take souldiers vp In Counties as you go Falstaffe Will you suppe with mee maister Gower Lord What foolish maister taught you these manners sir Iohn Falstaffe Maister Gower if they become me not hee was a foole that taught them mee this is the right fencing grace my Lord tap for tap and so part faire Lord Now the Lord lighten thee thou art a great foole Enter the Prince Poynes sir sâ—â—â— Russel with other Prince Before God I am exceeding weary Poynes I st come to that I had thought wearines durst not haue attacht one of so hie bloud Prince Faith it does me though it discolors the complexion of my greatnes to acknowledge it doth it not shew vildly in me to desire small beere Poynes Why a Prince should not be so loosely studied as to remember so weake a composition Prince Belike then my appetite was not princely gote for by my troth I do now remember the poor creature smal beere But indeed these humble considerations make me out of loue with my greatnesse What a disgrace is it to mee to remember thy name or to know thy face to morow or to take note how many paire of silke stockings thou hast with these and those that were thy peach colourd once or to beare the inuentorie of thy shirts as one for superfluitie and another for vse But that the Tennis court keeper knows better than I for it is a low eb of linnen with thee when thou keepest not racket there as thou hast not done a great while because the rest of the low Countries haue eate vp thy holland and God knows whether those that bal out the ruines of thy linnen shal inherite his kingdom but the Midwines say the children are not in the fault wherevpon the world increases and kinreds are mightily strengthened Poynes How ill it followes after you haue labored so hard you should talke so ydlely tell me how many good yong princes woulde doe so their fathers being so sicke as yours at this time is Prince Shall I tel thee one thing Poynes Poynes Yes faith and let it be an excellent good thing Prince It shall serue among wittes of no higher breeding then thine Poynes Go to I stand the push of your one thing that you will tell Prince Mary I tell thee it is not meete that I should bee sad now my father is sicke albeit I could tell to thee as to one it pleases me for fault of a better to call my friend I could be sad and sad indeede too Poynes Very hardly vpon such a subiect Prince By this hand thou thinkest me as farre in the diuels booke as thou and Falstaffe for obduracie and persistancie let the end trie the man but I tel thee my heart bleeds inwardly that my father is so sick and keeping such vile company as thou arte hath in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrowe Poynes The reason Prince What wouldst thou thinke of me if I should weep Poynes I woulde thincke thee a most princely hyprocrite Prince It would bee euery mans thought and thou arte a blessed felow to thinke as euery man thinkes neuer a mans thought in the world keepes the rode way better then thine euerie man would thinke me an hypocrite indeede and what accites your most worshipfull thought to thinke so Poynes Why because you haue been so lewd and so much engraffed to Falstaffe Prince And to thee Poyne By this light I am well spoke on I can heare it with mine owne â—ares the worst that they can say of me is that I am a second brother and that I am a proper fellow of my hands and those two things I confesse I cannot helpe by the masse here comes Bardolâ—e Enter Bardolfe and boy Prince And the boy that I gaue Falstaffe a had him from me Christian and looke if the â—at villaine haue not transformd him Ape Bard. God saue your grace Prince And yours most noble Bardolfe Poynes Come you vertuous asse you bashfull foole must you be blushing wherefore blush you now what a maidenly man at armes are you become i st such a matter to get a pottle-pots maidenhead Boy A calls me enow my Lord through a red lattice and I could discerne no part of his face from the window at last I spied his eies and me thought he had made two holes in the ale wiues petâ—cote and so peept through Prince Has not the boy profited Bard. Away you horson vpright rabble away Boy Away you rascally Altheas dreame away Prince Instruct vs boy what dreame boy Boy Mary my lord Althear dreampt she was deliuered of a firebrand and therefore I call him her dreame Prince A crownes worth of good interpretation there t is boy Poines O that this blossome could be kept from cankers well there is sixpence to preserue thee Bard. And you do not make him hangd among you the gallowes shall haue wrong Prince And how doth thy master Bardolfe Bard. Well my Lord he heard of your graces comming to towne there 's a letter for you Poynes Deliuerd with good respect and how doth the martlemasse your master Bard. In bodily health sir. Poynes Mary the immortall part needes a phisitian but that moues not him though that be sicke it dies not Prince I do allow this Wen to be as familiar with me as my dogge and he holds his place for looke you how he writes Poynes Iohn Falstaffe Knight euery man must know that as oft as he has occasion to name himselfe euen like those that are kin to the King for they neuer pricke their finger but they saye there 's some of the Kings bloud spilt how comes that saies he that takes vppon him not to conceiue the answer is as ready as a borowed cap I am the Kings poore cosin sir. Prince Nay they will be kin to vs or they will fetch it from Iaphet but the letter Sir Iohn Falstaffe knight to the sonne of the king nearest his father Harry prince of Wales greeting Poynes Why this is a certificate Prince Peace I will imitate the honourable Romanes in breuitie Poynes He sure meanes breuity in breath short winded I commend mee to thee I commend thee and I leaue thee be not too familiar with Poynes for he misuses thy fauours so much that he sweares thou art to mary his sister Nel repent at idle times as thou maist and so farwel Thine by yea and no which is as much as to say as thou vsest him Iacke Falstaffe with my family Iohn with my brothers and sisters and sir Iohn with all Europe Poynes My Lord I le steep this letter in sacke and make him eate it Prince That 's to make him eate twenty of his words but do you vse me thus Ned must I marrie your sister Poynes God send the wench no worse fortune but I never said so Prince Wel thus we play the fooles with the time and the spirits of the wise sit in the clowdes and mocke vs is your master here
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.
