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Front Matter |
ACT 1 |
ACT 2 |
ACT 3 |
ACT 4 |
ACT 5 |

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Textual Introduction
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Synopsis

Henry IV, Part 2, continues the story of Henry IV, Part I. Northumberland learns that his son Hotspur is dead, and he rejoins the remaining rebels. When Hotspur’s widow convinces Northumberland to withdraw, the rebels are then led by the archbishop of York and Lords Mowbray and Hastings, who muster at York to confront the king’s forces.

Sir John Falstaff, meanwhile, glories in the reputation he has gained by falsely claiming to have killed Hotspur, and he uses his wit and cunning to escape charges by the Lord Chief Justice. Prince Hal and his companion Poins disguise themselves to observe Falstaff, and they hear him insult them both. After they confront him, Prince Hal and Falstaff must return to the wars. The king’s army is again victorious, but more through deceit and false promises than through valor.

With the rebellion over, Prince Hal attends his dying father. Hal becomes Henry V, reassures the Lord Chief Justice, and turns away Falstaff, who had expected royal favor.

Characters in the Play
Rumor, Presenter of the Induction
King Henry IV, formerly Henry Bolingbroke
Prince Hal, Prince of Wales and heir to the throne, later King Henry V
John of Lancaster
Thomas of Clarence
Humphrey of Gloucester
younger sons of King Henry IV
Earl of Northumberland, Henry Percy
Northumberland’s wife
Lady Percy, widow of Hotspur
Richard Scroop, Archbishop of York
Lord Mowbray
Lord Hastings
Lord Bardolph
Travers
Morton
Sir John Colevile
in rebellion against
King Henry IV
Earl of Westmoreland
Earl of Warwick
Earl of Surrey
Sir John Blunt
Gower
Harcourt
supporters of King Henry IV
Lord Chief Justice
Sir John Falstaff
Poins
Bardolph
Peto
Pistol
Falstaff’s Page
Hostess of the tavern (also called Mistress Quickly)
Doll Tearsheet
Justice Robert Shallow
Justice Silence
Davy, servant to Shallow
Mouldy
Shadow
Wart
Feeble
Bullcalf
men of Gloucestershire
Fang
Snare
London officers
Epilogue
Drawers, Musicians, Beadles, Grooms, Messenger, Soldiers, Lords, Attendants, Page, Porter, Servants, Officers

INDUCTION
Enter Rumor, painted full of tongues.
RUMOR
FTLN 0001 Open your ears, for which of you will stop
FTLN 0002 The vent of hearing when loud Rumor speaks?
FTLN 0003 I, from the orient to the drooping west,
FTLN 0004 Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold
FTLN 0005 5 The acts commencèd on this ball of earth.
FTLN 0006 Upon my tongues continual slanders ride,
FTLN 0007 The which in every language I pronounce,
FTLN 0008 Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.
FTLN 0009 I speak of peace while covert enmity
FTLN 0010 10 Under the smile of safety wounds the world.
FTLN 0011 And who but Rumor, who but only I,
FTLN 0012 Make fearful musters and prepared defense
FTLN 0013 Whiles the big year, swoll’n with some other grief,
FTLN 0014 Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war,
FTLN 0015 15 And no such matter? Rumor is a pipe
FTLN 0016 Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures,
FTLN 0017 And of so easy and so plain a stop
FTLN 0018 That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
FTLN 0019 The still-discordant wav’ring multitude,
FTLN 0020 20 Can play upon it. But what need I thus
FTLN 0021 My well-known body to anatomize
FTLN 0022 Among my household? Why is Rumor here?
FTLN 0023 I run before King Harry’s victory,
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INDUCTION
FTLN 0024 Who in a bloody field by Shrewsbury
FTLN 0025 25 Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his troops,
FTLN 0026 Quenching the flame of bold rebellion
FTLN 0027 Even with the rebels’ blood. But what mean I
FTLN 0028 To speak so true at first? My office is
FTLN 0029 To noise abroad that Harry Monmouth fell
FTLN 0030 30 Under the wrath of noble Hotspur’s sword,
FTLN 0031 And that the King before the Douglas’ rage
FTLN 0032 Stooped his anointed head as low as death.
FTLN 0033 This have I rumored through the peasant towns
FTLN 0034 Between that royal field of Shrewsbury
FTLN 0035 35 And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone,
FTLN 0036 Where Hotspur’s father, old Northumberland,
FTLN 0037 Lies crafty-sick. The posts come tiring on,
FTLN 0038 And not a man of them brings other news
FTLN 0039 Than they have learnt of me. From Rumor’s
FTLN 0040 40 tongues
FTLN 0041 They bring smooth comforts false, worse than
FTLN 0042 true wrongs.
Rumor exits.

ACT 1
Scene 1
Enter the Lord Bardolph at one door.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0043 Who keeps the gate here, ho?
Enter the Porter.
FTLN 0044 Where is the Earl?
PORTER
FTLN 0045 What shall I say you are?
LORD BARDOLPH FTLN 0046 Tell thou the Earl
FTLN 0047 5 That the Lord Bardolph doth attend him here.
PORTER
FTLN 0048 His Lordship is walked forth into the orchard.
FTLN 0049 Please it your Honor knock but at the gate
FTLN 0050 And he himself will answer.
Enter the Earl Northumberland, his head wrapped in a
kerchief and supporting himself with a crutch.
LORD BARDOLPH FTLN 0051 Here comes the Earl.
Porter exits.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0052 10 What news, Lord Bardolph? Every minute now
FTLN 0053 Should be the father of some stratagem.
FTLN 0054 The times are wild. Contention, like a horse
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FTLN 0055 Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose
FTLN 0056 And bears down all before him.
LORD BARDOLPH FTLN 0057 15 Noble earl,
FTLN 0058 I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0059 Good, an God will!
LORD BARDOLPH FTLN 0060 As good as heart can wish.
FTLN 0061 The King is almost wounded to the death,
FTLN 0062 20 And, in the fortune of my lord your son,
FTLN 0063 Prince Harry slain outright; and both the Blunts
FTLN 0064 Killed by the hand of Douglas; young Prince John
FTLN 0065 And Westmoreland and Stafford fled the field;
FTLN 0066 And Harry Monmouth’s brawn, the hulk Sir John,
FTLN 0067 25 Is prisoner to your son. O, such a day,
FTLN 0068 So fought, so followed, and so fairly won,
FTLN 0069 Came not till now to dignify the times
FTLN 0070 Since Caesar’s fortunes.
NORTHUMBERLAND FTLN 0071 How is this derived?
FTLN 0072 30 Saw you the field? Came you from Shrewsbury?
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0073 I spake with one, my lord, that came from thence,
FTLN 0074 A gentleman well bred and of good name,
FTLN 0075 That freely rendered me these news for true.
Enter Travers.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0076 Here comes my servant Travers, who I sent
FTLN 0077 35 On Tuesday last to listen after news.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0078 My lord, I overrode him on the way,
FTLN 0079 And he is furnished with no certainties
FTLN 0080 More than he haply may retail from me.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0081 Now, Travers, what good tidings comes with you?
TRAVERS
FTLN 0082 40 My lord, Sir John Umfrevile turned me back

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FTLN 0083 With joyful tidings and, being better horsed,
FTLN 0084 Outrode me. After him came spurring hard
FTLN 0085 A gentleman, almost forspent with speed,
FTLN 0086 That stopped by me to breathe his bloodied horse.
FTLN 0087 45 He asked the way to Chester, and of him
FTLN 0088 I did demand what news from Shrewsbury.
FTLN 0089 He told me that rebellion had bad luck
FTLN 0090 And that young Harry Percy’s spur was cold.
FTLN 0091 With that he gave his able horse the head
FTLN 0092 50 And, bending forward, struck his armèd heels
FTLN 0093 Against the panting sides of his poor jade
FTLN 0094 Up to the rowel-head, and starting so
FTLN 0095 He seemed in running to devour the way,
FTLN 0096 Staying no longer question.
NORTHUMBERLAND FTLN 0097 55 Ha? Again:
FTLN 0098 Said he young Harry Percy’s spur was cold?
FTLN 0099 Of Hotspur, Coldspur? That rebellion
FTLN 0100 Had met ill luck?
LORD BARDOLPH FTLN 0101 My lord, I’ll tell you what:
FTLN 0102 60 If my young lord your son have not the day,
FTLN 0103 Upon mine honor, for a silken point
FTLN 0104 I’ll give my barony. Never talk of it.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0105 Why should that gentleman that rode by Travers
FTLN 0106 Give then such instances of loss?
LORD BARDOLPH FTLN 0107 65 Who, he?
FTLN 0108 He was some hilding fellow that had stol’n
FTLN 0109 The horse he rode on and, upon my life,
FTLN 0110 Spoke at a venture.
Enter Morton.
FTLN 0111 Look, here comes more news.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0112 70 Yea, this man’s brow, like to a title leaf,
FTLN 0113 Foretells the nature of a tragic volume.

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FTLN 0114 So looks the strand whereon the imperious flood
FTLN 0115 Hath left a witnessed usurpation.—
FTLN 0116 Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury?
MORTON
FTLN 0117 75 I ran from Shrewsbury, my noble lord,
FTLN 0118 Where hateful death put on his ugliest mask
FTLN 0119 To fright our party.
NORTHUMBERLAND FTLN 0120 How doth my son and brother?
FTLN 0121 Thou tremblest, and the whiteness in thy cheek
FTLN 0122 80 Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand.
FTLN 0123 Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless,
FTLN 0124 So dull, so dead in look, so woebegone,
FTLN 0125 Drew Priam’s curtain in the dead of night
FTLN 0126 And would have told him half his Troy was burnt;
FTLN 0127 85 But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue,
FTLN 0128 And I my Percy’s death ere thou report’st it.
FTLN 0129 This thou wouldst say: “Your son did thus and thus;
FTLN 0130 Your brother thus; so fought the noble Douglas”—
FTLN 0131 Stopping my greedy ear with their bold deeds.
FTLN 0132 90 But in the end, to stop my ear indeed,
FTLN 0133 Thou hast a sigh to blow away this praise,
FTLN 0134 Ending with “Brother, son, and all are dead.”
MORTON
FTLN 0135 Douglas is living, and your brother yet,
FTLN 0136 But for my lord your son—
NORTHUMBERLAND FTLN 0137 95 Why, he is dead.
FTLN 0138 See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!
FTLN 0139 He that but fears the thing he would not know
FTLN 0140 Hath, by instinct, knowledge from others’ eyes
FTLN 0141 That what he feared is chancèd. Yet speak,
FTLN 0142 100 Morton.
FTLN 0143 Tell thou an earl his divination lies,
FTLN 0144 And I will take it as a sweet disgrace
FTLN 0145 And make thee rich for doing me such wrong.
MORTON
FTLN 0146 You are too great to be by me gainsaid,
FTLN 0147 105 Your spirit is too true, your fears too certain.

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NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0148 Yet, for all this, say not that Percy’s dead.
FTLN 0149 I see a strange confession in thine eye.
FTLN 0150 Thou shak’st thy head and hold’st it fear or sin
FTLN 0151 To speak a truth. If he be slain, say so.
FTLN 0152 110 The tongue offends not that reports his death;
FTLN 0153 And he doth sin that doth belie the dead,
FTLN 0154 Not he which says the dead is not alive.
FTLN 0155 Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news
FTLN 0156 Hath but a losing office, and his tongue
FTLN 0157 115 Sounds ever after as a sullen bell
FTLN 0158 Remembered tolling a departing friend.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0159 I cannot think, my lord, your son is dead.
MORTON , to Northumberland
FTLN 0160 I am sorry I should force you to believe
FTLN 0161 That which I would to God I had not seen,
FTLN 0162 120 But these mine eyes saw him in bloody state,
FTLN 0163 Rend’ring faint quittance, wearied and outbreathed,
FTLN 0164 To Harry Monmouth, whose swift wrath beat down
FTLN 0165 The never-daunted Percy to the earth,
FTLN 0166 From whence with life he never more sprung up.
FTLN 0167 125 In few, his death, whose spirit lent a fire
FTLN 0168 Even to the dullest peasant in his camp,
FTLN 0169 Being bruited once, took fire and heat away
FTLN 0170 From the best-tempered courage in his troops;
FTLN 0171 For from his mettle was his party steeled,
FTLN 0172 130 Which, once in him abated, all the rest
FTLN 0173 Turned on themselves, like dull and heavy lead.
FTLN 0174 And as the thing that’s heavy in itself
FTLN 0175 Upon enforcement flies with greatest speed,
FTLN 0176 So did our men, heavy in Hotspur’s loss,
FTLN 0177 135 Lend to this weight such lightness with their fear
FTLN 0178 That arrows fled not swifter toward their aim
FTLN 0179 Than did our soldiers, aiming at their safety,

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FTLN 0180 Fly from the field. Then was that noble Worcester
FTLN 0181 So soon ta’en prisoner; and that furious Scot,
FTLN 0182 140 The bloody Douglas, whose well-laboring sword
FTLN 0183 Had three times slain th’ appearance of the King,
FTLN 0184 Gan vail his stomach and did grace the shame
FTLN 0185 Of those that turned their backs and in his flight,
FTLN 0186 Stumbling in fear, was took. The sum of all
FTLN 0187 145 Is that the King hath won and hath sent out
FTLN 0188 A speedy power to encounter you, my lord,
FTLN 0189 Under the conduct of young Lancaster
FTLN 0190 And Westmoreland. This is the news at full.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0191 For this I shall have time enough to mourn.
FTLN 0192 150 In poison there is physic, and these news,
FTLN 0193 Having been well, that would have made me sick,
FTLN 0194 Being sick, have in some measure made me well.
FTLN 0195 And as the wretch whose fever-weakened joints,
FTLN 0196 Like strengthless hinges, buckle under life,
FTLN 0197 155 Impatient of his fit, breaks like a fire
FTLN 0198 Out of his keeper’s arms, even so my limbs,
FTLN 0199 Weakened with grief, being now enraged with
FTLN 0200 grief,
FTLN 0201 Are thrice themselves. Hence therefore, thou
FTLN 0202 160 nice crutch. He throws down his crutch.
FTLN 0203 A scaly gauntlet now with joints of steel
FTLN 0204 Must glove this hand. And hence, thou sickly
FTLN 0205 coif. He removes his kerchief.
FTLN 0206 Thou art a guard too wanton for the head
FTLN 0207 165 Which princes, fleshed with conquest, aim to hit.
FTLN 0208 Now bind my brows with iron, and approach
FTLN 0209 The ragged’st hour that time and spite dare bring
FTLN 0210 To frown upon th’ enraged Northumberland.
FTLN 0211 Let heaven kiss Earth! Now let not Nature’s hand
FTLN 0212 170 Keep the wild flood confined. Let order die,
FTLN 0213 And let this world no longer be a stage

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FTLN 0214 To feed contention in a lingering act;
FTLN 0215 But let one spirit of the firstborn Cain
FTLN 0216 Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set
FTLN 0217 175 On bloody courses, the rude scene may end,
FTLN 0218 And darkness be the burier of the dead.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0219 This strainèd passion doth you wrong, my lord.
MORTON
FTLN 0220 Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from your honor.
FTLN 0221 The lives of all your loving complices
FTLN 0222 180 Lean on your health, the which, if you give o’er
FTLN 0223 To stormy passion, must perforce decay.
FTLN 0224 You cast th’ event of war, my noble lord,
FTLN 0225 And summed the accompt of chance before you
FTLN 0226 said
FTLN 0227 185 “Let us make head.” It was your presurmise
FTLN 0228 That in the dole of blows your son might drop.
FTLN 0229 You knew he walked o’er perils on an edge,
FTLN 0230 More likely to fall in than to get o’er.
FTLN 0231 You were advised his flesh was capable
FTLN 0232 190 Of wounds and scars, and that his forward spirit
FTLN 0233 Would lift him where most trade of danger
FTLN 0234 ranged.
FTLN 0235 Yet did you say “Go forth,” and none of this,
FTLN 0236 Though strongly apprehended, could restrain
FTLN 0237 195 The stiff-borne action. What hath then befall’n,
FTLN 0238 Or what did this bold enterprise bring forth,
FTLN 0239 More than that being which was like to be?
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0240 We all that are engagèd to this loss
FTLN 0241 Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas
FTLN 0242 200 That if we wrought out life, ’twas ten to one;
FTLN 0243 And yet we ventured, for the gain proposed
FTLN 0244 Choked the respect of likely peril feared;
FTLN 0245 And since we are o’erset, venture again.
FTLN 0246 Come, we will all put forth, body and goods.

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MORTON
FTLN 0247 205 ’Tis more than time.—And, my most noble lord,
FTLN 0248 I hear for certain, and dare speak the truth:
FTLN 0249 The gentle Archbishop of York is up
FTLN 0250 With well-appointed powers. He is a man
FTLN 0251 Who with a double surety binds his followers.
FTLN 0252 210 My lord your son had only but the corpse,
FTLN 0253 But shadows and the shows of men, to fight;
FTLN 0254 For that same word “rebellion” did divide
FTLN 0255 The action of their bodies from their souls,
FTLN 0256 And they did fight with queasiness, constrained,
FTLN 0257 215 As men drink potions, that their weapons only
FTLN 0258 Seemed on our side. But, for their spirits and
FTLN 0259 souls,
FTLN 0260 This word “rebellion,” it had froze them up
FTLN 0261 As fish are in a pond. But now the Bishop
FTLN 0262 220 Turns insurrection to religion.
FTLN 0263 Supposed sincere and holy in his thoughts,
FTLN 0264 He’s followed both with body and with mind,
FTLN 0265 And doth enlarge his rising with the blood
FTLN 0266 Of fair King Richard, scraped from Pomfret
FTLN 0267 225 stones;
FTLN 0268 Derives from heaven his quarrel and his cause;
FTLN 0269 Tells them he doth bestride a bleeding land,
FTLN 0270 Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke;
FTLN 0271 And more and less do flock to follow him.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 0272 230 I knew of this before, but, to speak truth,
FTLN 0273 This present grief had wiped it from my mind.
FTLN 0274 Go in with me and counsel every man
FTLN 0275 The aptest way for safety and revenge.
FTLN 0276 Get posts and letters, and make friends with speed.
FTLN 0277 235 Never so few, and never yet more need.
They exit.

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ACT 1. SC. 2
Scene 2
Enter Sir John Falstaff, with his Page bearing his sword
and buckler.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0278 Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my
FTLN 0279 water?
PAGE FTLN 0280 He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy
FTLN 0281 water, but, for the party that owed it, he might have
FTLN 0282 5 more diseases than he knew for.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0283 Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me.
FTLN 0284 The brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is
FTLN 0285 not able to invent anything that intends to laughter
FTLN 0286 more than I invent, or is invented on me. I am not
FTLN 0287 10 only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in
FTLN 0288 other men. I do here walk before thee like a sow
FTLN 0289 that hath overwhelmed all her litter but one. If the
FTLN 0290 Prince put thee into my service for any other reason
FTLN 0291 than to set me off, why then I have no judgment.
FTLN 0292 15 Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to be
FTLN 0293 worn in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never
FTLN 0294 manned with an agate till now, but I will inset you
FTLN 0295 neither in gold nor silver, but in vile apparel, and
FTLN 0296 send you back again to your master for a jewel. The
FTLN 0297 20 juvenal, the Prince your master, whose chin is not
FTLN 0298 yet fledge—I will sooner have a beard grow in the
FTLN 0299 palm of my hand than he shall get one off his cheek,
FTLN 0300 and yet he will not stick to say his face is a face
FTLN 0301 royal. God may finish it when He will. ’Tis not a hair
FTLN 0302 25 amiss yet. He may keep it still at a face royal, for a
FTLN 0303 barber shall never earn sixpence out of it, and yet
FTLN 0304 he’ll be crowing as if he had writ man ever since his
FTLN 0305 father was a bachelor. He may keep his own grace,
FTLN 0306 but he’s almost out of mine, I can assure him. What
FTLN 0307 30 said Master Dommelton about the satin for my
FTLN 0308 short cloak and my slops?

