignesse and a plaies at quoites well and eates cunger and fennel and drinkes off candles endes for slappe-dragons and rides the wilde mare with the boyes and iumpes vpon ioynd-stooles and sweares with a good grace and weares his bootes very smoothe like vnto the signe of the Legge and breedes no bate with telling of discreet stories and such other gambole faculties a has that show a weake minde and an able bodie for the which the prince admits him for the prince himself is such another the weight of a haire wil turne scales between their haber de poiz Prince Would not this naue of a wheele haue his eares cut off Poynes Le ts beate him before his whore Prince Looke where the witherd elder hath not his poule clawd like a parrot Poynes Is it not strange that desire should so many yeeres out liue performance Falst Kisse me Doll Prince Saturne and Venus this yeere in coniunction what saies th'Almanacke to that Poyns And look whether the fierie Trigon his man be not lisping to his master old tables his note booke his counsel keeper Falst. Thou dost giue me â—lattering busses Dol By my troth I kisse thee with a most constant heart Falst. I am old I am old Dol. I loue thee better then I loue ere a scuruy yong boy of them all Fal. What stuffe wilt haue a kirtle of I shall receiue mony a thursday shalt haue a cap to morrow a merry song come it growes late wee le to bed thouâ—t forget me when I am gone Dol By my troth thou 't set me a weeping and thou saist so proue that euer I dresse my selfe handsome til thy returne wel hearken a th end Fal. Some sacke Francis Prince Poynes Anon anon sir. Falst. Ha a bastard sonne of the Kings and arte not thou Poynes his brother Prince Why thou globe of sinfull continents what a life dost thou leade Falst. A better then thou I am a gentleman thou art a drawer Prince Very true sir and I come to drawe you out by the eares Host. O the Lord preserue thy grace by my troth welcom to London now the Lord blesse that sweete face of thine O Iesu are you come from Wales Falst. Thou horson madde compound of maiestie by this light flesh and corrupt bloud thou art welcome Doll How you fat foole I scorne you Poynes My lorde he will driue you out of your reuenge and turne all to a meriment if you take not the heate Prince You horson candlemine you how vildly did you speake of me now before this honest vertuous ciuill gentlewoman Host. Gods blessing of your good heart and so she is by my troth Falst. Didst thou heare me Prince Yea and you knew me as you did when you ranne away by Gadshil you knew I was at your backe and spoke it on purpose to trie my patience Falst. No no no not so I did not thinke thou wast within hearing Prince I shall driue you then to confesse the wilfull abuse and then I know how to handle you Falst. No abuse Hall a mine honour no abuse Prince Not to dispraise me and cal me pantler and bread-chipper and I know not what Fal. No abuse Hall Poynes No abuse Falst No abuse Ned i' th worlde honest Ned none I dispraisde him before the wicked that the wicked might not fall in loue with thee in which doing I haue done the part of a carefull fâ—iend and a true subiect and thy father is to giue me thankes for it no abuse Hall none Ned none no faith boyes none Prince See now whether pure feare and intire cowardize doth not make thee wrong this virtuous gentlewoman to close with vs is she of the wicked is thine hostesse here of the wicked or is thy boy of the wicked or honest Bardolfe whose zeal burnes in his nose of the wicked Poynes Answer thou dead elme answer Falst. The fiend hath prickt down Bardolfe irrecouerable and his face is Lucifers priuy kitchin where he doth nothing but rost mault-worms for the boy there is a good angel about him but the diuel blinds him too Prince For the weomen Falst. For one of them shee s in hell already and burnes poore soules for th' other I owe her mony and whether she be damnd for that I know not Host. No I warrant you Falst. No I thinke thou art not I thinke thou art quit for that mary there is another inditement vpon thee for suffering flesh to be eaten in thy house contrary to the law for the which I thinke thou wilt howle Host. Al vitlars do so what 's a ioynt of mutton or twoo in a whole Lent Prince You gentlewoman Dol What saies your grace Fal. His grace saies that which his flesh rebels against Peyto knockes at doore Host. Who knockes so lowd at doore looke too'th doore there Francis Prince Peyto how now what newes Peyto The King your father is at Westminster And there are twenty weake and wearied postes Come from the North