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
thy bearer vp thus my most royall liege Accusing it I put it on my head To trie with it as with an enemy That had before my face murdered my father The quarrell of a true inheritour But if it did infect my bloud with ioy Or swell my thoughts to any straine of pride If any rebel or vaine spirit of mine Did with the least affection of a welcome Giue entertainement to the might of it Let God for euer keep it from my head And make me as the poorest vassaile is That doth with aw and terror kneele to it King God put in thy mind to take it hence That thou mightst win the more thy fathers loue Pleading so wisely in excuse of it Come hither Harry sit thou by my bed And heare I thinke the very latest counsaile That euer I shal breathe God knowes my sonne By what by-paths and indirect crookt waies I met this crowne and I my selfe know well How troublesome it sate vpon my head To thee it shall descend with better quiet Better opinion better confirmation For al the soyle of the atchieuement goes With me into the earth it seemd in me But as an honor snatcht with boistrous hand And I had many liuing to vpbraide My gaine of it by their assistances Which daily grew to quarrell and to bloudshed Wounding supposed peace all these bold feares Thou seest with perill I haue answerd For all my raigne hath beene but as a Scene Acting that argument and now my death Changes the mood for what in me was purchast Fals vpon thee in a more fairer sort So thou the garland wearst successiuely Yet though thou standst more sure then I could do Thou art not firme enough since griefes are greene And all thy friends which thou must make thy friends Haue but their stings and teeth newly tane out By whose fell working I was first aduaunst And by whose power I well might lodge a feare To be againe displacde which to auoyde I cut them off and had a purpose now To leade out manie to the Holy Land Lest rest and lying stil might make them looke Too neare vnto my state therefore my Harry Be it thy course to busie giddie mindes With forraine quarrells that action hence borne out May waste the memory of the former dayes More would I but my lungs are wasted so That strength of speech is vtterly denied me How I came by the crowne O God forgiue And grant it may with thee in true peace liue Prince You won it wore it kept it gaue it me Then plaine and right must my possession be Which I with more then with a common paine Gainst all the world will rightfully maintaine enter Lancaster King Looke looke here comes my Iohn of Lancaster Lanc. Health peace and happinesse to my royall father King Thou bringst me happinesse and peace sonne Iohn But health alacke with youthfull wings is flowne From this bare witherd truâ—ke vpon thy sight My worldly busines makes a period Where is my lord of Warwicke Prince My Lord of Warwicke King Doth any name perticular belong Vnto the lodging where I first did swound War T is cald Ierusalem my noble Lord. King Laud be to God euen there my life must end It hath bin prophecide to me many yeares I should not die but in Ierusalem Which vainely I supposde the Holy Land But beare me to that chamber there I le lie Enter Shallow In that Ierusalem shall Harry die 〈◊〉 Falstaffe and Bardolfe Shal. By cock and pie sir you shal not away to night what Dauy I say Falst. You must excuse me master Robert Shallow Shal. I will not excuse you you shall not be excusde excuses shall not be admitted there is no excuse shall serue you shall not be excusde why Dauy. Dauy Here sir. Shal. Dauy Dauy Dauy Dauy let me see Dauy let me see Dauy let me see yea mary VVilliam Cooke bid him come hither sir Iohn you shal not be excused Dauy Mary sir thus those precepts can not be serued and againe sir shal we sow the hade land with wheate Shal. VVith red wheat Dauy but for VVilliam Cooke are there no yong pigeons Dauy Yes sir here is now the Smiths note for shooing and plow-yrons Shal. Let it be cast and payed sir Iohn you shal not be excused Dauy Now sir a new lincke to the bucket must needes be had and sir do you meane to stop any of VVilliams wages about the sacke he lost at Hunkly Faire Shal. A shall answer it some pigeons Dauy a couple of short legg'd hens a ioynt of mutton and any pretty little tinie Kick-shawes tell william Cooke Dauy Doth the man of warre stay all night sir Shal. Yea Dauy I will vse him well a friend i' th court is better then a penie in purse vse his men wel Dauy for they are arrant knaues and will backbite Dauy No worse then they are back-bitten sir for they haue maruailes foule linnen Shal. VVell conceited Dauy about thy businesse Dauy. Dauy I beseech you sir to countenance VVilliam Visor of Woncote against Clement Perkes a' th hill Sha. There is many complaints Dauy against that Visor that Visor is an arrant knaue on my knowledge Dauy I graunt your worship that he is a knaue sir but yet God forbid sir but a knaue should haue some countenance at his friends request an honest man sir is able to speake for himselfe when a knaue is not I haue serude your worship truly sir this eight yeares and I cannot once or twice in a quarter beare out a knaue against an honest man I haue litle credit with your worship the knaue is mine honest friend sir therfore I beseech you let him be countenaunst Shal. Go to I say â—e shal haue no wrong look about Dauy where are you sir Ioâ—n come come come off with your boots giue me your hand master Bardolfe Bard. I am glad to see your worship Shal I thank thee with my heart kind master Bardolfe and welcome my tall fellow come sir Iohn Falst. I le follow you good maister Robert Shallow Bardolfe looke to our horses if I were sawed into quantities I should make foure dozen of such berded hermites staues as maister Shallow it is a wonderfull thing to see the semblable coherence of his mens spirits and his they by obseruing him do beare themselues like foolish Iustices hee by conuersing with them is turned into a lustice-like seruingman their spirits are so married in coniunction with the participation of society that they flocke together in consent like so many wild-geese If I had a suite to master Shallow I would humour his men with the imputation of beeing neere their maister if to his men I would curry with maister Shallow that no man could better commaund his seruants It is certaine that eyther wise bearing or ignorant cariage is caught as men take diseases one of another therefore let men take heede of their company I will deuise matter enough out of this Shallow to