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PAGE FTLN 0309 He said, sir, you should procure him better
FTLN 0310 assurance than Bardolph. He would not take his
FTLN 0311 band and yours. He liked not the security.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0312 35 Let him be damned like the glutton! Pray
FTLN 0313 God his tongue be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel, a
FTLN 0314 rascally yea-forsooth knave, to bear a gentleman in
FTLN 0315 hand and then stand upon security! The whoreson
FTLN 0316 smoothy-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes
FTLN 0317 40 and bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a man is
FTLN 0318 through with them in honest taking up, then they
FTLN 0319 must stand upon security. I had as lief they would
FTLN 0320 put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with
FTLN 0321 “security.” I looked he should have sent me two-and-twenty
FTLN 0322 45 yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and
FTLN 0323 he sends me “security.” Well, he may sleep in
FTLN 0324 security, for he hath the horn of abundance, and the
FTLN 0325 lightness of his wife shines through it, and yet
FTLN 0326 cannot he see though he have his own lantern to
FTLN 0327 50 light him. Where’s Bardolph?
PAGE FTLN 0328 He’s gone in Smithfield to buy your Worship a
FTLN 0329 horse.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0330 I bought him in Paul’s, and he’ll buy me a
FTLN 0331 horse in Smithfield. An I could get me but a wife in
FTLN 0332 55 the stews, I were manned, horsed, and wived.
Enter Lord Chief Justice and Servant.
PAGE , to Falstaff FTLN 0333 Sir, here comes the nobleman that
FTLN 0334 committed the Prince for striking him about
FTLN 0335 Bardolph.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0336 Wait close. I will not see him.
They begin to exit.
CHIEF JUSTICE , to Servant FTLN 0337 60 What’s he that goes there?
SERVANT FTLN 0338 Falstaff, an ’t please your Lordship.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0339 He that was in question for the robbery?
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FTLN 0341 service at Shrewsbury, and, as I hear, is now going
FTLN 0342 65 with some charge to the Lord John of Lancaster.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0343 What, to York? Call him back again.
SERVANT FTLN 0344 Sir John Falstaff!
FALSTAFF FTLN 0345 Boy, tell him I am deaf.
PAGE FTLN 0346 You must speak louder. My master is deaf.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0347 70 I am sure he is, to the hearing of
FTLN 0348 anything good.—Go pluck him by the elbow. I must
FTLN 0349 speak with him.
SERVANT , plucking Falstaff’s sleeve FTLN 0350 Sir John!
FALSTAFF FTLN 0351 What, a young knave and begging? Is there
FTLN 0352 75 not wars? Is there not employment? Doth not the
FTLN 0353 King lack subjects? Do not the rebels need soldiers?
FTLN 0354 Though it be a shame to be on any side but one, it is
FTLN 0355 worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side,
FTLN 0356 were it worse than the name of rebellion can tell
FTLN 0357 80 how to make it.
SERVANT FTLN 0358 You mistake me, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0359 Why sir, did I say you were an honest man?
FTLN 0360 Setting my knighthood and my soldiership aside, I
FTLN 0361 had lied in my throat if I had said so.
SERVANT FTLN 0362 85 I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood and
FTLN 0363 your soldiership aside, and give me leave to tell you,
FTLN 0364 you lie in your throat if you say I am any other than
FTLN 0365 an honest man.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0366 I give thee leave to tell me so? I lay aside that
FTLN 0367 90 which grows to me? If thou gett’st any leave of me,
FTLN 0368 hang me; if thou tak’st leave, thou wert better be
FTLN 0369 hanged. You hunt counter. Hence! Avaunt!
SERVANT FTLN 0370 Sir, my lord would speak with you.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0371 Sir John Falstaff, a word with you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0372 95 My good lord. God give your Lordship good
FTLN 0373 time of the day. I am glad to see your Lordship
FTLN 0374 abroad. I heard say your Lordship was sick. I hope
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FTLN 0376 though not clean past your youth, have yet
FTLN 0377 100 some smack of an ague in you, some relish of the
FTLN 0378 saltness of time in you, and I most humbly beseech
FTLN 0379 your Lordship to have a reverend care of your
FTLN 0380 health.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0381 Sir John, I sent for you before your
FTLN 0382 105 expedition to Shrewsbury.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0383 An ’t please your Lordship, I hear his Majesty
FTLN 0384 is returned with some discomfort from Wales.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0385 I talk not of his Majesty. You would not
FTLN 0386 come when I sent for you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0387 110 And I hear, moreover, his Highness is fallen
FTLN 0388 into this same whoreson apoplexy.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0389 Well, God mend him. I pray you let me
FTLN 0390 speak with you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0391 This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of
FTLN 0392 115 lethargy, an ’t please your Lordship, a kind of
FTLN 0393 sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0394 What tell you me of it? Be it as it is.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0395 It hath it original from much grief, from
FTLN 0396 study, and perturbation of the brain. I have read the
FTLN 0397 120 cause of his effects in Galen. It is a kind of deafness.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0398 I think you are fallen into the disease,
FTLN 0399 for you hear not what I say to you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0400 Very well, my lord, very well. Rather, an ’t
FTLN 0401 please you, it is the disease of not listening, the
FTLN 0402 125 malady of not marking, that I am troubled withal.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0403 To punish you by the heels would amend
FTLN 0404 the attention of your ears, and I care not if I do
FTLN 0405 become your physician.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0406 I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so
FTLN 0407 130 patient. Your Lordship may minister the potion of
FTLN 0408 imprisonment to me in respect of poverty, but how
FTLN 0409 I should be your patient to follow your prescriptions,
FTLN 0410 the wise may make some dram of a scruple,
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CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0412 135 I sent for you, when there were matters
FTLN 0413 against you for your life, to come speak with me.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0414 As I was then advised by my learned counsel
FTLN 0415 in the laws of this land-service, I did not come.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0416 Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live in
FTLN 0417 140 great infamy.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0418 He that buckles himself in my belt cannot
FTLN 0419 live in less.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0420 Your means are very slender, and your
FTLN 0421 waste is great.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0422 145 I would it were otherwise. I would my means
FTLN 0423 were greater and my waist slender.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0424 You have misled the youthful prince.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0425 The young prince hath misled me. I am the
FTLN 0426 fellow with the great belly, and he my dog.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0427 150 Well, I am loath to gall a new-healed
FTLN 0428 wound. Your day’s service at Shrewsbury hath a
FTLN 0429 little gilded over your night’s exploit on Gad’s Hill.
FTLN 0430 You may thank th’ unquiet time for your quiet
FTLN 0431 o’erposting that action.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0432 155 My lord.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0433 But since all is well, keep it so. Wake not
FTLN 0434 a sleeping wolf.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0435 To wake a wolf is as bad as to smell a fox.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0436 What, you are as a candle, the better
FTLN 0437 160 part burnt out.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0438 A wassail candle, my lord, all tallow. If I did
FTLN 0439 say of wax, my growth would approve the truth.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0440 There is not a white hair in your face but
FTLN 0441 should have his effect of gravity.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0442 165 His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0443 You follow the young prince up and
FTLN 0444 down like his ill angel.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0445 Not so, my lord. Your ill angel is light, but I
FTLN 0446 hope he that looks upon me will take me without
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FTLN 0448 go. I cannot tell. Virtue is of so little regard in these
FTLN 0449 costermongers’ times that true valor is turned bearherd;
FTLN 0450 pregnancy is made a tapster, and hath his
FTLN 0451 quick wit wasted in giving reckonings. All the other
FTLN 0452 175 gifts appurtenant to man, as the malice of this age
FTLN 0453 shapes them, are not worth a gooseberry. You that
FTLN 0454 are old consider not the capacities of us that are
FTLN 0455 young. You do measure the heat of our livers with
FTLN 0456 the bitterness of your galls, and we that are in the
FTLN 0457 180 vaward of our youth, I must confess, are wags too.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0458 Do you set down your name in the scroll
FTLN 0459 of youth, that are written down old with all the
FTLN 0460 characters of age? Have you not a moist eye, a dry
FTLN 0461 hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing
FTLN 0462 185 leg, an increasing belly? Is not your voice broken,
FTLN 0463 your wind short, your chin double, your wit single,
FTLN 0464 and every part about you blasted with antiquity?
FTLN 0465 And will you yet call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir
FTLN 0466 John.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0467 190 My lord, I was born about three of the clock
FTLN 0468 in the afternoon, with a white head and something
FTLN 0469 a round belly. For my voice, I have lost it with
FTLN 0470 halloing and singing of anthems. To approve my
FTLN 0471 youth further, I will not. The truth is, I am only old
FTLN 0472 195 in judgment and understanding. And he that will
FTLN 0473 caper with me for a thousand marks, let him lend
FTLN 0474 me the money, and have at him. For the box of the
FTLN 0475 ear that the Prince gave you, he gave it like a rude
FTLN 0476 prince, and you took it like a sensible lord. I have
FTLN 0477 200 checked him for it, and the young lion repents.
FTLN 0478 Aside. Marry, not in ashes and sackcloth, but in
FTLN 0479 new silk and old sack.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0480 Well, God send the Prince a better
FTLN 0481 companion.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0482 205 God send the companion a better prince. I
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CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0484 Well, the King hath severed you and
FTLN 0485 Prince Harry. I hear you are going with Lord John
FTLN 0486 of Lancaster against the Archbishop and the Earl of
FTLN 0487 210 Northumberland.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0488 Yea, I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But
FTLN 0489 look you pray, all you that kiss my Lady Peace at
FTLN 0490 home, that our armies join not in a hot day, for, by
FTLN 0491 the Lord, I take but two shirts out with me, and I
FTLN 0492 215 mean not to sweat extraordinarily. If it be a hot day
FTLN 0493 and I brandish anything but a bottle, I would I
FTLN 0494 might never spit white again. There is not a dangerous
FTLN 0495 action can peep out his head but I am thrust
FTLN 0496 upon it. Well, I cannot last ever. But it was always
FTLN 0497 220 yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a
FTLN 0498 good thing, to make it too common. If you will
FTLN 0499 needs say I am an old man, you should give me rest.
FTLN 0500 I would to God my name were not so terrible to the
FTLN 0501 enemy as it is. I were better to be eaten to death
FTLN 0502 225 with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with
FTLN 0503 perpetual motion.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0504 Well, be honest, be honest, and God
FTLN 0505 bless your expedition.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0506 Will your Lordship lend me a thousand
FTLN 0507 230 pound to furnish me forth?
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0508 Not a penny, not a penny. You are too
FTLN 0509 impatient to bear crosses. Fare you well. Commend
FTLN 0510 me to my cousin Westmoreland.
Lord Chief Justice and his Servant exit.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0511 If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A
FTLN 0512 235 man can no more separate age and covetousness
FTLN 0513 than he can part young limbs and lechery; but the
FTLN 0514 gout galls the one, and the pox pinches the other,
FTLN 0515 and so both the degrees prevent my curses.—Boy!
PAGE FTLN 0516 Sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0517 240 What money is in my purse?
PAGE FTLN 0518 Seven groats and two pence.

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FALSTAFF FTLN 0519 I can get no remedy against this consumption
FTLN 0520 of the purse. Borrowing only lingers and lingers
FTLN 0521 it out, but the disease is incurable. Giving
papers to the Page. FTLN 0522 245 Go bear this letter to my Lord
FTLN 0523 of Lancaster, this to the Prince, this to the Earl
FTLN 0524 of Westmoreland, and this to old Mistress Ursula,
FTLN 0525 whom I have weekly sworn to marry since I perceived
FTLN 0526 the first white hair of my chin. About it. You
FTLN 0527 250 know where to find me. Page exits. A pox of this
FTLN 0528 gout! Or a gout of this pox, for the one or the other
FTLN 0529 plays the rogue with my great toe. ’Tis no matter if I
FTLN 0530 do halt. I have the wars for my color, and my
FTLN 0531 pension shall seem the more reasonable. A good wit
FTLN 0532 255 will make use of anything. I will turn diseases to
FTLN 0533 commodity.
He exits.
Scene 3
Enter th’ Archbishop of York, Thomas Mowbray (Earl
Marshal), the Lord Hastings, and Lord Bardolph.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 0534 Thus have you heard our cause and known our
FTLN 0535 means,
FTLN 0536 And, my most noble friends, I pray you all
FTLN 0537 Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes.
FTLN 0538 5 And first, Lord Marshal, what say you to it?
MOWBRAY
FTLN 0539 I well allow the occasion of our arms,
FTLN 0540 But gladly would be better satisfied
FTLN 0541 How in our means we should advance ourselves
FTLN 0542 To look with forehead bold and big enough
FTLN 0543 10 Upon the power and puissance of the King.
HASTINGS
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FTLN 0545 To five-and-twenty thousand men of choice,
FTLN 0546 And our supplies live largely in the hope
FTLN 0547 Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns
FTLN 0548 15 With an incensèd fire of injuries.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0549 The question, then, Lord Hastings, standeth thus:
FTLN 0550 Whether our present five-and-twenty thousand
FTLN 0551 May hold up head without Northumberland.
HASTINGS
FTLN 0552 With him we may.
LORD BARDOLPH FTLN 0553 20 Yea, marry, there’s the point.
FTLN 0554 But if without him we be thought too feeble,
FTLN 0555 My judgment is we should not step too far
FTLN 0556 Till we had his assistance by the hand.
FTLN 0557 For in a theme so bloody-faced as this,
FTLN 0558 25 Conjecture, expectation, and surmise
FTLN 0559 Of aids incertain should not be admitted.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 0560 ’Tis very true, Lord Bardolph, for indeed
FTLN 0561 It was young Hotspur’s cause at Shrewsbury.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0562 It was, my lord; who lined himself with hope,
FTLN 0563 30 Eating the air and promise of supply,
FTLN 0564 Flatt’ring himself in project of a power
FTLN 0565 Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts,
FTLN 0566 And so, with great imagination
FTLN 0567 Proper to madmen, led his powers to death
FTLN 0568 35 And, winking, leapt into destruction.
HASTINGS
FTLN 0569 But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt
FTLN 0570 To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0571 Yes, if this present quality of war —
FTLN 0572 Indeed the instant action, a cause on foot—
FTLN 0573 40 Lives so in hope, as in an early spring
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FTLN 0575 Hope gives not so much warrant as despair
FTLN 0576 That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build,
FTLN 0577 We first survey the plot, then draw the model,
FTLN 0578 45 And when we see the figure of the house,
FTLN 0579 Then must we rate the cost of the erection,
FTLN 0580 Which if we find outweighs ability,
FTLN 0581 What do we then but draw anew the model
FTLN 0582 In fewer offices, or at least desist
FTLN 0583 50 To build at all? Much more in this great work,
FTLN 0584 Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down
FTLN 0585 And set another up, should we survey
FTLN 0586 The plot of situation and the model,
FTLN 0587 Consent upon a sure foundation,
FTLN 0588 55 Question surveyors, know our own estate,
FTLN 0589 How able such a work to undergo,
FTLN 0590 To weigh against his opposite. Or else
FTLN 0591 We fortify in paper and in figures,
FTLN 0592 Using the names of men instead of men,
FTLN 0593 60 Like one that draws the model of an house
FTLN 0594 Beyond his power to build it, who, half through,
FTLN 0595 Gives o’er and leaves his part-created cost
FTLN 0596 A naked subject to the weeping clouds
FTLN 0597 And waste for churlish winter’s tyranny.
HASTINGS
FTLN 0598 65 Grant that our hopes, yet likely of fair birth,
FTLN 0599 Should be stillborn and that we now possessed
FTLN 0600 The utmost man of expectation,
FTLN 0601 I think we are a body strong enough,
FTLN 0602 Even as we are, to equal with the King.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0603 70 What, is the King but five-and-twenty thousand?
HASTINGS
FTLN 0604 To us no more, nay, not so much, Lord Bardolph,
FTLN 0605 For his divisions, as the times do brawl,
FTLN 0606 Are in three heads: one power against the French,
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FTLN 0608 75 Must take up us. So is the unfirm king
FTLN 0609 In three divided, and his coffers sound
FTLN 0610 With hollow poverty and emptiness.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 0611 That he should draw his several strengths together
FTLN 0612 And come against us in full puissance
FTLN 0613 80 Need not to be dreaded.
HASTINGS FTLN 0614 If he should do so,
FTLN 0615 He leaves his back unarmed, the French and Welsh
FTLN 0616 Baying him at the heels. Never fear that.
LORD BARDOLPH
FTLN 0617 Who is it like should lead his forces hither?
HASTINGS
FTLN 0618 85 The Duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland;
FTLN 0619 Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth;
FTLN 0620 But who is substituted against the French
FTLN 0621 I have no certain notice.
ARCHBISHOP FTLN 0622 Let us on,
FTLN 0623 90 And publish the occasion of our arms.
FTLN 0624 The commonwealth is sick of their own choice.
FTLN 0625 Their over-greedy love hath surfeited.
FTLN 0626 An habitation giddy and unsure
FTLN 0627 Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
FTLN 0628 95 O thou fond many, with what loud applause
FTLN 0629 Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke
FTLN 0630 Before he was what thou wouldst have him be.
FTLN 0631 And being now trimmed in thine own desires,
FTLN 0632 Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him
FTLN 0633 100 That thou provok’st thyself to cast him up.
FTLN 0634 So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge
FTLN 0635 Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard,
FTLN 0636 And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up
FTLN 0637 And howl’st to find it. What trust is in these
FTLN 0638 105 times?
FTLN 0639 They that, when Richard lived, would have him die
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FTLN 0641 Thou, that threw’st dust upon his goodly head
FTLN 0642 When through proud London he came sighing on
FTLN 0643 110 After th’ admirèd heels of Bolingbroke,
FTLN 0644 Criest now “O earth, yield us that king again,
FTLN 0645 And take thou this!” O thoughts of men accursed!
FTLN 0646 Past and to come seems best; things present,
FTLN 0647 worst.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 0648 115 Shall we go draw our numbers and set on?
HASTINGS
FTLN 0649 We are time’s subjects, and time bids begone.
They exit.