and as I came along I met and ouertooke a dozen captaines Bareheaded sweating knocking at the Tauernes And asking euery one for sir Iohn Falstaffe Prince By heauen Poines I feele me much too blame So idely to prophane the precious time When tempest of commotion like the south Borne with blacke vapour doth begin to melt And drop vpon our bare vnarmed heads Giue me my sword and cloke Falstaffe good night exeunt Prince and Poynes Fal. Now coms in the sweetest morsell of the night we must hence and leaue it vnpickt more knocking at the doore how now what 's the matter Bar. You must away to court sir presently A dozen captaines stay at doore for you Fal. Pay the musitions sirra farewel hostesse farewel Dol you see my good wenches how men of merrite are sought after the vndeseruer may sleepe when the man of action is cald on farewell good wenches if I be not sent away poste I will see you againe ere I goe Doll I cannot speake if my hart be not ready to burst wel sweete Iacke haue a care of thy selfe Fal. Farewell farewell Host. Wel fare thee wel I haue knowne thee these twentie nine yeeres come pease-cod time but an honester and truer hearted man wel fare thee wel Bard. Mistris Tere-sheete Host.
not that if we can make our peace Vpon such large termes and so absolute As our conditions shall consist vpon Our peace shall stand as firme as rockie mountaines Moub Yea but our valuation shal be such That euery slight and false deriued cause Yea euery idle nice and wanton reason Shall to the King taste of this action That were our royal faiths martires in loue We shall be winow'd with so rough a wind That euen our corne shal seeme as light as chaffe And good from bad find no partition Bâ—sh No no my lord note this the King is weary Of daintie and such picking greeuances For he hath found to end one doubt by death Reuiues two greater in the heires of life And therefore will he wipe his tables cleane And keepe no telâ— tale to his memorie That may repeate and history his losse To new remembrance for full wel he knowes He cannot so precisely weed this land As his misdoubts present occasion His foes are so enrooted with his friends That plucking to vnfix an enemy He doth vnfasten so and shake a friend So that this land like an offensiue wife That hath enragde him on to offer strokes As he is striking holdes his infant vp And hangs resolu'd correction in the arme That was vpreard to execution Hast. Besides the King hath wasted al his rods On late offendors that he now doth lacke The very instruments of chasticement So that his power like to a phanglesse lion May offer but not hold Bishop T is very true And therefore be assurde my good Lord Marshall If we do now make our attonement well Our peace wil like a broken limbe vnited Grow stronger for the breaking Mow. Be it so here is returnd my lord of Westmerland Enter Westmerland West The prince is here at hand pleaseth your Lordship To meet his grace iust distance tweene our armies Enter Prince Iohn and his armie Mow. Your grace of York in Gods name then set forward Bishop Before and greete his grace my lord we come Iohn You are well incountred here my cousen Mowbray Good day to you gentle Lord Archbishop And so to you Lord Hastings and to all My Lord of Yorke it better shewed with you When that your flocke assembled by the bell Encircled you to heare with reuerence Your exposition on the holy text That now to see you here an yron man talking Cheering a rowt of rebells with your drumme Turning the word to sword and life to death That man that sits within a monarches heart And ripens in the sun-shine of his fauor Would he abuse the countenance of the King Alacke what mischeefes might he set abroach In shadow of such greatnesse with you Lord bishop It is euen so who hath not heard it spoken How deepe you were within the bookes of God To vs the speaker in his parliament To vs th'imagine voice of God himselfe The very opener and intelligenâ—er Betweene the grace the sanctities of heauen And our dull workings O who shal beleeue But you misuse the reuerence of your place Imply the countenance and grace of heau'n As a false fauorite doth his princes name In deedes dishonorable you haue tane vp Vnder the counterfeited zeale of God The subiects of his substitute my father And both against the peace of heauen and him Haue here vpswarmd them Bishop Good my Lord of Lancaster I am not here against your fathers peace But as I told my lord of Westmerland The time misordred doth in common sense Crowd vs and crush vs to this monstrous forme To hold our safety vp I sent your