which saies the dead is not aliue Yet the first bringer of vnwelcome newes Hath but a loosing office and his tongue Sounds euer after as a â—ullen bell Remembred tolling a departing friend Bard. I cannot thinke my Lord your sonne is dead Mour. I am sory I should force you to beleeue That which I would to God I had not seene But these mine eies saw him in bloudy state Rendring faint quittance wearied and out-breathd To Harry Monmouth whose swift wrath beat downe The neuer daunted Percy to the earth From whence with life he neuer more sprung vp In few his death whose spirite lent a fire Euen to the dullest peasant in his campe Being bruted once tooke fire and heate away From the best temperd courage in his troopes For from his mettâ—l was his party steeled Which once in him abated oâ— the rest Turnd on themselues like dull and heauy lead And as the thing that 's heauy in it selfe Vpon enforcement flies with greatest speed So did our men heauy in Hot-spurs losse Lend to this weight such lightnosse with their feare That arrowes fled not swifter toward their ayme Than did our souldiers aiming at their safetie Fly from the field then was that noble Worcester So soone tane prisoner and that furious Scot The bloudy Douglas whose well labouring sword Had three times slaine th' appearance of the King â—an vaile his stomacke and did grace the shame Of those that turnd their backes and in his flight Stumbling in feare was tooke the summe of all Is that the King hath wonne and hath sent out A speedy power to incounter you my lord Vnder the conduct of yong Lancaster And Westmerland this is the news at ful Earle For this I shal haue time enough to mourne In poison there is phisicke and these newes Hauing beene wel that would haue made me sicke Being sicke haue in some measure made me wel And as the wretch whose feuer-weakned ioynts Like strengthlesse hinges buckle â—â—der life Impacient of his fit breakes likâ—â— fire Out of his keepers armes euen so my limbes Weakened with griefe being â—ow enragde with griefe Are thrice themselues hence therfore thou nice crutch A scaly gauntlet now with ioynts of steele Must gloue this hand and hence thou sickly coâ—â—e Thou art a guard too wanton for the head Which princes fleshâ— with conquest ayme to hit Now bind my browes 〈◊〉 yron and approach The raggedst houre 〈…〉 and Spight dare bring To frowne vpon th' 〈◊〉 Northumberland Let heauen kisse earth now let not Natures hand Keepe the wild floud conâ—ind let Order die And let this world no longer be a stage To feed contention in a lingring act But let one spirite of the first borne Cain Raigne in all bosomes that ech heart being set On bloudy courses the rude sceane may end And darknesse be the burier of the dead Vmfr. This strained passion doth you wrong my lord Bard. Sweet earle diuorce not wisedom from your honor Mour. The liues of all your louing complices Leaue on you health the which if you giue ore To stormy passion must perforce decay Bard. We all that are ingaged to this losse Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas That if we wrought out life t was ten to one And yet we venturd for the gaine proposde Choakt the respect of likely perill fear'd And since we are oreset venture againe Come we will al put forth body and goods Mour. T is more then time and my most noble lord I heare for certaine and dare speake the truth North. I knew of this before but to speake truth This present griefe had wipte it from my mind Go in with me and counsell euery man The aptest way for safety and reuenge Get postes and letters and make friends with speed Neuer so few and neuer yet more need exeunt Enter sir Iohn alone with his page bearing his sword and buckler Iohn Sirra you giant what saies the doctor to my water Page He said sir the water it self was a good healthy water but for the party that owed it he might haue moe diseases then he knew for Iohn Men of al sorts take a pride to gird at me the braine of this foolish compouÌ„ded clay-man is not able to inuent any thing that intends to laughter more then I inuent or is inueÌ„ted on me I am not only witty in my selfe but the cause that wit is in other men I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath ouerwhelmd al her litter but one if the prince put thee into my seruice for any other reason then to sett me off why then I haue no iudgement thou horeson mandrake thou art sitter to be worne in my cap then to wait at my heels I was neuer manned with an agot till now but I wil in-set you neither in golde nor siluer but in vile apparell and send you backe againe to your master for a iewell the â—â—uenall the prince your master whose chin is not yet fledge I will sooner haue a beard grow in the palme of my hand then he shal get one off his cheek yet he will not sticke to say his face is a face royal God may finish it when he will t is not a haire amisse yet he may keepe it still at a face royall for a barber shall neuer earne sixpence out of it and yet hee le be crowing as if he had writte man euer since his father was a batcheler he may keepe his owne grace but hee s almost out of mine I can assure him what said master Dommelton about the sattin for my short cloake and my sloppes Boy He saide sir you should procure him better assurance then Bardolfe he would not take his band and yours he liked not the securitie sir Iohn Let him be damn'd like the glutton pray God his tongue be hotter a horeson A chitophella rascall yea forsooth knaue to beare a gentle man in hand and then stand vpon security the horson smoothy-pates doe now weare nothing but hie shooes and bunches of keyes at their girdles and if a man is through with them in honest taking vp then they must stand vppon security I had as liue they would put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with security I lookt a should haue sent me two and twenty yards of sattin as I am a true knight and he sends me security well he may sleepe in security for he hath the horne of abundance and the lightnesse of his wife shines through it where 's Bardolf yet can not he see though he haue his owne lanthorne to light him Boy Hee s gone in Smithfield to buy your worship a horse sir Iohn I bought him in Paules and hee le buy me a horse in Smithfield and I could get me but a wife in the stewes I were manâ—d horsde and wiuâ—d Enter Lord chiefe Iustice. Boy Sir here comes the noble man that committed the prince for striking him about Bardolfe sir Iohn Wait close I will