ACT 2
Scene 1
Enter Hostess Quickly of the tavern with two Officers,
Fang and Snare, who lags behind.
HOSTESS FTLN 0650 Master Fang, have you entered the action?
FANG FTLN 0651 It is entered.
HOSTESS FTLN 0652 Where’s your yeoman? Is ’t a lusty yeoman?
FTLN 0653 Will he stand to ’t?
FANG , calling FTLN 0654 5 Sirrah! Where’s Snare?
HOSTESS FTLN 0655 O Lord, ay, good Master Snare.
SNARE , catching up to them FTLN 0656 Here, here.
FANG FTLN 0657 Snare, we must arrest Sir John Falstaff.
HOSTESS FTLN 0658 Yea, good Master Snare, I have entered him
FTLN 0659 10 and all.
SNARE FTLN 0660 It may chance cost some of us our lives, for he
FTLN 0661 will stab.
HOSTESS FTLN 0662 Alas the day, take heed of him. He stabbed me
FTLN 0663 in mine own house, and that most beastly, in good
FTLN 0664 15 faith. He cares not what mischief he does. If his
FTLN 0665 weapon be out, he will foin like any devil. He will
FTLN 0666 spare neither man, woman, nor child.
FANG FTLN 0667 If I can close with him, I care not for his thrust.
HOSTESS FTLN 0668 No, nor I neither. I’ll be at your elbow.
FANG FTLN 0669 20 An I but fist him once, an he come but within my
FTLN 0670 view—
HOSTESS FTLN 0671 I am undone by his going. I warrant you, he’s
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FTLN 0672 an infinitive thing upon my score. Good Master
FTLN 0673 Fang, hold him sure. Good Master Snare, let him
FTLN 0674 25 not ’scape. He comes continuantly to Pie Corner,
FTLN 0675 saving your manhoods, to buy a saddle, and he is
FTLN 0676 indited to dinner to the Lubber’s Head in Lumbert
FTLN 0677 Street, to Master Smooth’s the silkman. I pray you,
FTLN 0678 since my exion is entered, and my case so openly
FTLN 0679 30 known to the world, let him be brought in to his
FTLN 0680 answer. A hundred mark is a long one for a poor
FTLN 0681 lone woman to bear, and I have borne, and borne,
FTLN 0682 and borne, and have been fubbed off, and fubbed
FTLN 0683 off, and fubbed off from this day to that day, that it is
FTLN 0684 35 a shame to be thought on. There is no honesty in
FTLN 0685 such dealing, unless a woman should be made an
FTLN 0686 ass and a beast to bear every knave’s wrong. Yonder
FTLN 0687 he comes, and that arrant malmsey-nose knave,
FTLN 0688 Bardolph, with him. Do your offices, do your offices,
FTLN 0689 40 Master Fang and Master Snare, do me, do me,
FTLN 0690 do me your offices.
Enter Sir John Falstaff and Bardolph, and the Page.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0691 How now, whose mare’s dead? What’s the
FTLN 0692 matter?
FANG FTLN 0693 Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of Mistress
FTLN 0694 45 Quickly.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0695 Away, varlets!—Draw, Bardolph. Cut me off
FTLN 0696 the villain’s head. Throw the quean in the
FTLN 0697 channel. They draw.
HOSTESS FTLN 0698 Throw me in the channel? I’ll throw thee in
FTLN 0699 50 the channel. Wilt thou, wilt thou, thou bastardly
FTLN 0700 rogue?—Murder, murder!—Ah, thou honeysuckle
FTLN 0701 villain, wilt thou kill God’s officers and the King’s?
FTLN 0702 Ah, thou honeyseed rogue, thou art a honeyseed, a
FTLN 0703 man-queller, and a woman-queller.
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OFFICERS FTLN 0705 A rescue, a rescue!
HOSTESS FTLN 0706 Good people, bring a rescue or two.—Thou
FTLN 0707 wot, wot thou? Thou wot, wot ta? Do, do, thou
FTLN 0708 rogue. Do, thou hempseed.
PAGE FTLN 0709 60 Away, you scullion, you rampallian, you fustilarian!
FTLN 0710 I’ll tickle your catastrophe.
Enter Lord Chief Justice and his Men.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 0711 What is the matter? Keep the peace here, ho!
HOSTESS FTLN 0712 Good my lord, be good to me. I beseech you
FTLN 0713 stand to me.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 0714 65 How now, Sir John? What, are you brawling here?
FTLN 0715 Doth this become your place, your time, and
FTLN 0716 business?
FTLN 0717 You should have been well on your way to York.—
FTLN 0718 Stand from him, fellow. Wherefore hang’st thou
FTLN 0719 70 upon him?
HOSTESS FTLN 0720 O my most worshipful lord, an ’t please your
FTLN 0721 Grace, I am a poor widow of Eastcheap, and he is
FTLN 0722 arrested at my suit.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0723 For what sum?
HOSTESS FTLN 0724 75 It is more than for some, my lord; it is for all I
FTLN 0725 have. He hath eaten me out of house and home. He
FTLN 0726 hath put all my substance into that fat belly of his.
FTLN 0727 To Falstaff. But I will have some of it out again, or I
FTLN 0728 will ride thee o’ nights like the mare.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0729 80 I think I am as like to ride the mare if I have
FTLN 0730 any vantage of ground to get up.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0731 How comes this, Sir John? Fie, what
FTLN 0732 man of good temper would endure this tempest of
FTLN 0733 exclamation? Are you not ashamed to enforce a
FTLN 0734 85 poor widow to so rough a course to come by her
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FALSTAFF FTLN 0736 What is the gross sum that I owe thee?
HOSTESS FTLN 0737 Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself
FTLN 0738 and the money too. Thou didst swear to me upon a
FTLN 0739 90 parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin chamber at
FTLN 0740 the round table by a sea-coal fire, upon Wednesday
FTLN 0741 in Wheeson week, when the Prince broke thy head
FTLN 0742 for liking his father to a singing-man of Windsor,
FTLN 0743 thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy
FTLN 0744 95 wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife.
FTLN 0745 Canst thou deny it? Did not Goodwife Keech, the
FTLN 0746 butcher’s wife, come in then and call me Gossip
FTLN 0747 Quickly, coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar,
FTLN 0748 telling us she had a good dish of prawns, whereby
FTLN 0749 100 thou didst desire to eat some, whereby I told thee
FTLN 0750 they were ill for a green wound? And didst thou not,
FTLN 0751 when she was gone downstairs, desire me to be no
FTLN 0752 more so familiarity with such poor people, saying
FTLN 0753 that ere long they should call me madam? And didst
FTLN 0754 105 thou not kiss me and bid me fetch thee thirty
FTLN 0755 shillings? I put thee now to thy book-oath. Deny it if
FTLN 0756 thou canst.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0757 My lord, this is a poor mad soul, and she says
FTLN 0758 up and down the town that her eldest son is like
FTLN 0759 110 you. She hath been in good case, and the truth is,
FTLN 0760 poverty hath distracted her. But, for these foolish
FTLN 0761 officers, I beseech you I may have redress against
FTLN 0762 them.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0763 Sir John, Sir John, I am well acquainted
FTLN 0764 115 with your manner of wrenching the true cause the
FTLN 0765 false way. It is not a confident brow, nor the throng
FTLN 0766 of words that come with such more than impudent
FTLN 0767 sauciness from you, can thrust me from a level
FTLN 0768 consideration. You have, as it appears to me, practiced
FTLN 0769 120 upon the easy-yielding spirit of this woman,
FTLN 0770 and made her serve your uses both in purse and in
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HOSTESS FTLN 0772 Yea, in truth, my lord.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0773 Pray thee, peace.—Pay her the debt you
FTLN 0774 125 owe her, and unpay the villainy you have done with
FTLN 0775 her. The one you may do with sterling money, and
FTLN 0776 the other with current repentance.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0777 My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without
FTLN 0778 reply. You call honorable boldness “impudent
FTLN 0779 130 sauciness.” If a man will make curtsy and say
FTLN 0780 nothing, he is virtuous. No, my lord, my humble
FTLN 0781 duty remembered, I will not be your suitor. I say to
FTLN 0782 you, I do desire deliverance from these officers,
FTLN 0783 being upon hasty employment in the King’s affairs.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0784 135 You speak as having power to do wrong;
FTLN 0785 but answer in th’ effect of your reputation, and
FTLN 0786 satisfy the poor woman.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0787 Come hither, hostess.
He speaks aside to the Hostess.
Enter a Messenger, Master Gower.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0788 Now, Master Gower, what news?
GOWER
FTLN 0789 140 The King, my lord, and Harry Prince of Wales
FTLN 0790 Are near at hand. The rest the paper tells.
He gives the Chief Justice a paper to read.
FALSTAFF , to the Hostess FTLN 0791 As I am a gentleman!
HOSTESS FTLN 0792 Faith, you said so before.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0793 As I am a gentleman. Come. No more words
FTLN 0794 145 of it.
HOSTESS FTLN 0795 By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must be
FTLN 0796 fain to pawn both my plate and the tapestry of my
FTLN 0797 dining chambers.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0798 Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking. And for
FTLN 0799 150 thy walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the story of the
FTLN 0800 Prodigal or the German hunting in waterwork is
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FTLN 0802 fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten pound, if thou
FTLN 0803 canst. Come, an ’twere not for thy humors, there’s
FTLN 0804 155 not a better wench in England. Go wash thy face,
FTLN 0805 and draw the action. Come, thou must not be in this
FTLN 0806 humor with me. Dost not know me? Come, come. I
FTLN 0807 know thou wast set on to this.
HOSTESS FTLN 0808 Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty
FTLN 0809 160 nobles. I’ faith, I am loath to pawn my plate, so God
FTLN 0810 save me, la.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0811 Let it alone. I’ll make other shift. You’ll be a
FTLN 0812 fool still.
HOSTESS FTLN 0813 Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my
FTLN 0814 165 gown. I hope you’ll come to supper. You’ll pay
FTLN 0815 me all together?
FALSTAFF FTLN 0816 Will I live? Aside to Bardolph. Go with her,
FTLN 0817 with her. Hook on, hook on.
HOSTESS FTLN 0818 Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet you at
FTLN 0819 170 supper?
FALSTAFF FTLN 0820 No more words. Let’s have her.
Hostess, Fang, Snare, Bardolph, Page,
and others exit.
CHIEF JUSTICE , to Gower FTLN 0821 I have heard better news.
FALSTAFF , to Chief Justice FTLN 0822 What’s the news, my good
FTLN 0823 lord?
CHIEF JUSTICE , to Gower FTLN 0824 175 Where lay the King
FTLN 0825 tonight?
GOWER FTLN 0826 At Basingstoke, my lord.
FALSTAFF , to Chief Justice FTLN 0827 I hope, my lord, all’s
FTLN 0828 well. What is the news, my lord?
CHIEF JUSTICE , to Gower FTLN 0829 180 Come all his forces back?
GOWER
FTLN 0830 No. Fifteen hundred foot, five hundred horse
FTLN 0831 Are marched up to my Lord of Lancaster
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FALSTAFF , to Chief Justice
FTLN 0833 Comes the King back from Wales, my noble lord?
CHIEF JUSTICE , to Gower
FTLN 0834 185 You shall have letters of me presently.
FTLN 0835 Come. Go along with me, good Master Gower.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0836 My lord!
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0837 What’s the matter?
FALSTAFF FTLN 0838 Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to
FTLN 0839 190 dinner?
GOWER FTLN 0840 I must wait upon my good lord here. I thank
FTLN 0841 you, good Sir John.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0842 Sir John, you loiter here too long, being
FTLN 0843 you are to take soldiers up in counties as you go.
FALSTAFF FTLN 0844 195 Will you sup with me, Master Gower?
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0845 What foolish master taught you these
FTLN 0846 manners, Sir John?
FALSTAFF FTLN 0847 Master Gower, if they become me not, he was
FTLN 0848 a fool that taught them me.—This is the right
FTLN 0849 200 fencing grace, my lord: tap for tap, and so part fair.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 0850 Now the Lord lighten thee. Thou art a
FTLN 0851 great fool.
They separate and exit.
Scene 2
Enter the Prince and Poins.
PRINCE FTLN 0852 Before God, I am exceeding weary.
POINS FTLN 0853 Is ’t come to that? I had thought weariness durst
FTLN 0854 not have attached one of so high blood.
PRINCE FTLN 0855 Faith, it does me, though it discolors the complexion
FTLN 0856 5 of my greatness to acknowledge it. Doth it
FTLN 0857 not show vilely in me to desire small beer?
POINS FTLN 0858 Why, a prince should not be so loosely studied
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PRINCE FTLN 0860 Belike then my appetite was not princely got,
FTLN 0861 10 for, by my troth, I do now remember the poor
FTLN 0862 creature small beer. But indeed these humble considerations
FTLN 0863 make me out of love with my greatness.
FTLN 0864 What a disgrace is it to me to remember thy name,
FTLN 0865 or to know thy face tomorrow, or to take note how
FTLN 0866 15 many pair of silk stockings thou hast—with these,
FTLN 0867 and those that were thy peach-colored ones—or to
FTLN 0868 bear the inventory of thy shirts, as, one for superfluity
FTLN 0869 and another for use. But that the tennis-court
FTLN 0870 keeper knows better than I, for it is a low ebb of
FTLN 0871 20 linen with thee when thou keepest not racket there,
FTLN 0872 as thou hast not done a great while, because the rest
FTLN 0873 of the low countries have made a shift to eat up thy
FTLN 0874 holland; and God knows whether those that bawl
FTLN 0875 out the ruins of thy linen shall inherit His kingdom;
FTLN 0876 25 but the midwives say the children are not in the
FTLN 0877 fault, whereupon the world increases and kindreds
FTLN 0878 are mightily strengthened.
POINS FTLN 0879 How ill it follows, after you have labored so
FTLN 0880 hard, you should talk so idly! Tell me, how many
FTLN 0881 30 good young princes would do so, their fathers being
FTLN 0882 so sick as yours at this time is?
PRINCE FTLN 0883 Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins?
POINS FTLN 0884 Yes, faith, and let it be an excellent good thing.
PRINCE FTLN 0885 It shall serve among wits of no higher breeding
FTLN 0886 35 than thine.
POINS FTLN 0887 Go to. I stand the push of your one thing that
FTLN 0888 you will tell.
PRINCE FTLN 0889 Marry, I tell thee it is not meet that I should be
FTLN 0890 sad, now my father is sick—albeit I could tell to
FTLN 0891 40 thee, as to one it pleases me, for fault of a better, to
FTLN 0892 call my friend, I could be sad, and sad indeed too.
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PRINCE FTLN 0894 By this hand, thou thinkest me as far in the
FTLN 0895 devil’s book as thou and Falstaff for obduracy and
FTLN 0896 45 persistency. Let the end try the man. But I tell thee,
FTLN 0897 my heart bleeds inwardly that my father is so sick;
FTLN 0898 and keeping such vile company as thou art hath in
FTLN 0899 reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow.
POINS FTLN 0900 The reason?
PRINCE FTLN 0901 50 What wouldst thou think of me if I should
FTLN 0902 weep?
POINS FTLN 0903 I would think thee a most princely hypocrite.
PRINCE FTLN 0904 It would be every man’s thought, and thou art
FTLN 0905 a blessed fellow to think as every man thinks. Never
FTLN 0906 55 a man’s thought in the world keeps the roadway
FTLN 0907 better than thine. Every man would think me an
FTLN 0908 hypocrite indeed. And what accites your most worshipful
FTLN 0909 thought to think so?
POINS FTLN 0910 Why, because you have been so lewd and so
FTLN 0911 60 much engraffed to Falstaff.
PRINCE FTLN 0912 And to thee.
POINS FTLN 0913 By this light, I am well spoke on. I can hear it
FTLN 0914 with mine own ears. The worst that they can say of
FTLN 0915 me is that I am a second brother, and that I am a
FTLN 0916 65 proper fellow of my hands; and those two things, I
FTLN 0917 confess, I cannot help. By the Mass, here comes
FTLN 0918 Bardolph.
Enter Bardolph and Page.
PRINCE FTLN 0919 And the boy that I gave Falstaff. He had him
FTLN 0920 from me Christian, and look if the fat villain have
FTLN 0921 70 not transformed him ape.
BARDOLPH FTLN 0922 God save your Grace.
PRINCE FTLN 0923 And yours, most noble Bardolph.
POINS , to Bardolph FTLN 0924 Come, you virtuous ass, you bashful
FTLN 0925 fool, must you be blushing? Wherefore blush
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FTLN 0927 become! Is ’t such a matter to get a pottle-pot’s
FTLN 0928 maidenhead?
PAGE FTLN 0929 He calls me e’en now, my lord, through a red
FTLN 0930 lattice, and I could discern no part of his face from
FTLN 0931 80 the window. At last I spied his eyes, and methought
FTLN 0932 he had made two holes in the ale-wife’s new
FTLN 0933 petticoat and so peeped through.
PRINCE FTLN 0934 Has not the boy profited?
BARDOLPH , to Page FTLN 0935 Away, you whoreson upright rabbit,
FTLN 0936 85 away!
PAGE FTLN 0937 Away, you rascally Althea’s dream, away!
PRINCE FTLN 0938 Instruct us, boy. What dream, boy?
PAGE FTLN 0939 Marry, my lord, Althea dreamt she was delivered
FTLN 0940 of a firebrand, and therefore I call him her dream.
PRINCE FTLN 0941 90 A crown’s worth of good interpretation. There
FTLN 0942 ’tis, boy. He gives the Page money.
POINS FTLN 0943 O, that this good blossom could be kept from
FTLN 0944 cankers! Well, there is sixpence to preserve thee.
He gives the Page money.
BARDOLPH FTLN 0945 An you do not make him be hanged among
FTLN 0946 95 you, the gallows shall have wrong.
PRINCE FTLN 0947 And how doth thy master, Bardolph?
BARDOLPH FTLN 0948 Well, my good lord. He heard of your
FTLN 0949 Grace’s coming to town. There’s a letter for you.
He gives the Prince a paper.
POINS FTLN 0950 Delivered with good respect. And how doth the
FTLN 0951 100 Martlemas your master?
BARDOLPH FTLN 0952 In bodily health, sir.
POINS FTLN 0953 Marry, the immortal part needs a physician, but
FTLN 0954 that moves not him. Though that be sick, it dies not.
PRINCE FTLN 0955 I do allow this wen to be as familiar with me as
FTLN 0956 105 my dog, and he holds his place, for look you how he
FTLN 0957 writes. He shows the letter to Poins.
POINS reads the superscription FTLN 0958 John Falstaff, knight.
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FTLN 0960 to name himself, even like those that are kin to the
FTLN 0961 110 King, for they never prick their finger but they say
FTLN 0962 “There’s some of the King’s blood spilt.” “How
FTLN 0963 comes that?” says he that takes upon him not to
FTLN 0964 conceive. The answer is as ready as a borrower’s
FTLN 0965 cap: “I am the King’s poor cousin, sir.”
PRINCE FTLN 0966 115 Nay, they will be kin to us, or they will fetch it
FTLN 0967 from Japheth. But to the letter: Reads. Sir John
FTLN 0968 Falstaff, knight, to the son of the King nearest his
FTLN 0969 father, Harry Prince of Wales, greeting.
POINS FTLN 0970 Why, this is a certificate.
PRINCE FTLN 0971 120 Peace!
FTLN 0972 Reads. I will imitate the honorable Romans in
FTLN 0973 brevity.
POINS FTLN 0974 He sure means brevity in breath, short-winded.
PRINCE reads FTLN 0975 I commend me to thee, I commend thee,
FTLN 0976 125 and I leave thee. Be not too familiar with Poins, for he
FTLN 0977 misuses thy favors so much that he swears thou art to
FTLN 0978 marry his sister Nell. Repent at idle times as thou
FTLN 0979 mayst, and so farewell.
FTLN 0980 Thine by yea and no, which is as much as
FTLN 0981 130 to say, as thou usest him,
FTLN 0982 Jack Falstaff with my familiars,
FTLN 0983 John with my brothers and sisters, and
FTLN 0984 Sir John with all Europe.
POINS FTLN 0985 My lord, I’ll steep this letter in sack and make
FTLN 0986 135 him eat it.
PRINCE FTLN 0987 That’s to make him eat twenty of his words.
FTLN 0988 But do you use me thus, Ned? Must I marry your
FTLN 0989 sister?
POINS FTLN 0990 God send the wench no worse fortune! But I
FTLN 0991 140 never said so.
PRINCE FTLN 0992 Well, thus we play the fools with the time, and
FTLN 0993 the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.
FTLN 0994 To Bardolph. Is your master here in London?
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PRINCE FTLN 0996 145 Where sups he? Doth the old boar feed in the
FTLN 0997 old frank?
BARDOLPH FTLN 0998 At the old place, my lord, in Eastcheap.
PRINCE FTLN 0999 What company?
PAGE FTLN 1000 Ephesians, my lord, of the old church.
PRINCE FTLN 1001 150 Sup any women with him?
PAGE FTLN 1002 None, my lord, but old Mistress Quickly and
FTLN 1003 Mistress Doll Tearsheet.
PRINCE FTLN 1004 What pagan may that be?
PAGE FTLN 1005 A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kinswoman of
FTLN 1006 155 my master’s.
PRINCE FTLN 1007 Even such kin as the parish heifers are to the
FTLN 1008 town bull.—Shall we steal upon them, Ned, at
FTLN 1009 supper?
POINS FTLN 1010 I am your shadow, my lord. I’ll follow you.
PRINCE FTLN 1011 160 Sirrah—you, boy—and Bardolph, no word to
FTLN 1012 your master that I am yet come to town. There’s for
FTLN 1013 your silence. He gives money.
BARDOLPH FTLN 1014 I have no tongue, sir.
PAGE FTLN 1015 And for mine, sir, I will govern it.
PRINCE FTLN 1016 165 Fare you well. Go. Bardolph and Page exit.
FTLN 1017 This Doll Tearsheet should be some road.
POINS FTLN 1018 I warrant you, as common as the way between
FTLN 1019 Saint Albans and London.
PRINCE FTLN 1020 How might we see Falstaff bestow himself
FTLN 1021 170 tonight in his true colors, and not ourselves be
FTLN 1022 seen?
POINS FTLN 1023 Put on two leathern jerkins and aprons, and
FTLN 1024 wait upon him at his table as drawers.
PRINCE FTLN 1025 From a god to a bull: a heavy descension. It
FTLN 1026 175 was Jove’s case. From a prince to a ’prentice: a low
FTLN 1027 transformation that shall be mine, for in everything
FTLN 1028 the purpose must weigh with the folly. Follow me,
FTLN 1029 Ned.
They exit.