grace The parcells and particulars of our griefe The which hath beene with scorne shoued from the court Whereon this Hidra sonne of warre is borne Whose dangerous eies may well be charmd asleepe With graunt of our most iust and right desires And true obedience of this madnes cured Stoope tamely to the foote of maiestie Mow If not we ready are to trie our fortunes To the last man Hast. And though we here fal downe We haue supplies to second our attempt If they miscarry theirs shal second them And so successe of mischiefe shall be borne And heire from heire shall hold his quarrell vp Whiles England shall haue generation Prince You are too shallow Hastings much too shallow To â—ound the bottome of the after times West Pleaseth your grace to answere them directly How far foâ—th you do like their articles Prince I like them all and do allow them well And sweare here by the honour of my bloud My fathers purposes haue beene mistooke And some about him haue too lauishly Wrested his meaning and authority My Lord these griefes shall be with sâ—â—â—ed redrest Vppon my soule they shal if this may please you Discharge your powers vnto their seuerall counties As we will ours and here betweene the armies Le ts drinke together friendly and embrace That all their eies may beaâ—e those tokens home Of our restored loue and amitie Bishop I take your princely word for these redresses I giue it you and will maintaine my word And therevpon I drinke vnto your grace Prince Go Captaine and deliuer to the armie This newes of peace let them haue pay and part I know it will well please them hie thee captaine Bishop To you my noble lord of Westmerland West I pledge your grace and if you knew what paines I haue bestowed to breed this present peace You would drinke freely but my loue to ye Shall shew it selfe more openly hereafter Bishop I do not doubt you â—â—st I am glad of it Health to my Lord and gentle cosin Mowbray Mow. You wish me health in very happy season For I am on the sodaine something ill Bishop Against ill chaunces men are euer mery But heauinesse fore-runnes the good euent West Therefore be mery coze since sodaine sorrow Serues to say thus some good thing comes to morow Bishop Beleeue me I am passing light in spirit Mow. So much the worse if your owne rule be true shout Prin. The word of peace is rendred heark how they showt Mow. This had bin cheerefull after victory Bishop A peace is of the nature of a conquest For then both parties nobly are subdued And neither party looser Prince Go my lord And let our army be discharged too And good my lord so please you let our traines March by vs that we may peruse the men VVe should haue coap't withall Bishop Go good Lord Hastings And ere they be dismist let them march by enter Westmerland Prince I trust Lords we shal lie to night togither Now coosin wherefore stands our army stil West The Leaders hauing charge from you to stand Wil not goe off vntil they heare you speake Prince They know their dueties enter Hastings Hastings My lord our army is disperst already Like youthfull steeres vnyoakt they take their courses East weast north south or like a schoole broke vp Each hurries toward his home and sporting place West Good tidings my lord Hastings
for the which I do arest thee traitor of high treason And you lord Archbishop and you lord Mowbray Of capitall treason I attach you both Mowbray Is this proceeding iust and honorable West Is your assembly so Bishop will you thus breake your faith Prince I pawnde thee none I promist you redresse of these same grieuances Whereof you did complaine which by mine honour I will performe with a most christian care But for you rebels looke to taste the due Meete for rebellion Most shallowly did you these armes commence Fondly brought heere and foolishly sent hence Strike vp our drummes pursue the scattred stray God and not we hath safely fought to day Some guard this traitour to the blocke of death Treasons true bed and yeelder vp of breath Alarum Enter Falstaffe excursions Fal. what 's your name sir of what condition are you and of what place Cole I am a Knight sir and my name is Coleuile of the Dale Fal. well then Colleuile is your name a Knight is your degree and your place the dale Coleuile shal be still your name a traitor your degree the dungeon your place a place deep enough so shall you be stil Colleuile of the Dale Colle Are not you sir Iohn Falstaffe Fal. As good a man as he sir who ere I am doe ye yeelde sir or shall I sweat for you if I doe sweate they are the drops of thy louers and they weepe for thy death therefore