not see him Iustice What 's hee that goes there seru. Falstaâ—fe and 't please your lordship Iust. He that was in question for the rob'ry seru. He my Lord but he hath since done good seruice at Shrewsbury as heare is now going with some charge to the lord Iohn of â—ancaster Iust. What to Yorke call him backe againe seru. Sir Iohn Falstaffe Iohn Boy tell him I am deafe Boy You must speake lowder my master is deafe Iust. I am sure he is to the hearing of any thing good goe plucke him by the elbow I must speake with him seru. Sir Iohn Falst. What a yong knaue and begging is there not wars is there not employment doth not the King lacke subiects do not the rebels need souldiers though it be a shame to be on any side but one it is worse shame to beg then to be on the worst side were it worse then the name of Rebellion can tell how to make it seru. You mistake me sir. Iohn Why sir did I say you were an honest man setting my knighthood and my souldiership aside I had lied in my throat if I had said so seru. I pray you sir then set your knighthood and your soldiership aside and giue me leaue to tell you you lie in your throate if you say I am any other then an honest man Iohn I giue thee leaue to tell me so I lay aside that which growes to me if thou getst any leaue of me hang me if thou takst leaue thou wert better be hangd you hunt couÌ„ter hence auaunt seru. Sir my Lord would speake with you Iust. Siâ— Iohn Falstaffe a word with you Falst. My good Lord God giue your lordship good time of day I am glad to see your lordship abroade I heard say your lordship was sicke I hope your lordship goes abroade by aduise your lordship though not clean past your youth haue yet some smack of an aguein you some relish of the saltnes of time in you and I most humbly beseech your lordship to haue a reuerend care of your health Iustice Sir Iohn I sent for you before your expedition to Shrewsbury sir Iohn An dt please your lorship I heare his maiesty is returnd with some discomfort from Wales Iust. I talke not of his maiesty you would not come when I sent for you Falst. And I heare moreouer his highnes is falne into this same horson a poplexi Iust. Well God mend him I pray you let me speake with you Falst. This appoplexi as I take it is a kind of lethergie and 't please your lordship a kind of sleeping in the bloud a horson tingling Iust. What tell you me of it be it as it is Falst. It hath it originall from much griefe from study and perturbation of the braine I haue read the cause of his effects in Galen it is a kind of deafenes Iust. I think you are falne into the disease for you heare noâ— what I say to you Old Very wel my lord very wel rather and 't please you it is the disease of not listning the maladie of not marking that I am troubled withall Iust. To punish you by the heeles would amend the attention of your eares and I care not if I doe become your phisitian Falst. I am as poore as Iob my lord but not so pacient your Lordship may minister the potion of imprisonment to me in respect of pouerty but how I should be your pacient to follow your prescriptions the wise may make som dramme of a scruple or indeede a scruple it selfe Iust. I sent for you when there were matters against you for your life to come speake with me Falst. As I was then aduisde by my learned counsail in the lawes of this land seruice I did not come Iust. Wel the truth is sir Iohn you liue in great infamy Falst. He that buckles himselfe in my belt cannot liue in lesse Iust. Your meanes are very slender and your waste is great Falst. I would it were otherwise I would my meanes were greater and my waste slender Iust. You haue misled the youthfull prince Falst. The yong prince hath misled me I am the felow with the great belly and he my dogge Iust. Wel I am loth to gall a new heald wound your daies seruice at Shrewsbury hath a little guilded ouer your nights exploit on Gadshill you may thanke thâ—vnquiet time for your quiet oreposting that action Falst. My lord Iust. But since all is well keepe it so wake not a sleeping wolfe Falst. To wake a wolfe is as bad as smell a fox Iust. VVhat you are as a candle the better part burnt out Falst. A wassel candle my lord al tallow if I did say of wax my growth would approue the truth Iust. There is not a white haire in your face but should haue his effect of grauity Falst. His effect of grauy grauie grauie Iust. You â—ollow the yong prince vp and downe like his ill angell Falst. Not so my lord your ill angell is light but I hope he that lookes vpon me will take me without weighing and yet in some respects I grant I cannot go I cannot tell vertue is of so little regard in these costar-mongers times that true valour is turnd â—erod Pregnancie is made a Tapster his quick wit wasted in giuing reckonings all the other giftes appertinent to man as the malice of his age shapes the one not worth a goosbery you that are old consider not the capacities of vs that are yong you doe measure the heate of our liuers with the bitternesse of your gâ—lles and we that are in the vaward of our youth I must confesse are wagges too Lo. Do you set downe your name in the scroule of youth that are written downe old with all the characters of age haue you not a moist eie a dry hand a yelow cheeke a white beard a decreasing leg an increasing belly is not your voice broken your winde short your chinne double your wit single and euery part about you blasted with antiquitie and will you yet call your selfe yong fie fie fie sir Iohn Iohn My Lorde I was borne about three of the clocke in the afternoone with a white head and something a round bellie for my voyce I haue lost it with hallowing and singing of Anthems to approoue my youth further I will not the truth is I am onely olde in iudgement and vnderstanding and hee that wil caper with me for a thousand markes let him lend me the money and haue at him for the boxe of the â—eâ—re that the Prince gaue you he gaue it like a rude Prince and you tooke it like a sensible Lord I haue checkt him for it and the yong lion repents mary not in ashes and sackcloth but in new silke and olde sacke Lord Well God send the prince a better companion Iohn God send the companion a better prince I cannot ridde my hands of him Lord Well the King hath seuerd you I heare you are going with lord Iohn