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Scene 3
Enter Northumberland, his wife, and the wife to
Harry Percy.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 1030 I pray thee, loving wife and gentle daughter,
FTLN 1031 Give even way unto my rough affairs.
FTLN 1032 Put not you on the visage of the times
FTLN 1033 And be, like them, to Percy troublesome.
LADY NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 1034 5 I have given over. I will speak no more.
FTLN 1035 Do what you will; your wisdom be your guide.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 1036 Alas, sweet wife, my honor is at pawn,
FTLN 1037 And, but my going, nothing can redeem it.
LADY PERCY
FTLN 1038 O yet, for God’s sake, go not to these wars.
FTLN 1039 10 The time was, father, that you broke your word
FTLN 1040 When you were more endeared to it than now,
FTLN 1041 When your own Percy, when my heart’s dear Harry,
FTLN 1042 Threw many a northward look to see his father
FTLN 1043 Bring up his powers; but he did long in vain.
FTLN 1044 15 Who then persuaded you to stay at home?
FTLN 1045 There were two honors lost, yours and your son’s.
FTLN 1046 For yours, the God of heaven brighten it.
FTLN 1047 For his, it stuck upon him as the sun
FTLN 1048 In the gray vault of heaven, and by his light
FTLN 1049 20 Did all the chivalry of England move
FTLN 1050 To do brave acts. He was indeed the glass
FTLN 1051 Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.
FTLN 1052 He had no legs that practiced not his gait;
FTLN 1053 And speaking thick, which nature made his blemish,
FTLN 1054 25 Became the accents of the valiant;
FTLN 1055 For those that could speak low and tardily
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FTLN 1057 To seem like him. So that in speech, in gait,
FTLN 1058 In diet, in affections of delight,
FTLN 1059 30 In military rules, humors of blood,
FTLN 1060 He was the mark and glass, copy and book,
FTLN 1061 That fashioned others. And him—O wondrous him!
FTLN 1062 O miracle of men!—him did you leave,
FTLN 1063 Second to none, unseconded by you,
FTLN 1064 35 To look upon the hideous god of war
FTLN 1065 In disadvantage, to abide a field
FTLN 1066 Where nothing but the sound of Hotspur’s name
FTLN 1067 Did seem defensible. So you left him.
FTLN 1068 Never, O never, do his ghost the wrong
FTLN 1069 40 To hold your honor more precise and nice
FTLN 1070 With others than with him. Let them alone.
FTLN 1071 The Marshal and the Archbishop are strong.
FTLN 1072 Had my sweet Harry had but half their numbers,
FTLN 1073 Today might I, hanging on Hotspur’s neck,
FTLN 1074 45 Have talked of Monmouth’s grave.
NORTHUMBERLAND FTLN 1075 Beshrew your
FTLN 1076 heart,
FTLN 1077 Fair daughter, you do draw my spirits from me
FTLN 1078 With new lamenting ancient oversights.
FTLN 1079 50 But I must go and meet with danger there,
FTLN 1080 Or it will seek me in another place
FTLN 1081 And find me worse provided.
LADY NORTHUMBERLAND FTLN 1082 O, fly to Scotland
FTLN 1083 Till that the nobles and the armèd commons
FTLN 1084 55 Have of their puissance made a little taste.
LADY PERCY
FTLN 1085 If they get ground and vantage of the King,
FTLN 1086 Then join you with them like a rib of steel
FTLN 1087 To make strength stronger; but, for all our loves,
FTLN 1088 First let them try themselves. So did your son;
FTLN 1089 60 He was so suffered. So came I a widow,
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FTLN 1091 To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes
FTLN 1092 That it may grow and sprout as high as heaven
FTLN 1093 For recordation to my noble husband.
NORTHUMBERLAND
FTLN 1094 65 Come, come, go in with me. ’Tis with my mind
FTLN 1095 As with the tide swelled up unto his height,
FTLN 1096 That makes a still-stand, running neither way.
FTLN 1097 Fain would I go to meet the Archbishop,
FTLN 1098 But many thousand reasons hold me back.
FTLN 1099 70 I will resolve for Scotland. There am I
FTLN 1100 Till time and vantage crave my company.
They exit.
Scene 4
Enter Francis and another Drawer.
FRANCIS FTLN 1101 What the devil hast thou brought there—
FTLN 1102 applejohns? Thou knowest Sir John cannot endure
FTLN 1103 an applejohn.
SECOND DRAWER FTLN 1104 Mass, thou sayst true. The Prince
FTLN 1105 5 once set a dish of applejohns before him and told
FTLN 1106 him there were five more Sir Johns and, putting off
FTLN 1107 his hat, said “I will now take my leave of these six
FTLN 1108 dry, round, old, withered knights.” It angered him
FTLN 1109 to the heart. But he hath forgot that.
FRANCIS FTLN 1110 10 Why then, cover and set them down, and see if
FTLN 1111 thou canst find out Sneak’s noise. Mistress Tearsheet
FTLN 1112 would fain hear some music. Dispatch. The
FTLN 1113 room where they supped is too hot. They’ll come in
FTLN 1114 straight.
Enter Will.
WILL FTLN 1115 15 Sirrah, here will be the Prince and Master
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FTLN 1117 and aprons, and Sir John must not know of it.
FTLN 1118 Bardolph hath brought word.
SECOND DRAWER FTLN 1119 By the Mass, here will be old utis. It
FTLN 1120 20 will be an excellent stratagem.
FRANCIS FTLN 1121 I’ll see if I can find out Sneak.
He exits with the Second Drawer.
Enter Hostess and Doll Tearsheet.
HOSTESS FTLN 1122 I’ faith, sweetheart, methinks now you are in
FTLN 1123 an excellent good temperality. Your pulsidge beats
FTLN 1124 as extraordinarily as heart would desire, and your
FTLN 1125 25 color, I warrant you, is as red as any rose, in good
FTLN 1126 truth, la. But, i’ faith, you have drunk too much
FTLN 1127 canaries, and that’s a marvellous searching wine,
FTLN 1128 and it perfumes the blood ere one can say “What’s
FTLN 1129 this?” How do you now?
DOLL FTLN 1130 30 Better than I was. Hem.
HOSTESS FTLN 1131 Why, that’s well said. A good heart’s worth
FTLN 1132 gold. Lo, here comes Sir John.
Enter Sir John Falstaff.
FALSTAFF , singing
FTLN 1133 When Arthur first in court—
FTLN 1134 To Will. Empty the jordan. Will exits.
FTLN 1135 35 And was a worthy king—
FTLN 1136 How now, Mistress Doll?
HOSTESS FTLN 1137 Sick of a calm, yea, good faith.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1138 So is all her sect. An they be once in a calm,
FTLN 1139 they are sick.
DOLL FTLN 1140 40 A pox damn you, you muddy rascal. Is that all the
FTLN 1141 comfort you give me?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1142 You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll.
DOLL FTLN 1143 I make them? Gluttony and diseases make them;
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FALSTAFF FTLN 1145 45 If the cook help to make the gluttony, you
FTLN 1146 help to make the diseases, Doll. We catch of you,
FTLN 1147 Doll, we catch of you. Grant that, my poor virtue,
FTLN 1148 grant that.
DOLL FTLN 1149 Yea, joy, our chains and our jewels.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1150 50 Your brooches, pearls, and ouches—for to
FTLN 1151 serve bravely is to come halting off, you know; to
FTLN 1152 come off the breach with his pike bent bravely, and
FTLN 1153 to surgery bravely, to venture upon the charged
FTLN 1154 chambers bravely—
DOLL FTLN 1155 55 Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang yourself!
HOSTESS FTLN 1156 By my troth, this is the old fashion. You two
FTLN 1157 never meet but you fall to some discord. You are
FTLN 1158 both, i’ good truth, as rheumatic as two dry toasts.
FTLN 1159 You cannot one bear with another’s confirmities.
FTLN 1160 60 What the good-year! One must bear, and to Doll
FTLN 1161 that must be you. You are the weaker vessel, as they
FTLN 1162 say, the emptier vessel.
DOLL FTLN 1163 Can a weak empty vessel bear such a huge full
FTLN 1164 hogshead? There’s a whole merchant’s venture of
FTLN 1165 65 Bordeaux stuff in him. You have not seen a hulk
FTLN 1166 better stuffed in the hold.—Come, I’ll be friends
FTLN 1167 with thee, Jack. Thou art going to the wars, and
FTLN 1168 whether I shall ever see thee again or no, there is
FTLN 1169 nobody cares.
Enter Drawer.
DRAWER FTLN 1170 70 Sir, Ancient Pistol’s below and would speak
FTLN 1171 with you.
DOLL FTLN 1172 Hang him, swaggering rascal! Let him not come
FTLN 1173 hither. It is the foul-mouthed’st rogue in England.
HOSTESS FTLN 1174 If he swagger, let him not come here. No, by
FTLN 1175 75 my faith, I must live among my neighbors. I’ll no
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FTLN 1177 very best. Shut the door. There comes no swaggerers
FTLN 1178 here. I have not lived all this while to have
FTLN 1179 swaggering now. Shut the door, I pray you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1180 80 Dost thou hear, hostess?
HOSTESS FTLN 1181 Pray you pacify yourself, Sir John. There
FTLN 1182 comes no swaggerers here.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1183 Dost thou hear? It is mine ancient.
HOSTESS FTLN 1184 Tilly-vally, Sir John, ne’er tell me. And your
FTLN 1185 85 ancient swaggerer comes not in my doors. I was
FTLN 1186 before Master Tisick the debuty t’ other day, and, as
FTLN 1187 he said to me—’twas no longer ago than Wednesday
FTLN 1188 last, i’ good faith—“Neighbor Quickly,” says
FTLN 1189 he—Master Dumb, our minister, was by then—
FTLN 1190 90 “Neighbor Quickly,” says he, “receive those that
FTLN 1191 are civil, for,” said he, “you are in an ill name.”
FTLN 1192 Now he said so, I can tell whereupon. “For,” says
FTLN 1193 he, “you are an honest woman, and well thought
FTLN 1194 on. Therefore take heed what guests you receive.
FTLN 1195 95 Receive,” says he, “no swaggering companions.”
FTLN 1196 There comes none here. You would bless you to
FTLN 1197 hear what he said. No, I’ll no swaggerers.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1198 He’s no swaggerer, hostess, a tame cheater, i’
FTLN 1199 faith. You may stroke him as gently as a puppy
FTLN 1200 100 greyhound. He’ll not swagger with a Barbary hen if
FTLN 1201 her feathers turn back in any show of resistance.—
FTLN 1202 Call him up, drawer. Drawer exits.
HOSTESS FTLN 1203“Cheater” call you him? I will bar no honest
FTLN 1204 man my house, nor no cheater, but I do not love
FTLN 1205 105 swaggering. By my troth, I am the worse when one
FTLN 1206 says “swagger.” Feel, masters, how I shake; look
FTLN 1207 you, I warrant you.
DOLL FTLN 1208 So you do, hostess.
HOSTESS FTLN 1209 Do I? Yea, in very truth, do I, an ’twere an
FTLN 1210 110 aspen leaf. I cannot abide swaggerers.

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Enter Ancient Pistol, Bardolph, and Page.
PISTOL FTLN 1211 God save you, Sir John.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1212 Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I
FTLN 1213 charge you with a cup of sack. Do you discharge
FTLN 1214 upon mine hostess.
PISTOL FTLN 1215 115 I will discharge upon her, Sir John, with two
FTLN 1216 bullets.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1217 She is pistol-proof. Sir, you shall not hardly
FTLN 1218 offend her.
HOSTESS FTLN 1219 Come, I’ll drink no proofs nor no bullets. I’ll
FTLN 1220 120 drink no more than will do me good, for no man’s
FTLN 1221 pleasure, I.
PISTOL FTLN 1222 Then, to you, Mistress Dorothy! I will charge
FTLN 1223 you.
DOLL FTLN 1224 Charge me? I scorn you, scurvy companion.
FTLN 1225 125 What, you poor, base, rascally, cheating lack-linen
FTLN 1226 mate! Away, you mouldy rogue, away! I am meat for
FTLN 1227 your master.
PISTOL FTLN 1228 I know you, Mistress Dorothy.
DOLL FTLN 1229 Away, you cutpurse rascal, you filthy bung, away!
FTLN 1230 130 By this wine, I’ll thrust my knife in your mouldy
FTLN 1231 chaps an you play the saucy cuttle with me. Away,
FTLN 1232 you bottle-ale rascal, you basket-hilt stale juggler,
FTLN 1233 you. Since when, I pray you, sir? God’s light, with
FTLN 1234 two points on your shoulder? Much!
PISTOL FTLN 1235 135 God let me not live but I will murder your ruff
FTLN 1236 for this.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1237 No more, Pistol. I would not have you go off
FTLN 1238 here. Discharge yourself of our company, Pistol.
HOSTESS FTLN 1239 No, good Captain Pistol, not here, sweet
FTLN 1240 140 captain!
DOLL FTLN 1241 Captain? Thou abominable damned cheater, art
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FTLN 1243 were of my mind, they would truncheon you out for
FTLN 1244 taking their names upon you before you have
FTLN 1245 145 earned them. You a captain? You slave, for what?
FTLN 1246 For tearing a poor whore’s ruff in a bawdy house?
FTLN 1247 He a captain! Hang him, rogue. He lives upon
FTLN 1248 mouldy stewed prunes and dried cakes. A captain?
FTLN 1249 God’s light, these villains will make the word as
FTLN 1250 150 odious as the word “occupy,” which was an excellent
FTLN 1251 good word before it was ill sorted. Therefore
FTLN 1252 captains had need look to ’t.
BARDOLPH , to Pistol FTLN 1253 Pray thee go down, good ancient.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1254 Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll.
PISTOL , to Bardolph FTLN 1255 155 Not I. I tell thee what, Corporal
FTLN 1256 Bardolph, I could tear her. I’ll be revenged of her.
PAGE FTLN 1257 Pray thee go down.
PISTOL FTLN 1258 I’ll see her damned first to Pluto’s damnèd
FTLN 1259 lake, by this hand, to th’ infernal deep with Erebus
FTLN 1260 160 and tortures vile also. Hold hook and line, say I.
FTLN 1261 Down, down, dogs! Down, Fates! Have we not
FTLN 1262 Hiren here? He draws his sword.
HOSTESS FTLN 1263 Good Captain Peesell, be quiet. ’Tis very late,
FTLN 1264 i’ faith. I beseek you now, aggravate your choler.
PISTOL FTLN 1265 165 These be good humors indeed. Shall pack-horses
FTLN 1266 and hollow pampered jades of Asia, which
FTLN 1267 cannot go but thirty mile a day, compare with
FTLN 1268 Caesars and with cannibals and Troyant Greeks?
FTLN 1269 Nay, rather damn them with King Cerberus, and let
FTLN 1270 170 the welkin roar. Shall we fall foul for toys?
HOSTESS FTLN 1271 By my troth, captain, these are very bitter
FTLN 1272 words.
BARDOLPH FTLN 1273 Begone, good ancient. This will grow to a
FTLN 1274 brawl anon.
PISTOL FTLN 1275 175 Die men like dogs! Give crowns like pins! Have
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HOSTESS FTLN 1277 O’ my word, captain, there’s none such here.
FTLN 1278 What the good-year, do you think I would deny her?
FTLN 1279 For God’s sake, be quiet.
PISTOL FTLN 1280 180 Then feed and be fat, my fair Calipolis. Come,
FTLN 1281 give ’s some sack. Si fortune me tormente, sperato
FTLN 1282 me contento. Fear we broadsides? No, let the fiend
FTLN 1283 give fire. Give me some sack, and, sweetheart, lie
FTLN 1284 thou there. Laying down his sword. Come we to
FTLN 1285 185 full points here? And are etceteras nothings?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1286 Pistol, I would be quiet.
PISTOL FTLN 1287 Sweet knight, I kiss thy neaf. What, we have
FTLN 1288 seen the seven stars.
DOLL FTLN 1289 For God’s sake, thrust him downstairs. I cannot
FTLN 1290 190 endure such a fustian rascal.
PISTOL FTLN 1291“Thrust him downstairs”? Know we not Galloway
FTLN 1292 nags?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1293 Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shove-groat
FTLN 1294 shilling. Nay, an he do nothing but speak
FTLN 1295 195 nothing, he shall be nothing here.
BARDOLPH FTLN 1296 Come, get you downstairs.
PISTOL , taking up his sword FTLN 1297 What, shall we have
FTLN 1298 incision? Shall we imbrue? Then death rock me
FTLN 1299 asleep, abridge my doleful days. Why then, let
FTLN 1300 200 grievous, ghastly, gaping wounds untwind the Sisters
FTLN 1301 Three. Come, Atropos, I say.
HOSTESS FTLN 1302 Here’s goodly stuff toward!
FALSTAFF FTLN 1303 Give me my rapier, boy.
DOLL FTLN 1304 I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee do not draw.
FALSTAFF , to Pistol FTLN 1305 205 Get you downstairs. They fight.
HOSTESS FTLN 1306 Here’s a goodly tumult. I’ll forswear keeping
FTLN 1307 house afore I’ll be in these tirrits and frights. So,
FTLN 1308 murder, I warrant now. Alas, alas, put up your
FTLN 1309 naked weapons, put up your naked weapons.
Bardolph and Pistol exit.
DOLL FTLN 1310 210 I pray thee, Jack, be quiet. The rascal’s gone. Ah,
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HOSTESS , to Falstaff FTLN 1312 Are you not hurt i’ th’ groin?
FTLN 1313 Methought he made a shrewd thrust at your belly.
Enter Bardolph.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1314 Have you turned him out o’ doors?
BARDOLPH FTLN 1315 215 Yea, sir. The rascal’s drunk. You have hurt
FTLN 1316 him, sir, i’ th’ shoulder.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1317 A rascal to brave me!
DOLL FTLN 1318 Ah, you sweet little rogue, you. Alas, poor ape,
FTLN 1319 how thou sweat’st! Come, let me wipe thy face.
FTLN 1320 220 Come on, you whoreson chops. Ah, rogue, i’ faith, I
FTLN 1321 love thee. Thou art as valorous as Hector of Troy,
FTLN 1322 worth five of Agamemnon, and ten times better
FTLN 1323 than the Nine Worthies. Ah, villain!
FALSTAFF FTLN 1324 Ah, rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a
FTLN 1325 225 blanket.
DOLL FTLN 1326 Do, an thou darest for thy heart. An thou dost, I’ll
FTLN 1327 canvass thee between a pair of sheets.
Enter Musicians and Francis.
PAGE FTLN 1328 The music is come, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1329 Let them play.—Play, sirs.—Sit on my knee,
FTLN 1330 230 Doll. A rascal bragging slave! The rogue fled from
FTLN 1331 me like quicksilver.
DOLL FTLN 1332 I’ faith, and thou followed’st him like a church.
FTLN 1333 Thou whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig,
FTLN 1334 when wilt thou leave fighting a-days and foining a-nights
FTLN 1335 235 and begin to patch up thine old body for
FTLN 1336 heaven?
Enter behind them Prince and Poins disguised.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1337 Peace, good Doll. Do not speak like a death’s-head;
FTLN 1338 do not bid me remember mine end.
DOLL FTLN 1339 Sirrah, what humor’s the Prince of?
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FTLN 1341 made a good pantler; he would ’a chipped bread
FTLN 1342 well.
DOLL FTLN 1343 They say Poins has a good wit.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1344 He a good wit? Hang him, baboon. His wit’s
FTLN 1345 245 as thick as Tewkesbury mustard. There’s no more
FTLN 1346 conceit in him than is in a mallet.
DOLL FTLN 1347 Why does the Prince love him so then?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1348 Because their legs are both of a bigness, and
FTLN 1349 he plays at quoits well, and eats conger and fennel,
FTLN 1350 250 and drinks off candles’ ends for flap-dragons, and
FTLN 1351 rides the wild mare with the boys, and jumps upon
FTLN 1352 joint stools, and swears with a good grace, and
FTLN 1353 wears his boots very smooth like unto the sign of
FTLN 1354 the Leg, and breeds no bate with telling of discreet
FTLN 1355 255 stories, and such other gambol faculties he has that
FTLN 1356 show a weak mind and an able body, for the which
FTLN 1357 the Prince admits him; for the Prince himself is
FTLN 1358 such another. The weight of a hair will turn the
FTLN 1359 scales between their avoirdupois.
PRINCE , aside to Poins FTLN 1360 260 Would not this nave of a wheel
FTLN 1361 have his ears cut off?
POINS FTLN 1362 Let’s beat him before his whore.
PRINCE FTLN 1363 Look whe’er the withered elder hath not his
FTLN 1364 poll clawed like a parrot.
POINS FTLN 1365 265 Is it not strange that desire should so many years
FTLN 1366 outlive performance?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1367 Kiss me, Doll.
PRINCE , aside to Poins FTLN 1368 Saturn and Venus this year in
FTLN 1369 conjunction! What says th’ almanac to that?
POINS FTLN 1370 270 And look whether the fiery trigon, his man, be
FTLN 1371 not lisping to his master’s old tables, his notebook,
FTLN 1372 his counsel keeper.
FALSTAFF , to Doll FTLN 1373 Thou dost give me flattering busses.
DOLL FTLN 1374 By my troth, I kiss thee with a most constant
FTLN 1375 275 heart.
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DOLL FTLN 1377 I love thee better than I love e’er a scurvy young
FTLN 1378 boy of them all.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1379 What stuff wilt thou have a kirtle of? I shall
FTLN 1380 280 receive money o’ Thursday; thou shalt have a cap
FTLN 1381 tomorrow. A merry song! Come, it grows late. We’ll
FTLN 1382 to bed. Thou ’lt forget me when I am gone.
DOLL FTLN 1383 By my troth, thou ’lt set me a-weeping an thou
FTLN 1384 sayst so. Prove that ever I dress myself handsome till
FTLN 1385 285 thy return. Well, harken a’ th’ end.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1386 Some sack, Francis.
PRINCE, POINS , coming forward FTLN 1387 Anon, anon, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1388 Ha? A bastard son of the King’s?—And art
FTLN 1389 not thou Poins his brother?
PRINCE FTLN 1390 290 Why, thou globe of sinful continents, what a
FTLN 1391 life dost thou lead?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1392 A better than thou. I am a gentleman. Thou
FTLN 1393 art a drawer.
PRINCE FTLN 1394 Very true, sir, and I come to draw you out by
FTLN 1395 295 the ears.
HOSTESS FTLN 1396 O, the Lord preserve thy good Grace! By my
FTLN 1397 troth, welcome to London. Now the Lord bless that
FTLN 1398 sweet face of thine. O Jesu, are you come from
FTLN 1399 Wales?
FALSTAFF , to Prince FTLN 1400 300 Thou whoreson mad compound
FTLN 1401 of majesty, by this light flesh and corrupt blood,
FTLN 1402 thou art welcome.
DOLL FTLN 1403 How? You fat fool, I scorn you.
POINS FTLN 1404 My lord, he will drive you out of your revenge
FTLN 1405 305 and turn all to a merriment if you take not the heat.
PRINCE , to Falstaff FTLN 1406 You whoreson candle-mine, you,
FTLN 1407 how vilely did you speak of me even now before
FTLN 1408 this honest, virtuous, civil gentlewoman!
HOSTESS FTLN 1409 God’s blessing of your good heart, and so she
FTLN 1410 310 is, by my troth.
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PRINCE FTLN 1412 Yea, and you knew me as you did when you ran
FTLN 1413 away by Gad’s Hill. You knew I was at your back,
FTLN 1414 and spoke it on purpose to try my patience.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1415 315 No, no, no, not so. I did not think thou wast
FTLN 1416 within hearing.
PRINCE FTLN 1417 I shall drive you, then, to confess the wilfull
FTLN 1418 abuse, and then I know how to handle you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1419 No abuse, Hal, o’ mine honor, no abuse.
PRINCE FTLN 1420 320 Not to dispraise me and call me pantler and
FTLN 1421 bread-chipper and I know not what?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1422 No abuse, Hal.
POINS FTLN 1423 No abuse?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1424 No abuse, Ned, i’ th’ world, honest Ned,
FTLN 1425 325 none. I dispraised him before the wicked, (to
Prince) FTLN 1426 that the wicked might not fall in love with
FTLN 1427 thee; in which doing, I have done the part of a
FTLN 1428 careful friend and a true subject, and thy father is to
FTLN 1429 give me thanks for it. No abuse, Hal.—None, Ned,
FTLN 1430 330 none. No, faith, boys, none.
PRINCE FTLN 1431 See now whether pure fear and entire cowardice
FTLN 1432 doth not make thee wrong this virtuous gentlewoman
FTLN 1433 to close with us. Is she of the wicked, is
FTLN 1434 thine hostess here of the wicked, or is thy boy of the
FTLN 1435 335 wicked, or honest Bardolph, whose zeal burns in
FTLN 1436 his nose, of the wicked?
POINS FTLN 1437 Answer, thou dead elm, answer.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1438 The fiend hath pricked down Bardolph irrecoverable,
FTLN 1439 and his face is Lucifer’s privy kitchen,
FTLN 1440 340 where he doth nothing but roast malt-worms. For
FTLN 1441 the boy, there is a good angel about him, but the
FTLN 1442 devil blinds him too.
PRINCE FTLN 1443 For the women?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1444 For one of them, she’s in hell already and
FTLN 1445 345 burns poor souls. For th’ other, I owe her money,
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HOSTESS FTLN 1447 No, I warrant you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1448 No, I think thou art not. I think thou art quit
FTLN 1449 for that. Marry, there is another indictment upon
FTLN 1450 350 thee for suffering flesh to be eaten in thy house
FTLN 1451 contrary to the law, for the which I think thou wilt
FTLN 1452 howl.
HOSTESS FTLN 1453 All vitlars do so. What’s a joint of mutton or
FTLN 1454 two in a whole Lent?
PRINCE , to Doll FTLN 1455 355 You, gentlewoman.
DOLL FTLN 1456 What says your Grace?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1457 His grace says that which his flesh rebels
FTLN 1458 against.
Peto knocks at door.
HOSTESS FTLN 1459 Who knocks so loud at door? Look to th’ door
FTLN 1460 360 there, Francis. Francis exits.
Enter Peto.
PRINCE FTLN 1461 Peto, how now, what news?
PETO
FTLN 1462 The King your father is at Westminster,
FTLN 1463 And there are twenty weak and wearied posts
FTLN 1464 Come from the north, and as I came along
FTLN 1465 365 I met and overtook a dozen captains,
FTLN 1466 Bareheaded, sweating, knocking at the taverns
FTLN 1467 And asking everyone for Sir John Falstaff.
PRINCE
FTLN 1468 By heaven, Poins, I feel me much to blame
FTLN 1469 So idly to profane the precious time
FTLN 1470 370 When tempest of commotion, like the south
FTLN 1471 Borne with black vapor, doth begin to melt
FTLN 1472 And drop upon our bare unarmèd heads.—
FTLN 1473 Give me my sword and cloak.—Falstaff, good
FTLN 1474 night. Prince, Peto, and Poins exit.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1475 375 Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the
FTLN 1476 night, and we must hence and leave it unpicked.