rowze vp feare and trembling and do obseruance to my mercie Colle I think you are sir Iohn Falstaffe and in that thoght yeelde me Fal. I haue a whole schoole of tongs in this belly of mine and not a tongue of them all speakes any other word but my name and I had but a belly of any indifferencie I were simply the most actiue fellow in Europe my womb my wombe my womb vndoes me heere comes our Generall Enter Iohn Westmerland and the rest Retraite 〈◊〉 The heate is past follow no further now Call in the powers good coosin Westmerland Now Falstaffe where haue you beene all this while VVhen euery thing is ended then you come These tardy trickes of yours wil on my life One time or other breake some gallowes backe Fal. I would bee sory my lord but it shoulde bee thus I neuer knew yet but Rebuke and Checke was the rewarde of Valor do you thinke me a swallow an arrow or a bullet haue I in my poore and old motion the expedition of thought I haue speeded hither with the very extreamest inch of possibility I haue foundred ninescore and od postes and here trauell tainted as I am haue in my pure and immaculate valour taken sir Iohn Colleuile of the Dale a 〈◊〉 fâ—rious Knight and valorous enemy but what of that 〈…〉 â—nd yeelded that I may iustly say with the hoâ—â—◠〈…〉 there cosin I came saw and ouercame Iohn It was more of his curtesie then your deseruing Falst. ' I know not here he is and here I yeeld him and I beseech your grace let it be bookte with the rest of this daies deedes or by the Lord I wil haue it in a particular ballad else with mine owne picture on the top on 't Coleuile kissing my foote to the which course if I bee enforst if you doe not all shew like guilt twoo pences to mee and I in the cleere skie of Fame ore-shine you as much as the full moone doth the cindars of the element which shew like pinnes heads to her beleeue not the worde of the noble therefore let me haue right and let Desert mount Prince Thine's too heauy to mount Falst. Let it shine then Prince Thines too thicke to shine Falst. Let it do some thing my good lord that may doe me good and call it what you will Prince Is thy name Colleuile Col. It is my Lord. Prince A famous rebell art thou Colleuile Falst. And a famous true subiect tooke him Col. I am my lord but as my betters are That led me hither had they bin rulde by me You should haue wonne them deerer then you haue Fal. I know not how they sold themselues but thou like a kind fellow gauest thy selfe away gratis and I thanke thee for thee enter Westmerland Prince Now haue you left pursuit West Retraite is made and execution stayd Prince Send Colleuile with his confederates To Yorke to present execution Blunt leade him hence and see you guard him sure And now dispatch we toward the court my lordes I heare the King my father is sore sick Our newes shall go before vs to his maiestie Which cosin you shall beare to comfort him And we with sober speede will follow you Falst. My Lord I beseech you giue me leaue to go through Glostershire and when you come to court stand my good lord in your good report Prince Fare you wel Falstaffe I in my condition shal better speake of you then you deserue Fal. I would you had the wit t were better than your dukedome good saith this same yong sober blouded â—oy doth not loue me nor a maÌ„ caÌ„not make him laugh but that 's no maruel he drinkes no wine there 's neuer none of these demure boyes come to any proofe for 〈◊〉 drinke doth so euer-coole theyr blood and making many 〈…〉 that they fall into a kind of male greene sicknes and then when they marry they geue wenches they are generally fooles and cowards which some of vs should be too but for inflammation a good 〈◊〉 â—acke hath a two fold operation in it it ascendes mee into the braine dries me there all the foolish and dull and â—rudy vapors which enuirone it makes it apprehâ—nsiue quicke forgâ—â—â—â— full of nimble fiery and delectable shapes which deliuered ore to the voyce the tongue which is the birth becomes excellent wit The second property of your excellent sherâ—â—s is the warming of the blood which before cold setled leâ—t the lyuer white pale which is the badge of puâ—ilanimitie and cowardize but the sherris warmes it and makes it course from the inwards to the partes extreames it illumineth the face which as a beakon giues warning to al the rest of this little kingdom man to anne and then the vitall commoners and inland petty spirits muster me all to their captaine the heart who great and pufft vp with this retinew doth any deed of courage and this valour comes of sherris so that skill in the weapon is nothing without sacke for that sets it aworke and learning a meere whoord of gold kept by a diuell till sacke commences it and sets it in act and vse Hereof comes it that Prince Harry is valiant for the cold blood he did naturally inherite of his father he hath like leane steriâ—e and bare land manured husbanded and tilld with excellent endeuour of drinking good and good store of fertile sherris that he is become very hote and valiant If I had a thousand sonnes the first humane principle I would teach them should