of Lancaster against the Archbishop and the Earle of Northumberland Iohn Yea I thanke your prety sweet witte for it but looke you pray all you that kisse my lady Peace at home that our armies ioyne not in a hote day for by the Lord I take but two shirts out with me and I meane not to sweate extraordinarily if it be a hot day I brandish any thing but a bottle I would I might neuer spit white again there is not a dangerous action can peepe out his head but I am thrust vpon it Wel I cannot last euer but it was alway yet the tricke of our English nation if they haue a good thing to make it too common If yee will needs say I am an olde man you should giue me rest I would to God my name were not so terrible to the enemy as it is I were better to be eaten do death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetuall motion Lord Well be honest be honest and God blesse your expedition Iohn Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to furnish me forth Lord Not a penny not a penny you are too impatient to beare crosses fare you well commend mee to my coosine Westmerland Iohn If I do fillip me with a three man beetle A man can no more separate age and couetousnesse than a can part yong limbs and lechery but the gowt galles the one and the pox pinches the other and so both the degrees preuent my curses boy Boy Sir Iohn What money is in my purse Boy Seuen groates and two pence Iohn I can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse borrowing onely lingers and lingers it out but the disease is incurable Go beare this letter to my lord of Lancaster this to the Prince this to the Earle of Westmerland and this to olde mistris Vrsula whome I haue weekely sworne to marry since I perceiud the first white haire of my chin about it you know where to finde me a pox of this gowt or a gowt of this pox for the one or the other playes the rogue with my great toe T is no matter if I doe hault I haue the warres for my color and my pension shal seeme the more reasonable a good wit will make vse of any thing I will turne diseases to commoditie Exeunt Enter th' Archbishop Thomas Mowbray Earle Marshall the Lord Hastings Fauconbridge and Bardolfe Bishop Thus haue you heard our cause and knowne our meanes And my most noble friends I pray you al Speake plainely your opinions of our hopes And first Lord Marshall what say you to it Marsh. I well allow the occasion of our armes But gladly would be better satisfied How in our meanes we should aduance ourselues To looke with forehead bold and big enough Vpon the power and puissance of the King Hast. Ou◠〈…〉 musters grow vpon the file To fiue aâ—d tweâ—ty thousand men of choise And our supplies liue largely in the hope Of great Northumberland whose bosome burnes With an incensed fire of iniuries Bard. The question then Lord Hastings standeth thus Whether our present fiue and twentie thousand May hold vp head without Northumberland Hast. With him we may Bard. Yea mary there 's the point But if without him we be thought too feeble My iudgement is we should not step too far Bish. T is very true lord Bardolfe for indeede It was yong Hot-spurs cause at Shrewsbury Bard. It was my Lord who lined himselfe with hope Eating the ayre and promise of supplie Flattring himselfe in proiect of a power Much smaller then the smallest of his thoughts And so with great imagination Proper to mad-men led his powers to death And winking leapt into destruction Hast. But by your leaue it neuer yet did hurt To lay downe likelihoods and formes of hope Bard. We fortifie in paper and in figures Vsing the names of men in steed of men Like on that drawes the model of an house Beyond his power to build it who halfe thorough Giues ore and leaues his part-created cost A naked subiect to the weeping clowdes And waste for churlish winters tyrannie Hast. Grant that our hopes yet likely of faire birth Should be stil borne and that we now possest The vtmost man of expectation I thinke we are so body strong enough Euen as we are to equal with the King Bard. What is the King but â—iue and twenty thousand Hast. To vs no more nay not so much 〈◊〉 Bardolfe For his diuisions as the times do brawle And in three heads one power against the French And one against Glendower perforce a third Must take vp vs so is the vnfirme King In three diuided and his coffers sound With hollow pouertie and emptinesse Bish. That he should draw his seuerall strengths togither And come against vs in full puissance Need not to be dreaded Hast. If he should do so French and Welch he leaues his back vnarmde they baying him at the heeles neuer feare that Bar. Who is it like should leade his forces hither Hast. The Duke of Lancaster and Westmerland Against the Welsh himself and Harry Monmouth But who is substituted against the French I haue no certaine notice Bish. Shall we go draw our numbers and set on Hast. We are Times subiects and Time bids be gone ex Enter Hostesse of the Tauerne and an Officer or two Hostesse Master Phang haue you entred the action Phang It is entred Host. Where 's your yeoman i st a lusty yeoman wil a stand too 't Phang Sirra where 's Snare Host. O Lord I good master Snare Snare Here here Phang Snare we must arest sir Iohn Falstaffe Host. Yea good master Snare I haue entred him and all Snare It may chaunce cost some of vs our liues for he will stabbe Host. Alas the day take heed of him he stabd me in mine owne house most beastly in good faith a cares not what mischiefe he does if his weapon be out he will foyne like any diuell he will spare neither man woman nor child Phang If I can close with him I care not for his thrust Host. No nor I neither le be at your elbow Phang And I but fist him once and a come but within my view Host. I am vndone by his going I warrant you hee s an infinitiue thing vppon my score good maister Phang holde him sure good master Snare let him not scape a comes continually to Pie corner sauing your manhoods to buy a saddle and he is indited to dinner to the Lubbers head in Lumbert streete to master Smooths the silk man I pray you since my exion is entred and my case so openly knowne to the worlde let him be brought in to his answer a hundred marke is a long one for a poore lone woman to beare and I haue borne and borne and borne and haue bin fubd off and fubd off and fubd off from this day to that day that it is a shame to be thought on there is no honesty