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FTLN 1477 (Knocking. Bardolph exits.) More knocking at the
FTLN 1478 door? (Bardolph returns.) How now, what’s the
FTLN 1479 matter?
BARDOLPH
FTLN 1480 380 You must away to court, sir, presently.
FTLN 1481 A dozen captains stay at door for you.
FALSTAFF , to Page FTLN 1482 Pay the musicians, sirrah.—
FTLN 1483 Farewell, hostess.—Farewell, Doll. You see, my
FTLN 1484 good wenches, how men of merit are sought after.
FTLN 1485 385 The undeserver may sleep when the man of action
FTLN 1486 is called on. Farewell, good wenches. If I be not sent
FTLN 1487 away post, I will see you again ere I go.
DOLL FTLN 1488 I cannot speak. If my heart be not ready to
FTLN 1489 burst—well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1490 390 Farewell, farewell.
He exits with Bardolph, Page, and Musicians.
HOSTESS FTLN 1491 Well, fare thee well. I have known thee these
FTLN 1492 twenty-nine years, come peasecod time, but an
FTLN 1493 honester and truer-hearted man—well, fare thee
FTLN 1494 well.
BARDOLPH , within FTLN 1495 395 Mistress Tearsheet!
HOSTESS FTLN 1496 What’s the matter?
BARDOLPH , within FTLN 1497 Bid Mistress Tearsheet come to my
FTLN 1498 master.
HOSTESS FTLN 1499 O, run, Doll, run, run, good Doll. Come.—
FTLN 1500 400 She comes blubbered.—Yea! Will you come, Doll?
They exit.

ACT 3
Scene 1
Enter the King in his nightgown with a Page.
KING
FTLN 1501 Go call the Earls of Surrey and of Warwick;
FTLN 1502 But, ere they come, bid them o’erread these letters
FTLN 1503 And well consider of them. Make good speed.
Page exits.
FTLN 1504 How many thousand of my poorest subjects
FTLN 1505 5 Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep,
FTLN 1506 Nature’s soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
FTLN 1507 That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down
FTLN 1508 And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
FTLN 1509 Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs,
FTLN 1510 10 Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee,
FTLN 1511 And hushed with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber,
FTLN 1512 Than in the perfumed chambers of the great,
FTLN 1513 Under the canopies of costly state,
FTLN 1514 And lulled with sound of sweetest melody?
FTLN 1515 15 O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile
FTLN 1516 In loathsome beds and leavest the kingly couch
FTLN 1517 A watch-case or a common ’larum bell?
FTLN 1518 Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast
FTLN 1519 Seal up the shipboy’s eyes and rock his brains
FTLN 1520 20 In cradle of the rude imperious surge
FTLN 1521 And in the visitation of the winds,
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FTLN 1522 Who take the ruffian billows by the top,
FTLN 1523 Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them
FTLN 1524 With deafing clamor in the slippery clouds
FTLN 1525 25 That with the hurly death itself awakes?
FTLN 1526 Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose
FTLN 1527 To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude,
FTLN 1528 And, in the calmest and most stillest night,
FTLN 1529 With all appliances and means to boot,
FTLN 1530 30 Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down.
FTLN 1531 Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Enter Warwick, Surrey and Sir John Blunt.
WARWICK
FTLN 1532 Many good morrows to your Majesty.
KING FTLN 1533 Is it good morrow, lords?
WARWICK FTLN 1534’Tis one o’clock, and past.
KING
FTLN 1535 35 Why then, good morrow to you all, my lords.
FTLN 1536 Have you read o’er the letter that I sent you?
WARWICK FTLN 1537 We have, my liege.
KING
FTLN 1538 Then you perceive the body of our kingdom
FTLN 1539 How foul it is, what rank diseases grow,
FTLN 1540 40 And with what danger near the heart of it.
WARWICK
FTLN 1541 It is but as a body yet distempered,
FTLN 1542 Which to his former strength may be restored
FTLN 1543 With good advice and little medicine.
FTLN 1544 My Lord Northumberland will soon be cooled.
KING
FTLN 1545 45 O God, that one might read the book of fate
FTLN 1546 And see the revolution of the times
FTLN 1547 Make mountains level, and the continent,
FTLN 1548 Weary of solid firmness, melt itself
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FTLN 1550 50 The beachy girdle of the ocean
FTLN 1551 Too wide for Neptune’s hips; how chance’s mocks
FTLN 1552 And changes fill the cup of alteration
FTLN 1553 With divers liquors! O, if this were seen,
FTLN 1554 The happiest youth, viewing his progress through,
FTLN 1555 55 What perils past, what crosses to ensue,
FTLN 1556 Would shut the book and sit him down and die.
FTLN 1557 ’Tis not ten years gone
FTLN 1558 Since Richard and Northumberland, great friends,
FTLN 1559 Did feast together, and in two years after
FTLN 1560 60 Were they at wars. It is but eight years since
FTLN 1561 This Percy was the man nearest my soul,
FTLN 1562 Who like a brother toiled in my affairs
FTLN 1563 And laid his love and life under my foot,
FTLN 1564 Yea, for my sake, even to the eyes of Richard
FTLN 1565 65 Gave him defiance. But which of you was by—
FTLN 1566 To Warwick. You, cousin Nevil, as I may
FTLN 1567 remember—
FTLN 1568 When Richard, with his eye brimful of tears,
FTLN 1569 Then checked and rated by Northumberland,
FTLN 1570 70 Did speak these words, now proved a prophecy?
FTLN 1571 “Northumberland, thou ladder by the which
FTLN 1572 My cousin Bolingbroke ascends my throne”—
FTLN 1573 Though then, God knows, I had no such intent,
FTLN 1574 But that necessity so bowed the state
FTLN 1575 75 That I and greatness were compelled to kiss—
FTLN 1576 “The time shall come,” thus did he follow it,
FTLN 1577 “The time will come that foul sin, gathering head,
FTLN 1578 Shall break into corruption”—so went on,
FTLN 1579 Foretelling this same time’s condition
FTLN 1580 80 And the division of our amity.
WARWICK
FTLN 1581 There is a history in all men’s lives
FTLN 1582 Figuring the natures of the times deceased,
FTLN 1583 The which observed, a man may prophesy,
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FTLN 1585 85 As yet not come to life, who in their seeds
FTLN 1586 And weak beginning lie intreasurèd.
FTLN 1587 Such things become the hatch and brood of time,
FTLN 1588 And by the necessary form of this,
FTLN 1589 King Richard might create a perfect guess
FTLN 1590 90 That great Northumberland, then false to him,
FTLN 1591 Would of that seed grow to a greater falseness,
FTLN 1592 Which should not find a ground to root upon
FTLN 1593 Unless on you.
KING FTLN 1594 Are these things then necessities?
FTLN 1595 95 Then let us meet them like necessities.
FTLN 1596 And that same word even now cries out on us.
FTLN 1597 They say the Bishop and Northumberland
FTLN 1598 Are fifty thousand strong.
WARWICK FTLN 1599 It cannot be, my lord.
FTLN 1600 100 Rumor doth double, like the voice and echo,
FTLN 1601 The numbers of the feared. Please it your Grace
FTLN 1602 To go to bed. Upon my soul, my lord,
FTLN 1603 The powers that you already have sent forth
FTLN 1604 Shall bring this prize in very easily.
FTLN 1605 105 To comfort you the more, I have received
FTLN 1606 A certain instance that Glendower is dead.
FTLN 1607 Your Majesty hath been this fortnight ill,
FTLN 1608 And these unseasoned hours perforce must add
FTLN 1609 Unto your sickness.
KING FTLN 1610 110 I will take your counsel.
FTLN 1611 And were these inward wars once out of hand,
FTLN 1612 We would, dear lords, unto the Holy Land.
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Enter Justice Shallow and Justice Silence.
SHALLOW FTLN 1613 Come on, come on, come on. Give me your
FTLN 1614 hand, sir, give me your hand, sir. An early stirrer, by
FTLN 1615 the rood. And how doth my good cousin Silence?
SILENCE FTLN 1616 Good morrow, good cousin Shallow.
SHALLOW FTLN 1617 5 And how doth my cousin your bedfellow?
FTLN 1618 And your fairest daughter and mine, my goddaughter
FTLN 1619 Ellen?
SILENCE FTLN 1620 Alas, a black ousel, cousin Shallow.
SHALLOW FTLN 1621 By yea and no, sir. I dare say my cousin
FTLN 1622 10 William is become a good scholar. He is at Oxford
FTLN 1623 still, is he not?
SILENCE FTLN 1624 Indeed, sir, to my cost.
SHALLOW FTLN 1625 He must then to the Inns o’ Court shortly. I
FTLN 1626 was once of Clement’s Inn, where I think they will
FTLN 1627 15 talk of mad Shallow yet.
SILENCE FTLN 1628 You were called “Lusty Shallow” then,
FTLN 1629 cousin.
SHALLOW FTLN 1630 By the Mass, I was called anything, and I
FTLN 1631 would have done anything indeed too, and roundly
FTLN 1632 20 too. There was I, and little John Doit of Staffordshire,
FTLN 1633 and black George Barnes, and Francis Pickbone,
FTLN 1634 and Will Squele, a Cotswold man. You had
FTLN 1635 not four such swinge-bucklers in all the Inns o’
FTLN 1636 Court again. And I may say to you, we knew where
FTLN 1637 25 the bona robas were and had the best of them all at
FTLN 1638 commandment. Then was Jack Falstaff, now Sir
FTLN 1639 John, a boy, and page to Thomas Mowbray, Duke of
FTLN 1640 Norfolk.
SILENCE FTLN 1641 This Sir John, cousin, that comes hither anon
FTLN 1642 30 about soldiers?
SHALLOW FTLN 1643 The same Sir John, the very same. I see him
FTLN 1644 break Scoggin’s head at the court gate, when he
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FTLN 1646 I fight with one Sampson Stockfish, a fruiterer,
FTLN 1647 35 behind Grey’s Inn. Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I
FTLN 1648 have spent! And to see how many of my old acquaintance
FTLN 1649 are dead.
SILENCE FTLN 1650 We shall all follow, cousin.
SHALLOW FTLN 1651 Certain, ’tis certain, very sure, very sure.
FTLN 1652 40 Death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all. All
FTLN 1653 shall die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford
FTLN 1654 Fair?
SILENCE FTLN 1655 By my troth, cousin, I was not there.
SHALLOW FTLN 1656 Death is certain. Is old Dooble of your town
FTLN 1657 45 living yet?
SILENCE FTLN 1658 Dead, sir.
SHALLOW FTLN 1659 Jesu, Jesu, dead! He drew a good bow, and
FTLN 1660 dead? He shot a fine shoot. John o’ Gaunt loved him
FTLN 1661 well, and betted much money on his head. Dead! He
FTLN 1662 50 would have clapped i’ th’ clout at twelve score, and
FTLN 1663 carried you a forehand shaft a fourteen and fourteen
FTLN 1664 and a half, that it would have done a man’s
FTLN 1665 heart good to see. How a score of ewes now?
SILENCE FTLN 1666 Thereafter as they be, a score of good ewes
FTLN 1667 55 may be worth ten pounds.
SHALLOW FTLN 1668 And is old Dooble dead?
SILENCE FTLN 1669 Here come two of Sir John Falstaff’s men, as I
FTLN 1670 think.
Enter Bardolph and one with him.
SHALLOW FTLN 1671 Good morrow, honest gentlemen.
BARDOLPH FTLN 1672 60 I beseech you, which is Justice Shallow?
SHALLOW FTLN 1673 I am Robert Shallow, sir, a poor esquire of
FTLN 1674 this county and one of the King’s justices of the
FTLN 1675 peace. What is your good pleasure with me?
BARDOLPH FTLN 1676 My captain, sir, commends him to you, my
FTLN 1677 65 captain, Sir John Falstaff, a tall gentleman, by
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SHALLOW FTLN 1679 He greets me well, sir. I knew him a good
FTLN 1680 backsword man. How doth the good knight? May I
FTLN 1681 ask how my lady his wife doth?
BARDOLPH FTLN 1682 70 Sir, pardon. A soldier is better accommodated
FTLN 1683 than with a wife.
SHALLOW FTLN 1684 It is well said, in faith, sir, and it is well said
FTLN 1685 indeed too. “Better accommodated.” It is good,
FTLN 1686 yea, indeed is it. Good phrases are surely, and ever
FTLN 1687 75 were, very commendable. “Accommodated.” It
FTLN 1688 comes of accommodo. Very good, a good phrase.
BARDOLPH FTLN 1689 Pardon, sir, I have heard the word—
FTLN 1690 “phrase” call you it? By this day, I know not the
FTLN 1691 phrase, but I will maintain the word with my sword
FTLN 1692 80 to be a soldierlike word, and a word of exceeding
FTLN 1693 good command, by heaven. “Accommodated,” that
FTLN 1694 is when a man is, as they say, accommodated, or
FTLN 1695 when a man is being whereby he may be thought to
FTLN 1696 be accommodated, which is an excellent thing.
Enter Falstaff.
SHALLOW FTLN 1697 85 It is very just. Look, here comes good Sir
FTLN 1698 John.—Give me your good hand, give me your
FTLN 1699 Worship’s good hand. By my troth, you like well and
FTLN 1700 bear your years very well. Welcome, good Sir John.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1701 I am glad to see you well, good Master
FTLN 1702 90 Robert Shallow.—Master Sure-card, as I think?
SHALLOW FTLN 1703 No, Sir John. It is my cousin Silence, in
FTLN 1704 commission with me.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1705 Good Master Silence, it well befits you
FTLN 1706 should be of the peace.
SILENCE FTLN 1707 95 Your good Worship is welcome.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1708 Fie, this is hot weather, gentlemen. Have you
FTLN 1709 provided me here half a dozen sufficient men?
SHALLOW FTLN 1710 Marry, have we, sir. Will you sit?
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FALSTAFF FTLN 1711 Let me see them, I beseech you.
SHALLOW FTLN 1712 100 Where’s the roll? Where’s the roll? Where’s
FTLN 1713 the roll? Let me see, let me see, let me see. So, so,
FTLN 1714 so, so, so. So, so. Yea, marry, sir.—Rafe Mouldy!—
FTLN 1715 Let them appear as I call, let them do so, let them
FTLN 1716 do so.
Enter Mouldy, followed by Shadow, Wart, Feeble,
and Bullcalf.
FTLN 1717 105 Let me see, where is Mouldy?
MOULDY , coming forward FTLN 1718 Here, an it please you.
SHALLOW FTLN 1719 What think you, Sir John? A good-limbed
FTLN 1720 fellow, young, strong, and of good friends.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1721 Is thy name Mouldy?
MOULDY FTLN 1722 110 Yea, an ’t please you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1723’Tis the more time thou wert used.
SHALLOW FTLN 1724 Ha, ha, ha, most excellent, i’ faith! Things
FTLN 1725 that are mouldy lack use. Very singular good, in
FTLN 1726 faith. Well said, Sir John, very well said.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1727 115 Prick him.
Shallow marks the scroll.
MOULDY FTLN 1728 I was pricked well enough before, an you
FTLN 1729 could have let me alone. My old dame will be
FTLN 1730 undone now for one to do her husbandry and her
FTLN 1731 drudgery. You need not to have pricked me. There
FTLN 1732 120 are other men fitter to go out than I.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1733 Go to. Peace, Mouldy. You shall go. Mouldy,
FTLN 1734 it is time you were spent.
MOULDY FTLN 1735 Spent?
SHALLOW FTLN 1736 Peace, fellow, peace. Stand aside. Know you
FTLN 1737 125 where you are?—For th’ other, Sir John. Let me
FTLN 1738 see.—Simon Shadow!
FALSTAFF FTLN 1739 Yea, marry, let me have him to sit under.
FTLN 1740 He’s like to be a cold soldier.
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SHADOW , coming forward FTLN 1742 130 Here, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1743 Shadow, whose son art thou?
SHADOW FTLN 1744 My mother’s son, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1745 Thy mother’s son! Like enough, and thy
FTLN 1746 father’s shadow. So the son of the female is the
FTLN 1747 135 shadow of the male. It is often so, indeed, but much
FTLN 1748 of the father’s substance.
SHALLOW FTLN 1749 Do you like him, Sir John?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1750 Shadow will serve for summer. Prick him,
FTLN 1751 for we have a number of shadows to fill up the
FTLN 1752 140 muster book.
SHALLOW FTLN 1753 Thomas Wart!
FALSTAFF FTLN 1754 Where’s he?
WART , coming forward FTLN 1755 Here, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1756 Is thy name Wart?
WART FTLN 1757 145 Yea, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1758 Thou art a very ragged wart.
SHALLOW FTLN 1759 Shall I prick him down, Sir John?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1760 It were superfluous, for his apparel is built
FTLN 1761 upon his back, and the whole frame stands upon
FTLN 1762 150 pins. Prick him no more.
SHALLOW FTLN 1763 Ha, ha, ha. You can do it, sir, you can do it. I
FTLN 1764 commend you well.—Francis Feeble!
FEEBLE , coming forward FTLN 1765 Here, sir.
SHALLOW FTLN 1766 What trade art thou, Feeble?
FEEBLE FTLN 1767 155 A woman’s tailor, sir.
SHALLOW FTLN 1768 Shall I prick him, sir?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1769 You may, but if he had been a man’s tailor,
FTLN 1770 he’d ha’ pricked you.—Wilt thou make as many
FTLN 1771 holes in an enemy’s battle as thou hast done in a
FTLN 1772 160 woman’s petticoat?
FEEBLE FTLN 1773 I will do my good will, sir. You can have no
FTLN 1774 more.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1775 Well said, good woman’s tailor, well said,
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FTLN 1777 165 wrathful dove or most magnanimous mouse.—
FTLN 1778 Prick the woman’s tailor well, Master Shallow,
FTLN 1779 deep, Master Shallow.
FEEBLE FTLN 1780 I would Wart might have gone, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1781 I would thou wert a man’s tailor, that thou
FTLN 1782 170 mightst mend him and make him fit to go. I cannot
FTLN 1783 put him to a private soldier that is the leader of so
FTLN 1784 many thousands. Let that suffice, most forcible
FTLN 1785 Feeble.
FEEBLE FTLN 1786 It shall suffice, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1787 175 I am bound to thee, reverend Feeble.—Who
FTLN 1788 is the next?
SHALLOW FTLN 1789 Peter Bullcalf o’ th’ green.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1790 Yea, marry, let’s see Bullcalf.
BULLCALF , coming forward FTLN 1791 Here, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1792 180 Fore God, a likely fellow. Come, prick me
FTLN 1793 Bullcalf till he roar again.
BULLCALF FTLN 1794 O Lord, good my lord captain—
FALSTAFF FTLN 1795 What, dost thou roar before thou art
FTLN 1796 pricked?
BULLCALF FTLN 1797 185 O Lord, sir, I am a diseased man.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1798 What disease hast thou?
BULLCALF FTLN 1799 A whoreson cold, sir, a cough, sir, which I
FTLN 1800 caught with ringing in the King’s affairs upon his
FTLN 1801 coronation day, sir.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1802 190 Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown.
FTLN 1803 We will have away thy cold, and I will take such
FTLN 1804 order that thy friends shall ring for thee.—Is here
FTLN 1805 all?
SHALLOW FTLN 1806 Here is two more called than your number.
FTLN 1807 195 You must have but four here, sir, and so I pray you
FTLN 1808 go in with me to dinner.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1809 Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot
FTLN 1810 tarry dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth,
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SHALLOW FTLN 1812 200 O, Sir John, do you remember since we lay
FTLN 1813 all night in the windmill in Saint George’s Field?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1814 No more of that, good Master Shallow, no
FTLN 1815 more of that.
SHALLOW FTLN 1816 Ha, ’twas a merry night. And is Jane Nightwork
FTLN 1817 205 alive?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1818 She lives, Master Shallow.
SHALLOW FTLN 1819 She never could away with me.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1820 Never, never. She would always say she could
FTLN 1821 not abide Master Shallow.
SHALLOW FTLN 1822 210 By the Mass, I could anger her to th’ heart.
FTLN 1823 She was then a bona roba. Doth she hold her own
FTLN 1824 well?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1825 Old, old, Master Shallow.
SHALLOW FTLN 1826 Nay, she must be old. She cannot choose but
FTLN 1827 215 be old. Certain, she’s old, and had Robin Nightwork
FTLN 1828 by old Nightwork before I came to Clement’s Inn.
SILENCE FTLN 1829 That’s fifty-five year ago.
SHALLOW FTLN 1830 Ha, cousin Silence, that thou hadst seen that
FTLN 1831 that this knight and I have seen!—Ha, Sir John, said
FTLN 1832 220 I well?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1833 We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master
FTLN 1834 Shallow.
SHALLOW FTLN 1835 That we have, that we have, that we have. In
FTLN 1836 faith, Sir John, we have. Our watchword was “Hem,
FTLN 1837 225 boys.” Come, let’s to dinner, come, let’s to dinner.
FTLN 1838 Jesus, the days that we have seen! Come, come.
Shallow, Silence, and Falstaff rise and exit.
BULLCALF FTLN 1839 Good Master Corporate Bardolph, stand my
FTLN 1840 friend, and here’s four Harry ten-shillings in
FTLN 1841 French crowns for you. He gives Bardolph money.
FTLN 1842 230 In very truth, sir, I had as lief be hanged, sir, as go.
FTLN 1843 And yet, for mine own part, sir, I do not care, but
FTLN 1844 rather because I am unwilling, and, for mine own
FTLN 1845 part, have a desire to stay with my friends. Else, sir,
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BARDOLPH FTLN 1847 235 Go to. Stand aside.
MOULDY FTLN 1848 And, good Master Corporal Captain, for my
FTLN 1849 old dame’s sake, stand my friend. She has nobody to
FTLN 1850 do anything about her when I am gone, and she is
FTLN 1851 old and cannot help herself. You shall have forty,
FTLN 1852 240 sir. He gives money.
BARDOLPH FTLN 1853 Go to. Stand aside.
FEEBLE FTLN 1854 By my troth, I care not. A man can die but
FTLN 1855 once. We owe God a death. I’ll ne’er bear a base
FTLN 1856 mind. An ’t be my destiny, so; an ’t be not, so. No
FTLN 1857 245 man’s too good to serve ’s prince, and let it go
FTLN 1858 which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for
FTLN 1859 the next.
BARDOLPH FTLN 1860 Well said. Th’ art a good fellow.
FEEBLE FTLN 1861 Faith, I’ll bear no base mind.
Enter Falstaff and the Justices.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1862 250 Come, sir, which men shall I have?
SHALLOW FTLN 1863 Four of which you please.
BARDOLPH , aside to Falstaff FTLN 1864 Sir, a word with you. I
FTLN 1865 have three pound to free Mouldy and Bullcalf.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1866 Go to, well.
SHALLOW FTLN 1867 255 Come, Sir John, which four will you have?
FALSTAFF FTLN 1868 Do you choose for me.
SHALLOW FTLN 1869 Marry, then, Mouldy, Bullcalf, Feeble, and
FTLN 1870 Shadow.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1871 Mouldy and Bullcalf! For you, Mouldy, stay
FTLN 1872 260 at home till you are past service.—And for your
FTLN 1873 part, Bullcalf, grow till you come unto it. I will
FTLN 1874 none of you. Mouldy and Bullcalf exit.
SHALLOW FTLN 1875 Sir John, Sir John, do not yourself wrong.
FTLN 1876 They are your likeliest men, and I would have you
FTLN 1877 265 served with the best.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1878 Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to
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FTLN 1880 stature, bulk and big assemblance of a man? Give
FTLN 1881 me the spirit, Master Shallow. Here’s Wart. You see
FTLN 1882 270 what a ragged appearance it is. He shall charge you
FTLN 1883 and discharge you with the motion of a pewterer’s
FTLN 1884 hammer, come off and on swifter than he that
FTLN 1885 gibbets on the brewer’s bucket. And this same half-faced
FTLN 1886 fellow, Shadow, give me this man. He presents
FTLN 1887 275 no mark to the enemy. The foeman may with
FTLN 1888 as great aim level at the edge of a penknife. And for
FTLN 1889 a retreat, how swiftly will this Feeble, the woman’s
FTLN 1890 tailor, run off! O, give me the spare men, and spare
FTLN 1891 me the great ones.—Put me a caliver into Wart’s
FTLN 1892 280 hand, Bardolph.
BARDOLPH , giving Wart a musket FTLN 1893 Hold, Wart. Traverse.
FTLN 1894 Thas, thas, thas.
FALSTAFF , to Wart FTLN 1895 Come, manage me your caliver: so,
FTLN 1896 very well, go to, very good, exceeding good. O, give
FTLN 1897 285 me always a little, lean, old, chopped, bald shot.
FTLN 1898 Well said, i’ faith, Wart. Th’ art a good scab. Hold,
FTLN 1899 there’s a tester for thee. He gives Wart money.
SHALLOW FTLN 1900 He is not his craft’s master. He doth not do it
FTLN 1901 right. I remember at Mile End Green, when I lay at
FTLN 1902 290 Clement’s Inn—I was then Sir Dagonet in Arthur’s
FTLN 1903 show—there was a little quiver fellow, and he
FTLN 1904 would manage you his piece thus. Shallow performs
with the musket. FTLN 1905 And he would about and
FTLN 1906 about, and come you in, and come you in. “Rah,
FTLN 1907 295 tah, tah,” would he say. “Bounce,” would he say,
FTLN 1908 and away again would he go, and again would he
FTLN 1909 come. I shall ne’er see such a fellow.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1910 These fellows will do well, Master Shallow.
FTLN 1911 —God keep you, Master Silence. I will not use
FTLN 1912 300 many words with you. Fare you well, gentlemen
FTLN 1913 both. I thank you. I must a dozen mile tonight.—
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SHALLOW FTLN 1915 Sir John, the Lord bless you. God prosper
FTLN 1916 your affairs. God send us peace. At your return, visit
FTLN 1917 305 our house. Let our old acquaintance be renewed.
FTLN 1918 Peradventure I will with you to the court.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1919 Fore God, would you would, Master
FTLN 1920 Shallow.
SHALLOW FTLN 1921 Go to. I have spoke at a word. God keep you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 1922 310 Fare you well, gentle gentlemen.
Shallow and Silence exit.
FTLN 1923 On, Bardolph. Lead the men away.
All but Falstaff exit.
FTLN 1924 As I return, I will fetch off these justices. I do see
FTLN 1925 the bottom of Justice Shallow. Lord, Lord, how
FTLN 1926 subject we old men are to this vice of lying. This
FTLN 1927 315 same starved justice hath done nothing but prate to
FTLN 1928 me of the wildness of his youth and the feats he hath
FTLN 1929 done about Turnbull Street, and every third word a
FTLN 1930 lie, duer paid to the hearer than the Turk’s tribute. I
FTLN 1931 do remember him at Clement’s Inn, like a man
FTLN 1932 320 made after supper of a cheese paring. When he was
FTLN 1933 naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish
FTLN 1934 with a head fantastically carved upon it with a
FTLN 1935 knife. He was so forlorn that his dimensions to
FTLN 1936 any thick sight were invincible. He was the very
FTLN 1937 325 genius of famine, yet lecherous as a monkey,
FTLN 1938 and the whores called him “mandrake.” He came
FTLN 1939 ever in the rearward of the fashion, and sung
FTLN 1940 those tunes to the overscutched huswives that he
FTLN 1941 heard the carmen whistle, and swore they were his
FTLN 1942 330 fancies or his good-nights. And now is this Vice’s
FTLN 1943 dagger become a squire, and talks as familiarly
FTLN 1944 of John o’ Gaunt as if he had been sworn brother
FTLN 1945 to him, and I’ll be sworn he ne’er saw him but
FTLN 1946 once in the tilt-yard, and then he burst his head
FTLN 1947 335 for crowding among the Marshal’s men. I saw it
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FTLN 1949 you might have thrust him and all his apparel into
FTLN 1950 an eel-skin; the case of a treble hautboy was a
FTLN 1951 mansion for him, a court. And now has he land and
FTLN 1952 340 beefs. Well, I’ll be acquainted with him if I return,
FTLN 1953 and ’t shall go hard but I’ll make him a philosopher’s
FTLN 1954 two stones to me. If the young dace be a
FTLN 1955 bait for the old pike, I see no reason in the law of
FTLN 1956 nature but I may snap at him. Let time shape, and
FTLN 1957 345 there an end.
He exits.