be to forsweare thinpotations and to addict themselues to sacke How now Bardolfe Enter Barâ—olfe Bar. The army is disâ—harged all and gone Fal. Let them goe I le through Glostershire and there will I visit M. Robert Shallow Esquire I haue him already tempring betweene my finger and my thumb and shortly will I seale with him come away Enter the King Warwike Kent Thomas duke of Clarence Humphrey of Gloucester King Now lords if God doth giue successefull end To this debate that bleedeth at our doores We will our youth leade on to higher fields And draw no swords but what are sanctified Our nauie is addrest our power collected Our substitutes in absence wel inuested And euery thing lies leuell to our wish Only we want a little personal strength And pawse vs til these rebels now afoote Come vnderneath the yoke of gouernment War Both which we doubt not but your maiesty Shal soone enioy King Humphrey my sonne of Gloster where is the prince your brother Glo. I thinke hee s gone to hunt my lord at Winsor King And how accompanied Glo. I do not know my lord King Is not his brother Thomas of Clarence with him Glo. No my good lord he is in presence here Clar. What would my lord and father Kin Nothing but well to thee Thomas of Clarence How chance thou art not with the prince thy brother He loues thee and thou dost neglect him Thomas Thou hast a better place in his affection Then all thy brothers cherrish it my boy And noble offices thou maist effect Of mediation after I am dead Betweene his greatnesse and thy other brethren Therefore omit him not blunt not his loue Nor loose the good aduantage of his grace By seeming cold or carelesse of his will For he is gracious if he be obseru'de He hath a teare for pittie and a hand Open as day for meeting charitie Yet notwithstanding being incenst he is flint As humorous as winter and as sodaine As flawes congealed in the spring of day His temper therefore must be well obseru'd Chide him for faults and do it reuerently When you perceiue his bloud inclind to mirth But being moody giue him time and scope Till that his passions like a whale on ground Confound themselues with working learne this Thomas And thou shalt proue a shâ—lter to thy friends A hoope of gold to binde thy brothers in That the vnited vessell of their bloud Mingled with venome of suggestion As force perforce the age will powre it in Shall neuer leake though it doe worke as strong As Aconitum or rash gunpowder Cla. I shall obserue him with all care and loue King Why art thou not at Winsore with him Thomas Tho. He iâ— not there to day he dines in London King And how accompanied Tho. With Poâ—nes and other his continuall followers King Most subiect is the fattest soyle to weeds And he the noble image of my youth Is ouerspread with them therefore my griefe Stretches it selfe beyond the howre of death The bloud weepes from my heart when I do shape In formes imaginary th'unguyded daies And rotten times that you shall looke vpon When I am sleeping with my auncestors For when his head-strong riot hath no curbe VVhen rage and hot bloud are his counsellors VVhen meanes and lauish manners meete together Oh with what wings shal his affections she Towards fronting peril and opposde decay War My gracious Lord you looke beyond him quite The prince but studies his companions Like a strange tongue wherein to gaine the language T is needfull that the most immodest word Be lookt vpon and learnt which once attaind Your highnesse knowes comes to no further vse But to be knowne and hated so like grosse termes The prince will in the perfectnesse of time Cast off his followers and their memory Shall as a pattern or a measure liue By which his grace must mete the liues of other Turning past-euils to aduantages King T is seldome when the bee doth leaue her comb In the dead carion whoâ—s here Westmerland Enter Westmerland West Health to my soueraigne and new happinesse Added to that that I am to deliuer Prince Iohn your sonne doth kisse your graces hand Mowbray the Bishop Scroope Pastings and