in such dealing vnlesse a woman should be made an asse and a beast to beare euery knaues wrong yonder he comes and that arrant malmsie-nose knaue Bardolfe with him do your offices do your offices master PhaÌ„g master Snare do me do me do me your offices Enter sir Iohn and Bardolfe and the boy Falst. How now whose mare's dead what 's the matter Phang I arrest you at the sute of mistris quickly Falst. Away varlets draw Bardolfe cut me off the villaines head throw the queane in the channell Host. Throw me in the channell I le throw thee in the channel wilt thou wilt thou thou bastardly rogue murder murder a thou honisuckle villaine wilt thou kill Gods officers and the Kings a thou honiseed rogue thou art a honiseed a man queller and a woman queller Falst. Keepe them off Bardolfe Offic. A reskew a reskew Host. Good people bring a reskew or two thou wot wot thou thou wot wot ta do do thou rogue do thou hempseed Boy Away you scullian you rampallian you fustilarian I le tickle your catastrophe Enter Lord chiefe iustice and his men Lord What is the matter keepe the peace here ho. Hostesse Good my lord be good to me I beseech you stand to me Lord How now sir Iohn what are you brawling here Doth this become your place your time and businesse You should haue bin well on your way to Yorke Stand from him fellow wherefore hang'st thou vpon him Host. O my most worshipful Lord and 't please your grace I am a poore widdow of Eastâ—heape and he is arrested at my sute Lord For what summe Host. It is more then for some my Lord it is for al I haue he hath eaten me out of house and home he hath put all my substance into that fat belly of his but I will haue some of it out againe or I wil ride thee a nights like the mare Falst. I think I am as like to ride the mare if I haue any vantage of ground to get vp Lord How comes this sir Iohn what man of good temper would endure this tempest of exclamation are you not ashamed to inforce a poore widdow to so rough a course to come by her owne Falst. What is the grosse summe that I owe thee Host. Mary if thou wert an honest man thy selfe and the mony too thou didst sweare to me vpon a parcell guilt goblet sitting in my dolphin chamber at the round table by a sea cole fire vpon wednesday in Wheeson weeke when the prince broke thy head for liking his father to a singing man of Winsor thou didst sweare to me theÌ„ as I was washing thy wound to marry me and make me my lady thy wife canst thou deny 〈◊〉 did not goodwife Keech the butchers wife come in then and cal me gossip Quickly comming in to borow a messe of vinegar telling vs she had a good dish of prawnes whereby thou didst desire to eate some whereby I told thee they were ill for a greene wound and didst thou not when she was gone down stayers desire me to be no more so familiarity with such poore people saying that ere long they should cal me madam and didst thou not kisse me and bid me fetch thee thirtie shillings I put thee now to thy booke oath dome it if thon canst Falst. My lord this is a poore madeâ—oule and she saies vp and downe the towne that her eldest sonne is like you she hath bin in good case and the trueth is pouerty hath distracted her but for these foolish officers I beseech you I may haue redresse against them Lo. Sir Iohn sir Iohn I am wel acquainted with your maner of wrenching the true cause the false way it is not a confident brow nor the throng of words that come with such more then impudent sawcines from you can thrust me from a leuel conâ—ideration you haue as it appeares to me practisde vpon the easie yeelding spirite of this woman and made her serue your vses both in purse and in person Host. Yea in truth my Lord. Lo. Pray thee peace pay her the debt you owe her and vnpay the villany you haue done with her the one you may doe with sterling mony and the other with currant repentance Falst. My Lord I will not vndergoe this snepe without reply you cal honorable boldnes impudent sawcinesse if a man wil make curtsie and say nothing he is vertuous no my Lord my humble duty remembred I will not bee your sâ—â—er I say to you I do desire deliuerance from these officers being vpon hasty imployment in the Kings affayres Lord You speake as hauing power to do wrong but answer in th' effect of your reputation and satisfie the poore woman Falst. Come hither hostesse Lord Now master Gower what newes enter a messenger Gower The King my Lord and Harry prince of Wales Are neare at hand the rest the paper tells Falst. As I am a gentleman Host. Faith you said so before Falst. As I am a gentleman come no more words of it Host. By this heaunly ground I tread on I must be faine to pawne both my plate the tapestry of my dining chambers Falst. Glasses glasses is the onely drinking and for thy wals a pretty sleight drollery or the storie of the prodigal or the Iarman hunting in waterworke is worth a thousand of these bed-hangers and these flie bitten tapestrie let it be x. â— if thou canst come and t were not for thy humors there 's not a better wench in England goe wash thy face and draw the action come thou must not be in this humor with me dost not know me come come I know thou wast set on to this Host. Pray thee sir Iohn let it be but twentie nobles ifaith I am loath to pawne my pâ—â—te so God saue me law Falst. Let it alone I le make other shift you le be a foole stil. Host. Well you shall haue it though I pawne my gowne I hope you le come to supper you le pay me altogether Falst. Wil I liue goe with her with her hooke on hooke on exit hostesse and sergeant Host. Will you haue Doll Tere-sheet meete you at supper Falst. No more words le ts haue her Lord I haue heard better newes Falst. What 's the newes my lord Lord Where lay the King to night Mess. At Billingsgate my Lord. Falst. I hope my Lord al 's wel what is the newes my lord Lord Come all his forces backe Mess. No fifteen hundred foot fiue hundred horse Are marcht vp to my lord of Lancaster Against Northumberland and the Archbishop Falst. Comes the King back from Wales my noble lord Lord You shall haue letters of me presently Come go along with me good master Gower Falst. My lord Lord What 's the matter Falstaffe Maister Gower shall I intreate you with mee to dinner Gower I must waite vpon my good lord here I thank you good sir Iohn Lord Sir Iohn you loyter heere too long Being you are to