ACT 4
Scene 1
Enter the Archbishop of York, Mowbray, Lord
Bardolph, Hastings, and their officers within the Forest
of Gaultree.
ARCHBISHOP FTLN 1958 What is this forest called?
HASTINGS
FTLN 1959 ’Tis Gaultree Forest, an ’t shall please your Grace.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 1960 Here stand, my lords, and send discoverers forth
FTLN 1961 To know the numbers of our enemies.
HASTINGS
FTLN 1962 5 We have sent forth already.
ARCHBISHOP FTLN 1963 ’Tis well done.
FTLN 1964 My friends and brethren in these great affairs,
FTLN 1965 I must acquaint you that I have received
FTLN 1966 New-dated letters from Northumberland,
FTLN 1967 10 Their cold intent, tenor, and substance, thus:
FTLN 1968 Here doth he wish his person, with such powers
FTLN 1969 As might hold sortance with his quality,
FTLN 1970 The which he could not levy; whereupon
FTLN 1971 He is retired, to ripe his growing fortunes,
FTLN 1972 15 To Scotland, and concludes in hearty prayers
FTLN 1973 That your attempts may overlive the hazard
FTLN 1974 And fearful meeting of their opposite.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 1975 Thus do the hopes we have in him touch ground
FTLN 1976 And dash themselves to pieces.
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Enter Messenger.
HASTINGS FTLN 1977 20 Now, what news?
MESSENGER
FTLN 1978 West of this forest, scarcely off a mile,
FTLN 1979 In goodly form comes on the enemy,
FTLN 1980 And, by the ground they hide, I judge their number
FTLN 1981 Upon or near the rate of thirty thousand.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 1982 25 The just proportion that we gave them out.
FTLN 1983 Let us sway on and face them in the field.
Enter Westmoreland.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 1984 What well-appointed leader fronts us here?
MOWBRAY
FTLN 1985 I think it is my Lord of Westmoreland.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 1986 Health and fair greeting from our general,
FTLN 1987 30 The Prince Lord John and Duke of Lancaster.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 1988 Say on, my Lord of Westmoreland, in peace,
FTLN 1989 What doth concern your coming.
WESTMORELAND FTLN 1990 Then, my lord,
FTLN 1991 Unto your Grace do I in chief address
FTLN 1992 35 The substance of my speech. If that rebellion
FTLN 1993 Came like itself, in base and abject routs,
FTLN 1994 Led on by bloody youth, guarded with rage,
FTLN 1995 And countenanced by boys and beggary—
FTLN 1996 I say, if damned commotion so appeared
FTLN 1997 40 In his true, native, and most proper shape,
FTLN 1998 You, reverend father, and these noble lords
FTLN 1999 Had not been here to dress the ugly form
FTLN 2000 Of base and bloody insurrection
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FTLN 2002 45 Whose see is by a civil peace maintained,
FTLN 2003 Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath touched,
FTLN 2004 Whose learning and good letters peace hath tutored,
FTLN 2005 Whose white investments figure innocence,
FTLN 2006 The dove and very blessèd spirit of peace,
FTLN 2007 50 Wherefore do you so ill translate yourself
FTLN 2008 Out of the speech of peace, that bears such grace,
FTLN 2009 Into the harsh and boist’rous tongue of war,
FTLN 2010 Turning your books to graves, your ink to blood,
FTLN 2011 Your pens to lances, and your tongue divine
FTLN 2012 55 To a loud trumpet and a point of war?
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2013 Wherefore do I this? So the question stands.
FTLN 2014 Briefly, to this end: we are all diseased
FTLN 2015 And with our surfeiting and wanton hours
FTLN 2016 Have brought ourselves into a burning fever,
FTLN 2017 60 And we must bleed for it; of which disease
FTLN 2018 Our late King Richard, being infected, died.
FTLN 2019 But, my most noble Lord of Westmoreland,
FTLN 2020 I take not on me here as a physician,
FTLN 2021 Nor do I as an enemy to peace
FTLN 2022 65 Troop in the throngs of military men,
FTLN 2023 But rather show awhile like fearful war
FTLN 2024 To diet rank minds sick of happiness
FTLN 2025 And purge th’ obstructions which begin to stop
FTLN 2026 Our very veins of life. Hear me more plainly.
FTLN 2027 70 I have in equal balance justly weighed
FTLN 2028 What wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs we
FTLN 2029 suffer,
FTLN 2030 And find our griefs heavier than our offenses.
FTLN 2031 We see which way the stream of time doth run
FTLN 2032 75 And are enforced from our most quiet there
FTLN 2033 By the rough torrent of occasion,
FTLN 2034 And have the summary of all our griefs,
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FTLN 2036 Which long ere this we offered to the King
FTLN 2037 80 And might by no suit gain our audience.
FTLN 2038 When we are wronged and would unfold our griefs,
FTLN 2039 We are denied access unto his person
FTLN 2040 Even by those men that most have done us wrong.
FTLN 2041 The dangers of the days but newly gone,
FTLN 2042 85 Whose memory is written on the earth
FTLN 2043 With yet-appearing blood, and the examples
FTLN 2044 Of every minute’s instance, present now,
FTLN 2045 Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms,
FTLN 2046 Not to break peace or any branch of it,
FTLN 2047 90 But to establish here a peace indeed,
FTLN 2048 Concurring both in name and quality.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2049 Whenever yet was your appeal denied?
FTLN 2050 Wherein have you been gallèd by the King?
FTLN 2051 What peer hath been suborned to grate on you,
FTLN 2052 95 That you should seal this lawless bloody book
FTLN 2053 Of forged rebellion with a seal divine
FTLN 2054 And consecrate commotion’s bitter edge?
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2055 My brother general, the commonwealth,
FTLN 2056 To brother born an household cruelty,
FTLN 2057 100 I make my quarrel in particular.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2058 There is no need of any such redress,
FTLN 2059 Or if there were, it not belongs to you.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2060 Why not to him in part, and to us all
FTLN 2061 That feel the bruises of the days before
FTLN 2062 105 And suffer the condition of these times
FTLN 2063 To lay a heavy and unequal hand
FTLN 2064 Upon our honors?
WESTMORELAND FTLN 2065 O, my good Lord Mowbray,
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FTLN 2067 110 And you shall say indeed it is the time,
FTLN 2068 And not the King, that doth you injuries.
FTLN 2069 Yet for your part, it not appears to me
FTLN 2070 Either from the King or in the present time
FTLN 2071 That you should have an inch of any ground
FTLN 2072 115 To build a grief on. Were you not restored
FTLN 2073 To all the Duke of Norfolk’s seigniories,
FTLN 2074 Your noble and right well remembered father’s?
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2075 What thing, in honor, had my father lost
FTLN 2076 That need to be revived and breathed in me?
FTLN 2077 120 The King that loved him, as the state stood then,
FTLN 2078 Was force perforce compelled to banish him,
FTLN 2079 And then that Henry Bolingbroke and he,
FTLN 2080 Being mounted and both rousèd in their seats,
FTLN 2081 Their neighing coursers daring of the spur,
FTLN 2082 125 Their armèd staves in charge, their beavers down,
FTLN 2083 Their eyes of fire sparkling through sights of steel,
FTLN 2084 And the loud trumpet blowing them together,
FTLN 2085 Then, then, when there was nothing could have
FTLN 2086 stayed
FTLN 2087 130 My father from the breast of Bolingbroke,
FTLN 2088 O, when the King did throw his warder down—
FTLN 2089 His own life hung upon the staff he threw—
FTLN 2090 Then threw he down himself and all their lives
FTLN 2091 That by indictment and by dint of sword
FTLN 2092 135 Have since miscarried under Bolingbroke.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2093 You speak, Lord Mowbray, now you know not what.
FTLN 2094 The Earl of Hereford was reputed then
FTLN 2095 In England the most valiant gentleman.
FTLN 2096 Who knows on whom fortune would then have
FTLN 2097 140 smiled?
FTLN 2098 But if your father had been victor there,
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FTLN 2100 For all the country in a general voice
FTLN 2101 Cried hate upon him; and all their prayers and
FTLN 2102 145 love
FTLN 2103 Were set on Hereford, whom they doted on
FTLN 2104 And blessed and graced, indeed more than the
FTLN 2105 King.
FTLN 2106 But this is mere digression from my purpose.
FTLN 2107 150 Here come I from our princely general
FTLN 2108 To know your griefs, to tell you from his Grace
FTLN 2109 That he will give you audience; and wherein
FTLN 2110 It shall appear that your demands are just,
FTLN 2111 You shall enjoy them, everything set off
FTLN 2112 155 That might so much as think you enemies.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2113 But he hath forced us to compel this offer,
FTLN 2114 And it proceeds from policy, not love.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2115 Mowbray, you overween to take it so.
FTLN 2116 This offer comes from mercy, not from fear.
FTLN 2117 160 For, lo, within a ken our army lies,
FTLN 2118 Upon mine honor, all too confident
FTLN 2119 To give admittance to a thought of fear.
FTLN 2120 Our battle is more full of names than yours,
FTLN 2121 Our men more perfect in the use of arms,
FTLN 2122 165 Our armor all as strong, our cause the best.
FTLN 2123 Then reason will our hearts should be as good.
FTLN 2124 Say you not then our offer is compelled.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2125 Well, by my will, we shall admit no parley.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2126 That argues but the shame of your offense.
FTLN 2127 170 A rotten case abides no handling.
HASTINGS
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FTLN 2130 To hear and absolutely to determine
FTLN 2131 Of what conditions we shall stand upon?
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2132 175 That is intended in the General’s name.
FTLN 2133 I muse you make so slight a question.
ARCHBISHOP , giving Westmoreland a paper
FTLN 2134 Then take, my Lord of Westmoreland, this schedule,
FTLN 2135 For this contains our general grievances.
FTLN 2136 Each several article herein redressed,
FTLN 2137 180 All members of our cause, both here and hence
FTLN 2138 That are insinewed to this action,
FTLN 2139 Acquitted by a true substantial form
FTLN 2140 And present execution of our wills
FTLN 2141 To us and to our purposes confined,
FTLN 2142 185 We come within our awful banks again
FTLN 2143 And knit our powers to the arm of peace.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2144 This will I show the General. Please you, lords,
FTLN 2145 In sight of both our battles we may meet,
FTLN 2146 And either end in peace, which God so frame,
FTLN 2147 190 Or to the place of difference call the swords
FTLN 2148 Which must decide it.
ARCHBISHOP FTLN 2149 My lord, we will do so.
Westmoreland exits.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2150 There is a thing within my bosom tells me
FTLN 2151 That no conditions of our peace can stand.
HASTINGS
FTLN 2152 195 Fear you not that. If we can make our peace
FTLN 2153 Upon such large terms and so absolute
FTLN 2154 As our conditions shall consist upon,
FTLN 2155 Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.
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FTLN 2156 Yea, but our valuation shall be such
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FTLN 2158 Yea, every idle, nice, and wanton reason,
FTLN 2159 Shall to the King taste of this action,
FTLN 2160 That, were our royal faiths martyrs in love,
FTLN 2161 We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind
FTLN 2162 205 That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff,
FTLN 2163 And good from bad find no partition.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2164 No, no, my lord. Note this: the King is weary
FTLN 2165 Of dainty and such picking grievances,
FTLN 2166 For he hath found to end one doubt by death
FTLN 2167 210 Revives two greater in the heirs of life;
FTLN 2168 And therefore will he wipe his tables clean
FTLN 2169 And keep no telltale to his memory
FTLN 2170 That may repeat and history his loss
FTLN 2171 To new remembrance. For full well he knows
FTLN 2172 215 He cannot so precisely weed this land
FTLN 2173 As his misdoubts present occasion;
FTLN 2174 His foes are so enrooted with his friends
FTLN 2175 That, plucking to unfix an enemy,
FTLN 2176 He doth unfasten so and shake a friend;
FTLN 2177 220 So that this land, like an offensive wife
FTLN 2178 That hath enraged him on to offer strokes,
FTLN 2179 As he is striking holds his infant up
FTLN 2180 And hangs resolved correction in the arm
FTLN 2181 That was upreared to execution.
HASTINGS
FTLN 2182 225 Besides, the King hath wasted all his rods
FTLN 2183 On late offenders, that he now doth lack
FTLN 2184 The very instruments of chastisement,
FTLN 2185 So that his power, like to a fangless lion,
FTLN 2186 May offer but not hold.
ARCHBISHOP FTLN 2187 230 ’Tis very true,
FTLN 2188 And therefore be assured, my good Lord Marshal,
FTLN 2189 If we do now make our atonement well,
FTLN 2190 Our peace will, like a broken limb united,
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MOWBRAY FTLN 2192 235 Be it so.
FTLN 2193 Here is returned my Lord of Westmoreland.
Enter Westmoreland.
WESTMORELAND , to the Archbishop
FTLN 2194 The Prince is here at hand. Pleaseth your Lordship
FTLN 2195 To meet his Grace just distance ’tween our armies.
Enter Prince John and his army.
MOWBRAY , to the Archbishop
FTLN 2196 Your Grace of York, in God’s name then set
FTLN 2197 240 forward.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2198 Before, and greet his Grace.—My lord, we come.
All move forward.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2199 You are well encountered here, my cousin
FTLN 2200 Mowbray.—
FTLN 2201 Good day to you, gentle Lord Archbishop,—
FTLN 2202 245 And so to you, Lord Hastings, and to all.—
FTLN 2203 My Lord of York, it better showed with you
FTLN 2204 When that your flock, assembled by the bell,
FTLN 2205 Encircled you to hear with reverence
FTLN 2206 Your exposition on the holy text
FTLN 2207 250 Than now to see you here, an iron man talking,
FTLN 2208 Cheering a rout of rebels with your drum,
FTLN 2209 Turning the word to sword, and life to death.
FTLN 2210 That man that sits within a monarch’s heart
FTLN 2211 And ripens in the sunshine of his favor,
FTLN 2212 255 Would he abuse the countenance of the King,
FTLN 2213 Alack, what mischiefs might he set abroach
FTLN 2214 In shadow of such greatness! With you, Lord
FTLN 2215 Bishop,
FTLN 2216 It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken
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FTLN 2218 To us the speaker in His parliament,
FTLN 2219 To us th’ imagined voice of God Himself,
FTLN 2220 The very opener and intelligencer
FTLN 2221 Between the grace, the sanctities, of heaven,
FTLN 2222 265 And our dull workings? O, who shall believe
FTLN 2223 But you misuse the reverence of your place,
FTLN 2224 Employ the countenance and grace of heaven
FTLN 2225 As a false favorite doth his prince’s name,
FTLN 2226 In deeds dishonorable? You have ta’en up,
FTLN 2227 270 Under the counterfeited zeal of God,
FTLN 2228 The subjects of His substitute, my father,
FTLN 2229 And both against the peace of heaven and him
FTLN 2230 Have here up-swarmed them.
ARCHBISHOP FTLN 2231 Good my Lord of
FTLN 2232 275 Lancaster,
FTLN 2233 I am not here against your father’s peace,
FTLN 2234 But, as I told my Lord of Westmoreland,
FTLN 2235 The time misordered doth, in common sense,
FTLN 2236 Crowd us and crush us to this monstrous form
FTLN 2237 280 To hold our safety up. I sent your Grace
FTLN 2238 The parcels and particulars of our grief,
FTLN 2239 The which hath been with scorn shoved from the
FTLN 2240 court,
FTLN 2241 Whereon this Hydra son of war is born,
FTLN 2242 285 Whose dangerous eyes may well be charmed asleep
FTLN 2243 With grant of our most just and right desires,
FTLN 2244 And true obedience, of this madness cured,
FTLN 2245 Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2246 If not, we ready are to try our fortunes
FTLN 2247 290 To the last man.
HASTINGS FTLN 2248 And though we here fall down,
FTLN 2249 We have supplies to second our attempt;
FTLN 2250 If they miscarry, theirs shall second them,
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FTLN 2252 295 And heir from heir shall hold his quarrel up
FTLN 2253 Whiles England shall have generation.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2254 You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow
FTLN 2255 To sound the bottom of the after-times.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2256 Pleaseth your Grace to answer them directly
FTLN 2257 300 How far forth you do like their articles.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2258 I like them all, and do allow them well,
FTLN 2259 And swear here by the honor of my blood
FTLN 2260 My father’s purposes have been mistook,
FTLN 2261 And some about him have too lavishly
FTLN 2262 305 Wrested his meaning and authority.
FTLN 2263 To the Archbishop. My lord, these griefs shall be
FTLN 2264 with speed redressed;
FTLN 2265 Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please you,
FTLN 2266 Discharge your powers unto their several counties,
FTLN 2267 310 As we will ours, and here, between the armies,
FTLN 2268 Let’s drink together friendly and embrace,
FTLN 2269 That all their eyes may bear those tokens home
FTLN 2270 Of our restorèd love and amity.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2271 I take your princely word for these redresses.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2272 315 I give it you, and will maintain my word,
FTLN 2273 And thereupon I drink unto your Grace.
The Leaders of both armies begin to drink together.
HASTINGS , to an Officer
FTLN 2274 Go, captain, and deliver to the army
FTLN 2275 This news of peace. Let them have pay, and part.
FTLN 2276 I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain.
Officer exits.
ARCHBISHOP , toasting Westmoreland
FTLN 2277 320 To you, my noble Lord of Westmoreland.
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FTLN 2278 I pledge your Grace, and if you knew what pains
FTLN 2279 I have bestowed to breed this present peace,
FTLN 2280 You would drink freely. But my love to you
FTLN 2281 Shall show itself more openly hereafter.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2282 325 I do not doubt you.
WESTMORELAND FTLN 2283 I am glad of it.—
FTLN 2284 Health to my lord and gentle cousin, Mowbray.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2285 You wish me health in very happy season,
FTLN 2286 For I am on the sudden something ill.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2287 330 Against ill chances men are ever merry,
FTLN 2288 But heaviness foreruns the good event.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2289 Therefore be merry, coz, since sudden sorrow
FTLN 2290 Serves to say thus: “Some good thing comes
FTLN 2291 tomorrow.”
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2292 335 Believe me, I am passing light in spirit.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2293 So much the worse if your own rule be true.
Shout within.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2294 The word of peace is rendered. Hark how they
FTLN 2295 shout.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2296 This had been cheerful after victory.
ARCHBISHOP
FTLN 2297 340 A peace is of the nature of a conquest,
FTLN 2298 For then both parties nobly are subdued,
FTLN 2299 And neither party loser.
JOHN OF LANCASTER , to Westmoreland FTLN 2300 Go, my lord,
FTLN 2301 And let our army be dischargèd too.
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FTLN 2302 345 To the Archbishop. And, good my lord, so please
FTLN 2303 you, let our trains
FTLN 2304 March by us, that we may peruse the men
FTLN 2305 We should have coped withal.
ARCHBISHOP FTLN 2306 Go, good Lord
FTLN 2307 350 Hastings,
FTLN 2308 And ere they be dismissed, let them march by.
Hastings exits.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2309 I trust, lords, we shall lie tonight together.
Enter Westmoreland.
FTLN 2310 Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still?
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2311 The leaders, having charge from you to stand,
FTLN 2312 355 Will not go off until they hear you speak.
JOHN OF LANCASTER FTLN 2313 They know their duties.
Enter Hastings.
HASTINGS , to the Archbishop
FTLN 2314 My lord, our army is dispersed already.
FTLN 2315 Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their
FTLN 2316 courses
FTLN 2317 360 East, west, north, south, or, like a school broke up,
FTLN 2318 Each hurries toward his home and sporting-place.
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2319 Good tidings, my Lord Hastings, for the which
FTLN 2320 I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason.—
FTLN 2321 And you, Lord Archbishop, and you, Lord Mowbray,
FTLN 2322 365 Of capital treason I attach you both.
MOWBRAY
FTLN 2323 Is this proceeding just and honorable?
WESTMORELAND FTLN 2324 Is your assembly so?
ARCHBISHOP
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JOHN OF LANCASTER FTLN 2326 I pawned thee none.
FTLN 2327 370 I promised you redress of these same grievances
FTLN 2328 Whereof you did complain, which, by mine honor,
FTLN 2329 I will perform with a most Christian care.
FTLN 2330 But for you rebels, look to taste the due
FTLN 2331 Meet for rebellion and such acts as yours.
FTLN 2332 375 Most shallowly did you these arms commence,
FTLN 2333 Fondly brought here, and foolishly sent hence.—
FTLN 2334 Strike up our drums; pursue the scattered stray.
FTLN 2335 God, and not we, hath safely fought today.—
FTLN 2336 Some guard these traitors to the block of death,
FTLN 2337 380 Treason’s true bed and yielder-up of breath.
They exit.
Scene 2
Alarum. Excursions. Enter Falstaff and Colevile.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2338 What’s your name, sir? Of what condition are
FTLN 2339 you, and of what place, I pray?
COLEVILE FTLN 2340 I am a knight, sir, and my name is Colevile of
FTLN 2341 the Dale.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2342 5 Well then, Colevile is your name, a knight is
FTLN 2343 your degree, and your place the Dale. Colevile shall
FTLN 2344 be still your name, a traitor your degree, and the
FTLN 2345 dungeon your place, a place deep enough so shall
FTLN 2346 you be still Colevile of the Dale.
COLEVILE FTLN 2347 10 Are not you Sir John Falstaff?
FALSTAFF FTLN 2348 As good a man as he, sir, whoe’er I am. Do
FTLN 2349 you yield, sir, or shall I sweat for you? If I do sweat,
FTLN 2350 they are the drops of thy lovers and they weep for
FTLN 2351 thy death. Therefore rouse up fear and trembling,
FTLN 2352 15 and do observance to my mercy.
COLEVILE FTLN 2353 I think you are Sir John Falstaff, and in that
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FALSTAFF FTLN 2355 I have a whole school of tongues in this belly
FTLN 2356 of mine, and not a tongue of them all speaks any
FTLN 2357 20 other word but my name. An I had but a belly of any
FTLN 2358 indifferency, I were simply the most active fellow in
FTLN 2359 Europe. My womb, my womb, my womb undoes
FTLN 2360 me. Here comes our general.
Enter John, Westmoreland, and the rest.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2361 The heat is past. Follow no further now.
FTLN 2362 25 Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.
Westmoreland exits. Retreat is sounded.
FTLN 2363 Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while?
FTLN 2364 When everything is ended, then you come.
FTLN 2365 These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life,
FTLN 2366 One time or other break some gallows’ back.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2367 30 I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be
FTLN 2368 thus. I never knew yet but rebuke and check was the
FTLN 2369 reward of valor. Do you think me a swallow, an
FTLN 2370 arrow, or a bullet? Have I in my poor and old
FTLN 2371 motion the expedition of thought? I have speeded
FTLN 2372 35 hither with the very extremest inch of possibility. I
FTLN 2373 have foundered ninescore and odd posts, and here,
FTLN 2374 travel-tainted as I am, have in my pure and immaculate
FTLN 2375 valor taken Sir John Colevile of the Dale, a most
FTLN 2376 furious knight and valorous enemy. But what of
FTLN 2377 40 that? He saw me and yielded, that I may justly say,
FTLN 2378 with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, “There, cousin,
FTLN 2379 I came, saw, and overcame.”
JOHN OF LANCASTER FTLN 2380 It was more of his courtesy than
FTLN 2381 your deserving.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2382 45 I know not. Here he is, and here I yield him.
FTLN 2383 And I beseech your Grace let it be booked with the
FTLN 2384 rest of this day’s deeds, or, by the Lord, I will have it
FTLN 2385 in a particular ballad else, with mine own picture
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FTLN 2387 50 which course if I be enforced, if you do not all show
FTLN 2388 like gilt twopences to me, and I in the clear sky of
FTLN 2389 fame o’ershine you as much as the full moon doth
FTLN 2390 the cinders of the element (which show like pins’
FTLN 2391 heads to her), believe not the word of the noble.
FTLN 2392 55 Therefore let me have right, and let desert mount.
JOHN OF LANCASTER FTLN 2393 Thine’s too heavy to mount.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2394 Let it shine, then.
JOHN OF LANCASTER FTLN 2395 Thine’s too thick to shine.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2396 Let it do something, my good lord, that may
FTLN 2397 60 do me good, and call it what you will.
JOHN OF LANCASTER FTLN 2398 Is thy name Colevile?
COLEVILE FTLN 2399 It is, my lord.
JOHN OF LANCASTER FTLN 2400 A famous rebel art thou,
FTLN 2401 Colevile.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2402 65 And a famous true subject took him.
COLEVILE
FTLN 2403 I am, my lord, but as my betters are
FTLN 2404 That led me hither. Had they been ruled by me,
FTLN 2405 You should have won them dearer than you have.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2406 I know not how they sold themselves, but
FTLN 2407 70 thou, like a kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis,
FTLN 2408 and I thank thee for thee.
Enter Westmoreland.
JOHN OF LANCASTER FTLN 2409 Now, have you left pursuit?
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2410 Retreat is made and execution stayed.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2411 Send Colevile with his confederates
FTLN 2412 75 To York, to present execution.—
FTLN 2413 Blunt, lead him hence, and see you guard him sure.
Blunt exits with Colevile.
FTLN 2414 And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords.
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FTLN 2416 Our news shall go before us to his Majesty,
FTLN 2417 80 To Westmoreland. Which, cousin, you shall bear
FTLN 2418 to comfort him,
FTLN 2419 And we with sober speed will follow you.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2420 My lord, I beseech you give me leave to go
FTLN 2421 through Gloucestershire, and, when you come to
FTLN 2422 85 court, stand my good lord, pray, in your good
FTLN 2423 report.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2424 Fare you well, Falstaff. I, in my condition,
FTLN 2425 Shall better speak of you than you deserve.
All but Falstaff exit.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2426 I would you had but the wit; ’twere better
FTLN 2427 90 than your dukedom. Good faith, this same young
FTLN 2428 sober-blooded boy doth not love me, nor a man
FTLN 2429 cannot make him laugh. But that’s no marvel; he
FTLN 2430 drinks no wine. There’s never none of these demure
FTLN 2431 boys come to any proof, for thin drink doth so
FTLN 2432 95 overcool their blood, and making many fish meals,
FTLN 2433 that they fall into a kind of male green-sickness, and
FTLN 2434 then, when they marry, they get wenches. They are
FTLN 2435 generally fools and cowards, which some of us
FTLN 2436 should be too, but for inflammation. A good sherris
FTLN 2437 100 sack hath a two-fold operation in it. It ascends me
FTLN 2438 into the brain, dries me there all the foolish and
FTLN 2439 dull and crudy vapors which environ it, makes it
FTLN 2440 apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery,
FTLN 2441 and delectable shapes, which, delivered o’er to the
FTLN 2442 105 voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes
FTLN 2443 excellent wit. The second property of your excellent
FTLN 2444 sherris is the warming of the blood, which,
FTLN 2445 before cold and settled, left the liver white and pale,
FTLN 2446 which is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice.
FTLN 2447 110 But the sherris warms it and makes it course from
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FTLN 2449 face, which as a beacon gives warning to all the rest
FTLN 2450 of this little kingdom, man, to arm; and then the
FTLN 2451 vital commoners and inland petty spirits muster me
FTLN 2452 115 all to their captain, the heart, who, great and puffed
FTLN 2453 up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage, and
FTLN 2454 this valor comes of sherris. So that skill in the
FTLN 2455 weapon is nothing without sack, for that sets it
FTLN 2456 a-work; and learning a mere hoard of gold kept
FTLN 2457 120 by a devil till sack commences it and sets it in
FTLN 2458 act and use. Hereof comes it that Prince Harry is
FTLN 2459 valiant, for the cold blood he did naturally inherit
FTLN 2460 of his father he hath, like lean, sterile, and bare
FTLN 2461 land, manured, husbanded, and tilled with excellent
FTLN 2462 125 endeavor of drinking good and good store
FTLN 2463 of fertile sherris, that he is become very hot and valiant.
FTLN 2464 If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle
FTLN 2465 I would teach them should be to forswear
FTLN 2466 thin potations and to addict themselves to sack.
Enter Bardolph.
FTLN 2467 130 How now, Bardolph?
BARDOLPH FTLN 2468 The army is discharged all and gone.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2469 Let them go. I’ll through Gloucestershire,
FTLN 2470 and there will I visit Master Robert Shallow,
FTLN 2471 Esquire. I have him already temp’ring between my
FTLN 2472 135 finger and my thumb, and shortly will I seal with
FTLN 2473 him. Come away.
They exit.