al Are brought to the correction of your law There is not now a rebels sword vnsheathd But Peace puts forth her oliue euery where The manner how this action hath bin borne Here at more leisure may your highnesse reade With euery course in his particular King O Westmerland thou art a summer bird VVhich euer in the haunch of winter sings The lifting up of day looke here 's more newes enter Harcoâ— Harâ— From enemies heauens keep your maiesty And when they stand against you may they fall As those that I am come to tell you of The Earle Northumberland and the Lord Bardolfe With a great power of English and of Scots Are by the shrieue of Yorkshire ouerthrowne The manner and true order of the fight This packet please it you containes at large Ki. And wherfore should these good news make me sicke Will Fortune neuer come with both hands full But wet her faire words stil in foulest termes She either giues a stomach and no foode Such are the poore in health or else a feast And takes away the stomach such are the rich That haue aboundance and enioy it not I should reioyce now at this happy newes Aud now my sight failes and my braine is giddy O me come neare me now I am much ill Hum. Comfort your maiesty Clar. O my royall father West My soueraigne Lord cheere vp your selfe look vp War Be patient princes you do know these fits Are with his highnesse very ordinary Stand from him giue him ayre hee l straight be wel Clar. No no he cannot long hold out these pangs Thâ—incessant care and labour of his mind Hath wrought the Mure that should confine it in So thin that life lookes through Hum. The people feare me for they do obserue Vnfather'd heires and lothly births of nature The seasons change their manners as the yeere Had found some moneths a sleepe and leapt them ouer Clar. The riuer hath thrice flowed no ebbe between And the old folk Times doting chronicles Say it did so a little time before That our great grandsire Edward sickt and died War Speake lower princes for the King recouers Hum. This apoplexi wil certaine be his end King I pray you take me vp and beare me hence Into some other chamber Let there be no noyse made my gentle friends Vnlesse some dull and fauourable hand Will whisper musique to my weary spirite War Call for the musique in the other roome King Set me the crowne vpon my pillow here Clar. His eie is hollow and he changes much War Lesse noyse lesse noyse Enter Harry Prince Who saw the duke of Clarence Clar. I am here brother ful of heauinesse Prince How now raine within doores and none abroad How doth the King Hum. Exceeding ill Prince
beat amongst you Whoore I le tell you what you thin man in a censor I will haue you as soundly swingde for this you blew bottle rogue you filthy famisht correctioner if you be not swingde I le forsweare halfe kirtles Sinck Come come you shee Knight-arrant come Host. O God that right should thus ouercom might wel of sufferance comes â—ase Whoore Come you rogue come bring me to a iustice Host. I come you starude blood-hound Whoore Goodman death goodman bones Host. Thou Atomy thou Whoore Come you thinne thing come you rascall Sinck Very well Enter strewers of rushes 1 More rushes more rushes 2 The trumpets haue sounded twice 3 T will be two a clocke ere they come from the coronation dispatch dispatch Trumpets sound and the King and his traine passe ouer the stage after them enter Falstaffe Shallow Pistol Bardolfe and the Boy Falst. Stand heere by me maister Shallow I will make the King doe you grace I will leere vpon him as a comes by and do but marke the countenaunce that he will giue me Pist. God blesse thy lungs good Knight Falst. Come heere Pistoll stand behinde mee O if I had had time to haue made new liueries I woulde haue bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you but t is no matter this poore shew doth better this doth inferre the zeale I had to seâ— him Pist. It doth so Falst. It shewes my earnestnesse of affection Pist. It doth so Falst. My deuotion Pist. It doth it doth it doth Fal. As it were to ride day night and not to deliberate not to remember not to haue pacience to shift me Shal It is best certain but to stand stained with trauaile and sweating with desire to see him thinking of nothing els putting 〈◊〉 affaires else in obliuion as if there were nothing els to bee done but to see him Pist. T is sempâ—r idem for obsque hoc nihil est t is in euery part Shal. T is so indeede Pist. My Knight I will inflame thy noble liuer and make thee rage thy Dol and Helen of thy noble thoughts is in base durance and contagious prison halde