in London Bard. Yea my Lord. Prince Where sups he doth the old boare feede in the old Franke Bard. At the old place my lord in Eastcheape Prince VVhat companie Boy Ephesians my lord of the old church Prince Sup any women with him Boy None my lord but old mistris Quickly and mistris Dol Tere-sheet Prince VVhat Pagan may that be Boy A proper gentlewoman sir and a kinswoman of my masters Prinâ—e Euen such kinne as the parish Heiâ—fors are to the towne â—ull shall we steale vpon them Ned at supper Poynes I am your shadow my Lord I le follow you Prince Sirra you boy and Bardolfe no worde to your master that I am yet come to towne there 's for your silence Bar. I haue no tongue sir. Boy And for mine sir I will gouerne it Prince Fare you well go this Doll Tere-sheete should be some rode Poyns I warrant you as common as the way between S. Albons and London Prince How might we see Falstaffe bestow himself to night in his true colours and not our selues be seene Poynes Put on two letherne ierkins and aprons and waite vpon him at his table as drawers Prince From a god to a bul a heauy descension it was Ioues case from a pince to a prentise a low transformation that shal be mine for in euery thing the purpose must weigh with the folly follow me Ned. exeunt Enter Northumberland his wife and the wife to Harry Percie North. I pray thee louing wife and gentle daughter Giue euen way vnto my rough affaires Put not you on the visage of the times And be like them to Percy troublesome Wife I haue giuen ouer I will speake no more Do what you wil your wisedome be your guide North. Alas sweete wife my honor is at pawne And but my going nothing can redeeme it Kate O yet for Gods sake go not to these wars The time was father that you broke your word When you were more endeere to it then now When your owne Percie when my hearts deere Harry Threw many a Northward looke to see his father Bring vp his powers but he did long in vaine Who then perswaded you to stay at home There were two honors lost yours and your sonnes For yours the God of heauen brighten it For his it stucke vpon him as the sunne In the grey vault of heauen and by his light Did all the Cheualry of England moue To do braue acts he was indeede the glasse Wherein the noble youth did dresse themselues North. Beshrew your heart Faire daughter you do draw my spirites from me With new lamenting ancient ouersights But I must go and meete with danger there Or it will seeke me in an other place And find me worse prouided Wife O flie to Scotland Till that the nobles and the armed commons Haue of their puissance made a little taste Kate If they get ground and vantage of the King Then ioyne you with them like a ribbe of steele To make strength stronger but for al our loues First let them trie themselues so did your sonne He was so suffred so came I a widow And neuer shall haue length of life enough To raine vpon remembrance with mine eies That it may grow and sprout as high as heauen For recordation to my noble husband North. Come come go in with me t is with my mind As with the tide sweld vp vnto his height That makes a stil stand running neither way Faine would I go to meete the Archbishop But many thousand reasons hold me backe I will resolue for Scotland there am I Till time and vantage craue my company exeunt Enter a Drawer or two Francis What the diuel hast thou brought there apple Iohns thou knowest sir Iohn cannot indure an apple Iohn Draw â—as thou saist true the prince once set a dish of apple Iohns before him and tolde him there were fiue more sir Iohns and putting off his hat said I will now take my leaue of these six dâ—ie round old withered Knights it angred him to the heart but he hath forgot that Fran. Why then couer and set them downe and see if thou canst find out Sneakes Noise mistris Tere-sheet would faine heare some musique Dra. Dispatch the roome where they supt is too hot thei le come in straight Frâ—ncis Sirra here wil be the prince and master Poynes anon and they will put on two of our ierkins and aprons and sir Iohn must not know of it Bardolfe hath brought word Enter Will. Dra. By the mas here will be old vtis it wil be an excellent stratagem Francis I le see if I can find out Sneake exit Enter mistris Quickly and Doll Tere-sheet Quickly Yfaith sweet heart me thinkes now you are in an excellent good temperalitie Your pulsidge beates as extraordinarily as heart would desire and your colour I warrant you is as red as any rose in good truth law but yfaith you haue drunke too much cannaries and that 's a maruelous searching wine and it perfumes the bloud ere one can say what 's this how do you now Tere. Better then I was hem Qui. Why that 's well said a good heart's worth gold loe here comes sir Iohn enter sir Iohn sir Iohn When Arthur first in court empty the iourdan and was a worthy King how now mistris Doll host Sicke of a calme yea good faith Falst. So is all her sect and they be once in a calme they are sicke Tere. A pox damne you you muddie rascall is that all the comfort you giue me Falst. You make fat rascals mistris Dol. Tere. I make them gluttonie and diseases make I make them not Falst. If the cooke help to make the gluttonie you helpe to make the diseases Doll we catch of you Doll we catch of you graunt that my poore vertue grant that Doll Yea ioy our chaines and our iewels Fa. Your brooches pearles ouches for to serue brauely is to come halting off you know to come off the breach with his pike bent brauely and to surgerie brauely to venture vpon the chargde chambers brauely Doll Hang your selfe you muddie Cunger hang your selfe host By my troth this is the old fashion you two neuer meet but you fall to some discord you are both ygood truth as rew matique as two dry tosts you cannot one beare with anothers coÌ„firmities what the goodyere one must beare that must â—e you you are the weaker vessell as they say the emptier vessel Dorothy Can a weake empty vessell beare such a huge full hogshead there 's a whole marchaÌ„ts venture of Burdeux stuffe in him you haue not seene a hulke better stuft in the hold Come I le be friends with thee iacke thou art going to the wars and whether I shall euer see thee againe or no there is no body cares Enter drawer Dra. Sir Antient pistols belowe and would speake with you Dol Hang him swaggering rascal let him not come hither it is the foule-mouthd'st rogue in England host If he swagger let