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Scene 3
Enter the King in a chair, Warwick, Thomas Duke of
Clarence, Humphrey Duke of Gloucester, and
Attendants.
KING
FTLN 2474 Now, lords, if God doth give successful end
FTLN 2475 To this debate that bleedeth at our doors,
FTLN 2476 We will our youth lead on to higher fields
FTLN 2477 And draw no swords but what are sanctified.
FTLN 2478 5 Our navy is addressed, our power collected,
FTLN 2479 Our substitutes in absence well invested,
FTLN 2480 And everything lies level to our wish.
FTLN 2481 Only we want a little personal strength;
FTLN 2482 And pause us till these rebels now afoot
FTLN 2483 10 Come underneath the yoke of government.
WARWICK
FTLN 2484 Both which we doubt not but your Majesty
FTLN 2485 Shall soon enjoy.
KING
FTLN 2486 Humphrey, my son of Gloucester, where is the
FTLN 2487 Prince your brother?
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2488 15 I think he’s gone to hunt, my lord, at Windsor.
KING
FTLN 2489 And how accompanied?
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER FTLN 2490 I do not know, my lord.
KING
FTLN 2491 Is not his brother Thomas of Clarence with him?
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2492 No, my good lord, he is in presence here.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE , coming forward FTLN 2493 20 What would
FTLN 2494 my lord and father?
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FTLN 2496 How chance thou art not with the Prince thy
FTLN 2497 brother?
FTLN 2498 25 He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas.
FTLN 2499 Thou hast a better place in his affection
FTLN 2500 Than all thy brothers. Cherish it, my boy,
FTLN 2501 And noble offices thou mayst effect
FTLN 2502 Of mediation, after I am dead,
FTLN 2503 30 Between his greatness and thy other brethren.
FTLN 2504 Therefore omit him not, blunt not his love,
FTLN 2505 Nor lose the good advantage of his grace
FTLN 2506 By seeming cold or careless of his will.
FTLN 2507 For he is gracious if he be observed;
FTLN 2508 35 He hath a tear for pity, and a hand
FTLN 2509 Open as day for melting charity;
FTLN 2510 Yet notwithstanding, being incensed he is flint,
FTLN 2511 As humorous as winter, and as sudden
FTLN 2512 As flaws congealèd in the spring of day.
FTLN 2513 40 His temper therefore must be well observed.
FTLN 2514 Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
FTLN 2515 When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth;
FTLN 2516 But, being moody, give him time and scope
FTLN 2517 Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,
FTLN 2518 45 Confound themselves with working. Learn this,
FTLN 2519 Thomas,
FTLN 2520 And thou shalt prove a shelter to thy friends,
FTLN 2521 A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers in,
FTLN 2522 That the united vessel of their blood,
FTLN 2523 50 Mingled with venom of suggestion
FTLN 2524 (As, force perforce, the age will pour it in),
FTLN 2525 Shall never leak, though it do work as strong
FTLN 2526 As aconitum or rash gunpowder.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE
FTLN 2527 I shall observe him with all care and love.
KING
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THOMAS OF CLARENCE
FTLN 2529 He is not there today; he dines in London.
KING
FTLN 2530 And how accompanied? Canst thou tell that?
THOMAS OF CLARENCE
FTLN 2531 With Poins and other his continual followers.
KING
FTLN 2532 Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds,
FTLN 2533 60 And he, the noble image of my youth,
FTLN 2534 Is overspread with them; therefore my grief
FTLN 2535 Stretches itself beyond the hour of death.
FTLN 2536 The blood weeps from my heart when I do shape,
FTLN 2537 In forms imaginary, th’ unguided days
FTLN 2538 65 And rotten times that you shall look upon
FTLN 2539 When I am sleeping with my ancestors.
FTLN 2540 For when his headstrong riot hath no curb,
FTLN 2541 When rage and hot blood are his counsellors,
FTLN 2542 When means and lavish manners meet together,
FTLN 2543 70 O, with what wings shall his affections fly
FTLN 2544 Towards fronting peril and opposed decay!
WARWICK
FTLN 2545 My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite.
FTLN 2546 The Prince but studies his companions
FTLN 2547 Like a strange tongue, wherein, to gain the
FTLN 2548 75 language,
FTLN 2549 ’Tis needful that the most immodest word
FTLN 2550 Be looked upon and learned; which, once attained,
FTLN 2551 Your Highness knows, comes to no further use
FTLN 2552 But to be known and hated. So, like gross terms,
FTLN 2553 80 The Prince will, in the perfectness of time,
FTLN 2554 Cast off his followers, and their memory
FTLN 2555 Shall as a pattern or a measure live,
FTLN 2556 By which his Grace must mete the lives of others,
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KING
FTLN 2558 85 ’Tis seldom when the bee doth leave her comb
FTLN 2559 In the dead carrion.
Enter Westmoreland.
FTLN 2560 Who’s here? Westmoreland?
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2561 Health to my sovereign, and new happiness
FTLN 2562 Added to that that I am to deliver.
FTLN 2563 90 Prince John your son doth kiss your Grace’s hand.
FTLN 2564 Mowbray, the Bishop Scroop, Hastings, and all
FTLN 2565 Are brought to the correction of your law.
FTLN 2566 There is not now a rebel’s sword unsheathed,
FTLN 2567 But peace puts forth her olive everywhere.
FTLN 2568 95 The manner how this action hath been borne
FTLN 2569 Here at more leisure may your Highness read
FTLN 2570 With every course in his particular.
He gives the King a paper.
KING
FTLN 2571 O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird,
FTLN 2572 Which ever in the haunch of winter sings
FTLN 2573 100 The lifting up of day.
Enter Harcourt.
FTLN 2574 Look, here’s more news.
HARCOURT
FTLN 2575 From enemies heavens keep your Majesty,
FTLN 2576 And when they stand against you, may they fall
FTLN 2577 As those that I am come to tell you of.
FTLN 2578 105 The Earl Northumberland and the Lord Bardolph,
FTLN 2579 With a great power of English and of Scots,
FTLN 2580 Are by the shrieve of Yorkshire overthrown.
FTLN 2581 The manner and true order of the fight
FTLN 2582 This packet, please it you, contains at large.
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KING
FTLN 2583 110 And wherefore should these good news make me
FTLN 2584 sick?
FTLN 2585 Will Fortune never come with both hands full,
FTLN 2586 But write her fair words still in foulest letters?
FTLN 2587 She either gives a stomach and no food—
FTLN 2588 115 Such are the poor, in health—or else a feast
FTLN 2589 And takes away the stomach—such are the rich,
FTLN 2590 That have abundance and enjoy it not.
FTLN 2591 I should rejoice now at this happy news,
FTLN 2592 And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy.
FTLN 2593 120 O, me! Come near me, now I am much ill.
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2594 Comfort, your Majesty.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE FTLN 2595 O, my royal father!
WESTMORELAND
FTLN 2596 My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, look up.
WARWICK
FTLN 2597 Be patient, princes. You do know these fits
FTLN 2598 125 Are with his Highness very ordinary.
FTLN 2599 Stand from him, give him air. He’ll straight be
FTLN 2600 well.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE
FTLN 2601 No, no, he cannot long hold out these pangs.
FTLN 2602 Th’ incessant care and labor of his mind
FTLN 2603 130 Hath wrought the mure that should confine it in
FTLN 2604 So thin that life looks through and will break out.
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2605 The people fear me, for they do observe
FTLN 2606 Unfathered heirs and loathly births of nature.
FTLN 2607 The seasons change their manners, as the year
FTLN 2608 135 Had found some months asleep and leapt them
FTLN 2609 over.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE
FTLN 2610 The river hath thrice flowed, no ebb between,
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FTLN 2612 Say it did so a little time before
FTLN 2613 140 That our great-grandsire, Edward, sicked and died.
WARWICK
FTLN 2614 Speak lower, princes, for the King recovers.
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2615 This apoplexy will certain be his end.
KING
FTLN 2616 I pray you take me up and bear me hence
FTLN 2617 Into some other chamber. Softly, pray.
The King is carried to a bed on another
part of the stage.
FTLN 2618 145 Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends,
FTLN 2619 Unless some dull and favorable hand
FTLN 2620 Will whisper music to my weary spirit.
WARWICK , to an Attendant
FTLN 2621 Call for the music in the other room.
KING
FTLN 2622 Set me the crown upon my pillow here.
The crown is placed on the bed.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE , aside to the others
FTLN 2623 150 His eye is hollow, and he changes much.
WARWICK
FTLN 2624 Less noise, less noise.
Enter Prince Harry.
PRINCE FTLN 2625 Who saw the Duke of Clarence?
THOMAS OF CLARENCE , weeping
FTLN 2626 I am here, brother, full of heaviness.
PRINCE
FTLN 2627 How now, rain within doors, and none abroad?
FTLN 2628 155 How doth the King?
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER FTLN 2629 Exceeding ill.
PRINCE
FTLN 2630 Heard he the good news yet? Tell it him.
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PRINCE FTLN 2632 If he be sick with joy, he’ll recover without
FTLN 2633 160 physic.
WARWICK
FTLN 2634 Not so much noise, my lords.—Sweet prince, speak
FTLN 2635 low.
FTLN 2636 The King your father is disposed to sleep.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE
FTLN 2637 Let us withdraw into the other room.
WARWICK
FTLN 2638 165 Will ’t please your Grace to go along with us?
PRINCE
FTLN 2639 No, I will sit and watch here by the King.
All but Prince and King exit.
FTLN 2640 Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow,
FTLN 2641 Being so troublesome a bedfellow?
FTLN 2642 O polished perturbation, golden care,
FTLN 2643 170 That keep’st the ports of slumber open wide
FTLN 2644 To many a watchful night! Sleep with it now;
FTLN 2645 Yet not so sound and half so deeply sweet
FTLN 2646 As he whose brow with homely biggen bound
FTLN 2647 Snores out the watch of night. O majesty,
FTLN 2648 175 When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit
FTLN 2649 Like a rich armor worn in heat of day,
FTLN 2650 That scald’st with safety. By his gates of breath
FTLN 2651 There lies a downy feather which stirs not;
FTLN 2652 Did he suspire, that light and weightless down
FTLN 2653 180 Perforce must move. My gracious lord, my father,
FTLN 2654 This sleep is sound indeed. This is a sleep
FTLN 2655 That from this golden rigol hath divorced
FTLN 2656 So many English kings. Thy due from me
FTLN 2657 Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood,
FTLN 2658 185 Which nature, love, and filial tenderness
FTLN 2659 Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously.
FTLN 2660 My due from thee is this imperial crown,
FTLN 2661 Which, as immediate from thy place and blood,
FTLN 2662 Derives itself to me. He puts on the crown. Lo,
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FTLN 2664 Which God shall guard. And, put the world’s whole
FTLN 2665 strength
FTLN 2666 Into one giant arm, it shall not force
FTLN 2667 This lineal honor from me. This from thee
FTLN 2668 195 Will I to mine leave, as ’tis left to me.
He exits with the crown.
KING , rising up in his bed FTLN 2669 Warwick! Gloucester!
FTLN 2670 Clarence!
Enter Warwick, Gloucester, Clarence, and others.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE FTLN 2671 Doth the King call?
WARWICK
FTLN 2672 What would your Majesty? How fares your Grace?
KING
FTLN 2673 200 Why did you leave me here alone, my lords?
THOMAS OF CLARENCE
FTLN 2674 We left the Prince my brother here, my liege,
FTLN 2675 Who undertook to sit and watch by you.
KING
FTLN 2676 The Prince of Wales? Where is he? Let me see him.
FTLN 2677 He is not here.
WARWICK
FTLN 2678 205 This door is open. He is gone this way.
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2679 He came not through the chamber where we
FTLN 2680 stayed.
KING
FTLN 2681 Where is the crown? Who took it from my pillow?
WARWICK
FTLN 2682 When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here.
KING
FTLN 2683 210 The Prince hath ta’en it hence. Go seek him out.
FTLN 2684 Is he so hasty that he doth suppose my sleep my
FTLN 2685 death?
FTLN 2686 Find him, my Lord of Warwick. Chide him hither.
Warwick exits.
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FTLN 2688 215 And helps to end me. See, sons, what things you
FTLN 2689 are,
FTLN 2690 How quickly nature falls into revolt
FTLN 2691 When gold becomes her object!
FTLN 2692 For this the foolish overcareful fathers
FTLN 2693 220 Have broke their sleep with thoughts,
FTLN 2694 Their brains with care, their bones with industry.
FTLN 2695 For this they have engrossèd and piled up
FTLN 2696 The cankered heaps of strange-achievèd gold.
FTLN 2697 For this they have been thoughtful to invest
FTLN 2698 225 Their sons with arts and martial exercises—
FTLN 2699 When, like the bee, tolling from every flower
FTLN 2700 The virtuous sweets,
FTLN 2701 Our thighs packed with wax, our mouths with
FTLN 2702 honey,
FTLN 2703 230 We bring it to the hive and, like the bees,
FTLN 2704 Are murdered for our pains. This bitter taste
FTLN 2705 Yields his engrossments to the ending father.
Enter Warwick.
FTLN 2706 Now where is he that will not stay so long
FTLN 2707 Till his friend sickness hath determined me?
WARWICK
FTLN 2708 235 My lord, I found the Prince in the next room,
FTLN 2709 Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks,
FTLN 2710 With such a deep demeanor in great sorrow
FTLN 2711 That tyranny, which never quaffed but blood,
FTLN 2712 Would, by beholding him, have washed his knife
FTLN 2713 240 With gentle eyedrops. He is coming hither.
KING
FTLN 2714 But wherefore did he take away the crown?
Enter Prince Harry with the crown.
FTLN 2715 Lo where he comes.—Come hither to me, Harry.—
FTLN 2716 Depart the chamber. Leave us here alone.
Gloucester, Clarence, Warwick, and others exit.