thither by most mechanical and durtie hand rowze vp reuenge from Ebon den with fell Alectoesnake for Doll is in Pistoll speakes nought but truth Falst. I will deliuer her Pist. There roared the sea and trumpet Clang or sounds Enter the King and his traine Falst. God saue thy grace King Hall my royall Hall Pist. The heauens thee gard and keep most royal â—mpe of faine Falst. God saue thee my sweet boy King My Lord chiefe iustice speake to that vaine man Iust. Haue you your wits know you what t is you speake Falst. My King my Ioue I speake to thee my heart King I know thee not old man fall to thy praiers How ill white heires becomes a foole and iester I haue long dreampt of such a kind of man So surfet-sweld so old and so prophane But being awakt I do despise my dreame Make lesse thy body hence and more thy grace Leaue gourmandizing know the graue doth gape For thee thrice wider then for other men Reply not to me with a foole-borne iest Presume not that I am the thing I was For God doth know so shall the world perceiue That I haue turnd away my former selfe So will I those that kept me company When thou dost heare I am as I haue bin Approch me and thou shalt be as thou wast The tutor and thâ— feeder of my riots Till then I banish thee on paine of death As I haue done the rest of my misleaders Not to come neare our person by ten mile For competence of life I wil allow you That lacke of meanes enforce you not to euills And as we heare you do reforme your selues We will according to your strengths and qualities Giue you aduauncement Be it your charge my lord To see performd the tenure of my word set on Iohn Master Shallow I ow you a thousand pound Shal. Yea mary sir Iohn which I beseech you to let me haue home with me Iohn That can hardly be master Shalow do not you grieue at this I shall be sent for in priuate to him looke you hee must seeme thus to the world feare not your aduauncements I will be the man yet that shal make you great Shal. I cannot perceiue how vnlesse you giue me your dublet and stuffe me out with straw I beseech you good sir Iohn let me haue fiue hundred of my thousand Iohn Sir I will be as good as my worde this that you heard was but a collour Shall A collor that I feare you will die in sir Iohn Iohn Feare no colours go with me to dinner Come lieftenant Pistol come Bardolfe Enter Iustice and prince Iohn I shall be sent for soone at night Iustice Go cary sir Iohn Falstalfe to the Fleet Take all his company along with him Fal. My lord my lord Iust. I cannot now speake I will heare you soone take them away exeunt Pist. Si fortuname tormenta spero contenta Iohn I like this faire proceeding of the Kings He hath intent his wonted followers Shall all be very well prouided for But all are banisht till their conuersations Appeare more wise and modest to the worlde Iust. And so they are Iohn The King hath cald his parlament my lord Iust. He hath Iohn I wil lay ods that ere this yeere expire We beare our ciuil swords and natiue fier As farre as France I heard a bird so sing Whose musique to my thinking pleasde the King Come will you hence Epilogue First my feare then my cursie last my speech My feare is your displeasure my cursy my duty my speech to beg your pardons if you looke for a good speech now you vndo me for what I haue to say is of mine owne making and what indeed I should say wil I doubt proue mine own marring but to the purpose and so to the venture Be it knowne 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 meant indeed to pay you with this which if like an il venture it come vnluckily home I breake and you my gentle creditors loose here I promisde 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 and so I kneele downe before you but indeed to pray for the Queene If my tongue cannot intreate you to acquit mee will you commaund me to vse my legges And yet that were but light payment to daunce out of your debt but a good conscience will make any possible satisfaction and so woulde I all the Gentlewomen heere haue forgiuen me if the Gentlemen will not then the Gentlemen doe not agree with the Gentlewomen which was neuer seene in such an assemblie One word more I beseech you if you bee not too much cloyd with fatte meate our humble Author will continue the storie with sir Iohn in it and make you merry with faire Katharine of Fraunce where for any thing I knowe Falstaffe shall die of a sweat vnlesse already a be killd with your harde opinions for Olde-castle died Martyre and this is not the man my tongue is weary when my legges are too I wil bid you good night FINIS