keepe prince Harry in continuall laughter the wearing out of sixe fashions which is foure termes or two actions and a shal laugh without interuallums O it is much that a lie with a slight oathe and a iest with a sad browe will doe with a fellow that neuer had the ach in his shoulders O you shall see him laugh til his face be like a wet cloake ill laide vp Shal. Sir Iohn Falst. I come maister Shallow I come master Shallow Enter Warwike duke Humphrey L. chiefe Iustice Thomas Clarence Prince Iohn Westmerland War How now my lord chiefe Iustice whither away Iust. How doth the King War Exceeding well his cares are now all ended Iust. I hope not dead War Hee s walkt the way of nature And to our purposes he liues no more Iust. I would his Maiestie had calld me with him The seruice that I truely did his life Hath left me open to all iniuries War Indeede I thinke the yong King loues you not Iust. I know he doth not and do arme my selfe To welcome the condition of the time Which cannot looke more hideously vpon me Than I haue drawne it in my fantasie Enter Iohn Thomas and Humphrey War Heere come the heauy issue of dead Harry O that the liuing Harry had the temper Of he the worst of these three gentlemen How many Nobles then should holde their places That must strike saile to spirites of vile sort Iust. O God I feare all will be ouer-turnd Iohn Good morrow coosin Warwicke good morrow Prin. ambo Good morrow coosin Iohn We meete like men that had forgot to speake War We do remember but our argument Is all too heauy to admit much talke Iohn Well peace be with him that hath made vs heauy Iust. Peace be with vs lest we be heauier Humph. O good my lord you haue lost a friend indeede And I dare sweare you borrow not that face Of seeming sorrow it is sure your owne Iohn Though no man be assurde what grace to finde You stand in coldest expectation I am the forier would t were otherwise Cla. Well you must now speake sir Iohn Falstaffe faire Which swimmes against your streame of quallitie Iust. Sweet princes what I did I did in honor Led by thâ—impartiall conduct of my soule And neuer shall you see that I will begge A ragged and forestald remission If truth and vpright innocencie faile me I le to the King my maister that is dead And tell him who hath sent me after him Enter the Prince and Bluâ—t War Here comes the Prince Iust. Good morrow and God saue your maiestie Prince This new and gorgeous garment Maiesty Sits not so easie on me as you thinke Brothers you mixt your sadnesse with some feare This is the English not the Turkish court Not Amurath an Amurath succeedes But Harry Harry yet be sad good brothers For by my faith it very well becomes you Sorrow so royally in you appeares That I will deeply put the fashion on And weare it in my heart why then be sad But entertaine no more of it good brothers Then a ioynt burden layd vpon vs all For me by heauen I bid you be assurde I le be your father and your brother too Let me but beare your loue I le beare your cares Yet weepe that Harries dead and so will I But Harry liues that shal conuert those teares By number into howres of happinesâ—e Bro. We hope no otherwise from your maiesty Prince You al looke strangely on me and you most You are I thinke assurde I loue you not Iust. I am assurde if I be measurde rightly Your maiesty hath no iust cause to hate me Prince No how might a prince of my great hopes forget So great indignities you laid vpon me What rate rebuke and roughly send to prison Th immediate heire of England was this easie May this be washt in lethy and forgotten Iust. I then did vse the person of your father The image of his power lay then in me And in th'administration of his law Whiles I was busie for the common wealth Your Highnesse pleased to forget my place The maiestie and power of law and iustice The image of the King whom I presented And strooke me in my very seate of iudgement Whereon as an offendor to your father I gaue bold way to my authority And did commit you if the deed were ill Be you contented wearing now the garland To haue a sonne set your decrees at naught To plucke downe Iustice from your awful bench To trip the course of law and blunt the sword That guards the peace and safeue of your person Nay more to spurne at your most royall image And mocke your workings in a second body Question your royall thoughts make the case yours Be now the father and propose a sonne Heare your owne dignity so much prophan'd See your most dreadfull lawes so loosely slighted Behold your selfe so by a sonne disdained And then imagine me taking your part And in your power soft silencing your sonne After this cold considerance sentence me And as you are a King speake in your state What I haue done that misbecame my place My person or my lieges soueraigntie Prince You are right Iustice and you weigh this well Therefore still beare the Ballance and the Sword And I do wish your honors may encrease Til you do liue to see a sonne of mine Offend you and obey you as I did So shall I liue to speake my fathers words Happie am I that haue a man so bold That dares do iustice on my proper sonne And not lesse happie hauing such a sonne That would deliuer vp his greatnesse so Into the hands of Iustice you did commit me For which I do commit into your hand Th'vnstained sword that you haue vsde to beare With this remembrance that you vse the same With the like bold iust and impartial spirit As you haue done gainst me there is my hand You shall be as a father to my youth My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine eare And I wil stoope and humble my intents To your well practizde wise directions And princes all beleeue me I beseech you My father is gone wild into his graue For in his toomb lie my affections And with his spirites sadly I suruiue To mocke the expectation of the world To frustrate prophecies and to race out Rotten opinion who hath writ me downe After my seeming the tide of bloud in me Hath prowdely slowd in vanitie till now Now doth it turne and ebbe backe to the sea Where it shall mingle with the state of flouds And flow henceforth in formall maiestie Now call we our high court of parliament And let vs chuse such limbs of noble counsaile That the great bodie of our state may goe In equall ranke with the best gouernd Nation That warre or peace or both at once may be As things acquâ—inted and familiar to vs In which you father shall haue formost hand Our coronation done we wil accite
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