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PRINCE
FTLN 2717 I never thought to hear you speak again.
KING
FTLN 2718 245 Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
FTLN 2719 I stay too long by thee; I weary thee.
FTLN 2720 Dost thou so hunger for mine empty chair
FTLN 2721 That thou wilt needs invest thee with my honors
FTLN 2722 Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth,
FTLN 2723 250 Thou seek’st the greatness that will overwhelm
FTLN 2724 thee.
FTLN 2725 Stay but a little, for my cloud of dignity
FTLN 2726 Is held from falling with so weak a wind
FTLN 2727 That it will quickly drop. My day is dim.
FTLN 2728 255 Thou hast stol’n that which after some few hours
FTLN 2729 Were thine without offense, and at my death
FTLN 2730 Thou hast sealed up my expectation.
FTLN 2731 Thy life did manifest thou loved’st me not,
FTLN 2732 And thou wilt have me die assured of it.
FTLN 2733 260 Thou hid’st a thousand daggers in thy thoughts,
FTLN 2734 Whom thou hast whetted on thy stony heart
FTLN 2735 To stab at half an hour of my life.
FTLN 2736 What, canst thou not forbear me half an hour?
FTLN 2737 Then get thee gone, and dig my grave thyself,
FTLN 2738 265 And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear
FTLN 2739 That thou art crownèd, not that I am dead.
FTLN 2740 Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse
FTLN 2741 Be drops of balm to sanctify thy head;
FTLN 2742 Only compound me with forgotten dust.
FTLN 2743 270 Give that which gave thee life unto the worms.
FTLN 2744 Pluck down my officers, break my decrees,
FTLN 2745 For now a time is come to mock at form.
FTLN 2746 Harry the Fifth is crowned. Up, vanity,
FTLN 2747 Down, royal state, all you sage councillors,
FTLN 2748 275 hence,
FTLN 2749 And to the English court assemble now,
FTLN 2750 From every region, apes of idleness.

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FTLN 2751 Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum.
FTLN 2752 Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance,
FTLN 2753 280 Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit
FTLN 2754 The oldest sins the newest kind of ways?
FTLN 2755 Be happy, he will trouble you no more.
FTLN 2756 England shall double gild his treble guilt.
FTLN 2757 England shall give him office, honor, might,
FTLN 2758 285 For the fifth Harry from curbed license plucks
FTLN 2759 The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog
FTLN 2760 Shall flesh his tooth on every innocent.
FTLN 2761 O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows!
FTLN 2762 When that my care could not withhold thy riots,
FTLN 2763 290 What wilt thou do when riot is thy care?
FTLN 2764 O, thou wilt be a wilderness again,
FTLN 2765 Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants.
PRINCE , placing the crown on the pillow
FTLN 2766 O pardon me, my liege! But for my tears,
FTLN 2767 The moist impediments unto my speech,
FTLN 2768 295 I had forestalled this dear and deep rebuke
FTLN 2769 Ere you with grief had spoke and I had heard
FTLN 2770 The course of it so far. There is your crown,
FTLN 2771 And He that wears the crown immortally
FTLN 2772 Long guard it yours. He kneels. If I affect it
FTLN 2773 300 more
FTLN 2774 Than as your honor and as your renown,
FTLN 2775 Let me no more from this obedience rise,
FTLN 2776 Which my most inward true and duteous spirit
FTLN 2777 Teacheth this prostrate and exterior bending.
FTLN 2778 305 God witness with me, when I here came in
FTLN 2779 And found no course of breath within your Majesty,
FTLN 2780 How cold it struck my heart! If I do feign,
FTLN 2781 O, let me in my present wildness die
FTLN 2782 And never live to show th’ incredulous world
FTLN 2783 310 The noble change that I have purposèd.
FTLN 2784 Coming to look on you, thinking you dead,
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FTLN 2786 I spake unto this crown as having sense,
FTLN 2787 And thus upbraided it: “The care on thee
FTLN 2788 315 depending
FTLN 2789 Hath fed upon the body of my father;
FTLN 2790 Therefore thou best of gold art worst of gold.
FTLN 2791 Other, less fine in carat, is more precious,
FTLN 2792 Preserving life in med’cine potable;
FTLN 2793 320 But thou, most fine, most honored, most renowned,
FTLN 2794 Hast eat thy bearer up.” Thus, my most royal liege,
FTLN 2795 Accusing it, I put it on my head
FTLN 2796 To try with it, as with an enemy
FTLN 2797 That had before my face murdered my father,
FTLN 2798 325 The quarrel of a true inheritor.
FTLN 2799 But if it did infect my blood with joy
FTLN 2800 Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride,
FTLN 2801 If any rebel or vain spirit of mine
FTLN 2802 Did with the least affection of a welcome
FTLN 2803 330 Give entertainment to the might of it,
FTLN 2804 Let God forever keep it from my head
FTLN 2805 And make me as the poorest vassal is
FTLN 2806 That doth with awe and terror kneel to it.
KING FTLN 2807 O my son,
FTLN 2808 335 God put it in thy mind to take it hence
FTLN 2809 That thou mightst win the more thy father’s love,
FTLN 2810 Pleading so wisely in excuse of it.
FTLN 2811 Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed
FTLN 2812 And hear, I think, the very latest counsel
FTLN 2813 340 That ever I shall breathe.
The Prince rises from his knees and sits
near the bed.
FTLN 2814 God knows, my son,
FTLN 2815 By what bypaths and indirect crook’d ways
FTLN 2816 I met this crown, and I myself know well
FTLN 2817 How troublesome it sat upon my head.
FTLN 2818 345 To thee it shall descend with better quiet,
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FTLN 2820 For all the soil of the achievement goes
FTLN 2821 With me into the earth. It seemed in me
FTLN 2822 But as an honor snatched with boist’rous hand,
FTLN 2823 350 And I had many living to upbraid
FTLN 2824 My gain of it by their assistances,
FTLN 2825 Which daily grew to quarrel and to bloodshed,
FTLN 2826 Wounding supposèd peace. All these bold fears
FTLN 2827 Thou seest with peril I have answerèd,
FTLN 2828 355 For all my reign hath been but as a scene
FTLN 2829 Acting that argument. And now my death
FTLN 2830 Changes the mood, for what in me was purchased
FTLN 2831 Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort.
FTLN 2832 So thou the garland wear’st successively.
FTLN 2833 360 Yet though thou stand’st more sure than I could do,
FTLN 2834 Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green,
FTLN 2835 And all my friends, which thou must make thy
FTLN 2836 friends,
FTLN 2837 Have but their stings and teeth newly ta’en out,
FTLN 2838 365 By whose fell working I was first advanced
FTLN 2839 And by whose power I well might lodge a fear
FTLN 2840 To be again displaced; which to avoid,
FTLN 2841 I cut them off and had a purpose now
FTLN 2842 To lead out many to the Holy Land,
FTLN 2843 370 Lest rest and lying still might make them look
FTLN 2844 Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry,
FTLN 2845 Be it thy course to busy giddy minds
FTLN 2846 With foreign quarrels, that action, hence borne
FTLN 2847 out,
FTLN 2848 375 May waste the memory of the former days.
FTLN 2849 More would I, but my lungs are wasted so
FTLN 2850 That strength of speech is utterly denied me.
FTLN 2851 How I came by the crown, O God forgive,
FTLN 2852 And grant it may with thee in true peace live.
PRINCE FTLN 2853 380 My gracious liege,
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FTLN 2855 Then plain and right must my possession be,
FTLN 2856 Which I with more than with a common pain
FTLN 2857 ’Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain.
Enter John of Lancaster and others.
KING
FTLN 2858 385 Look, look, here comes my John of Lancaster.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2859 Health, peace, and happiness to my royal father.
KING
FTLN 2860 Thou bring’st me happiness and peace, son John,
FTLN 2861 But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown
FTLN 2862 From this bare withered trunk. Upon thy sight
FTLN 2863 390 My worldly business makes a period.
FTLN 2864 Where is my Lord of Warwick?
PRINCE FTLN 2865 My Lord of Warwick.
Enter Warwick.
KING
FTLN 2866 Doth any name particular belong
FTLN 2867 Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?
WARWICK
FTLN 2868 395 ’Tis called Jerusalem, my noble lord.
KING
FTLN 2869 Laud be to God! Even there my life must end.
FTLN 2870 It hath been prophesied to me many years,
FTLN 2871 I should not die but in Jerusalem,
FTLN 2872 Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land.
FTLN 2873 400 But bear me to that chamber; there I’ll lie.
FTLN 2874 In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.
They exit.

ACT 5
Scene 1
Enter Shallow, Falstaff, Page, and Bardolph.
SHALLOW FTLN 2875 By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away
FTLN 2876 tonight.—What, Davy, I say!
FALSTAFF FTLN 2877 You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.
SHALLOW FTLN 2878 I will not excuse you. You shall not be
FTLN 2879 5 excused. Excuses shall not be admitted. There is no
FTLN 2880 excuse shall serve. You shall not be excused.—
FTLN 2881 Why, Davy!
Enter Davy.
DAVY FTLN 2882 Here, sir.
SHALLOW FTLN 2883 Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy, let me see, Davy, let
FTLN 2884 10 me see, Davy, let me see. Yea, marry, William cook,
FTLN 2885 bid him come hither.—Sir John, you shall not be
FTLN 2886 excused.
DAVY FTLN 2887 Marry, sir, thus: those precepts cannot be served.
FTLN 2888 And again, sir: shall we sow the hade land with
FTLN 2889 15 wheat?
SHALLOW FTLN 2890 With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook,
FTLN 2891 are there no young pigeons?
DAVY FTLN 2892 Yes, sir. Here is now the smith’s note for shoeing
FTLN 2893 and plow irons. He gives Shallow a paper.
SHALLOW FTLN 2894 20 Let it be cast and paid.—Sir John, you shall
FTLN 2895 not be excused.
DAVY FTLN 2896 Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be
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FTLN 2897 had. And, sir, do you mean to stop any of William’s
FTLN 2898 wages about the sack he lost the other day at
FTLN 2899 25 Hinckley Fair?
SHALLOW FTLN 2900 He shall answer it. Some pigeons, Davy, a
FTLN 2901 couple of short-legged hens, a joint of mutton, and
FTLN 2902 any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.
Shallow and Davy walk aside.
DAVY FTLN 2903 Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?
SHALLOW FTLN 2904 30 Yea, Davy, I will use him well. A friend i’ th’
FTLN 2905 court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men
FTLN 2906 well, Davy, for they are arrant knaves and will
FTLN 2907 backbite.
DAVY FTLN 2908 No worse than they are back-bitten, sir, for they
FTLN 2909 35 have marvelous foul linen.
SHALLOW FTLN 2910 Well-conceited, Davy. About thy business,
FTLN 2911 Davy.
DAVY FTLN 2912 I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor
FTLN 2913 of Woncot against Clement Perkes o’ th’ hill.
SHALLOW FTLN 2914 40 There is many complaints, Davy, against that
FTLN 2915 Visor. That Visor is an arrant knave, on my
FTLN 2916 knowledge.
DAVY FTLN 2917 I grant your Worship that he is a knave, sir, but
FTLN 2918 yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some
FTLN 2919 45 countenance at his friend’s request. An honest
FTLN 2920 man, sir, is able to speak for himself when a knave is
FTLN 2921 not. I have served your Worship truly, sir, this eight
FTLN 2922 years; an I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear
FTLN 2923 out a knave against an honest man, I have but a
FTLN 2924 50 very little credit with your Worship. The knave is
FTLN 2925 mine honest friend, sir; therefore I beseech you let
FTLN 2926 him be countenanced.
SHALLOW FTLN 2927 Go to, I say, he shall have no wrong. Look
FTLN 2928 about, Davy. Davy exits. Where are you, Sir John?
FTLN 2929 55 Come, come, come, off with your boots.—Give me
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BARDOLPH FTLN 2931 I am glad to see your Worship.
SHALLOW FTLN 2932 I thank thee with all my heart, kind Master
FTLN 2933 Bardolph, (to Page) and welcome, my tall
FTLN 2934 60 fellow.—Come, Sir John.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2935 I’ll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow.
FTLN 2936 Shallow exits. Bardolph, look to our horses. Bardolph
and Page exit. FTLN 2937 If I were sawed into quantities,
FTLN 2938 I should make four dozen of such bearded hermits’
FTLN 2939 65 staves as Master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to
FTLN 2940 see the semblable coherence of his men’s spirits
FTLN 2941 and his. They, by observing of him, do bear
FTLN 2942 themselves like foolish justices; he, by conversing
FTLN 2943 with them, is turned into a justice-like servingman.
FTLN 2944 70 Their spirits are so married in conjunction with the
FTLN 2945 participation of society that they flock together in
FTLN 2946 consent like so many wild geese. If I had a suit to
FTLN 2947 Master Shallow, I would humor his men with the
FTLN 2948 imputation of being near their master; if to his men,
FTLN 2949 75 I would curry with Master Shallow that no man
FTLN 2950 could better command his servants. It is certain
FTLN 2951 that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is
FTLN 2952 caught, as men take diseases, one of another. Therefore
FTLN 2953 let men take heed of their company. I will
FTLN 2954 80 devise matter enough out of this Shallow to keep
FTLN 2955 Prince Harry in continual laughter the wearing out
FTLN 2956 of six fashions, which is four terms, or two actions,
FTLN 2957 and he shall laugh without intervallums. O, it is
FTLN 2958 much that a lie with a slight oath and a jest with a
FTLN 2959 85 sad brow will do with a fellow that never had the
FTLN 2960 ache in his shoulders. O, you shall see him laugh till
FTLN 2961 his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up.
SHALLOW , within FTLN 2962 Sir John.
FALSTAFF FTLN 2963 I come, Master Shallow, I come, Master
FTLN 2964 90 Shallow.
He exits.

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Scene 2
Enter Warwick and Lord Chief Justice.
WARWICK
FTLN 2965 How now, my Lord Chief Justice, whither away?
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 2966 How doth the King?
WARWICK
FTLN 2967 Exceeding well. His cares are now all ended.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 2968 I hope, not dead.
WARWICK FTLN 2969 5 He’s walked the way of nature,
FTLN 2970 And to our purposes he lives no more.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 2971 I would his Majesty had called me with him.
FTLN 2972 The service that I truly did his life
FTLN 2973 Hath left me open to all injuries.
WARWICK
FTLN 2974 10 Indeed, I think the young king loves you not.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 2975 I know he doth not, and do arm myself
FTLN 2976 To welcome the condition of the time,
FTLN 2977 Which cannot look more hideously upon me
FTLN 2978 Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.
Enter John, Thomas, and Humphrey.
WARWICK
FTLN 2979 15 Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry.
FTLN 2980 O, that the living Harry had the temper
FTLN 2981 Of he the worst of these three gentlemen!
FTLN 2982 How many nobles then should hold their places
FTLN 2983 That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort!
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 2984 20 O God, I fear all will be overturned.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2985 Good morrow, cousin Warwick, good morrow.

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HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER, THOMAS OF CLARENCE FTLN 2986 Good morrow, cousin.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2987 We meet like men that had forgot to speak.
WARWICK
FTLN 2988 We do remember, but our argument
FTLN 2989 25 Is all too heavy to admit much talk.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 2990 Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 2991 Peace be with us, lest we be heavier.
HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2992 O, good my lord, you have lost a friend indeed,
FTLN 2993 And I dare swear you borrow not that face
FTLN 2994 30 Of seeming sorrow; it is sure your own.
JOHN OF LANCASTER , to the Chief Justice
FTLN 2995 Though no man be assured what grace to find,
FTLN 2996 You stand in coldest expectation.
FTLN 2997 I am the sorrier; would ’twere otherwise.
THOMAS OF CLARENCE
FTLN 2998 Well, you must now speak Sir John Falstaff fair,
FTLN 2999 35 Which swims against your stream of quality.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 3000 Sweet princes, what I did I did in honor,
FTLN 3001 Led by th’ impartial conduct of my soul;
FTLN 3002 And never shall you see that I will beg
FTLN 3003 A ragged and forestalled remission.
FTLN 3004 40 If truth and upright innocency fail me,
FTLN 3005 I’ll to the king my master that is dead
FTLN 3006 And tell him who hath sent me after him.
Enter the Prince, as Henry V, and Blunt.
WARWICK FTLN 3007 Here comes the Prince.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 3008 Good morrow, and God save your Majesty.

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PRINCE
FTLN 3009 45 This new and gorgeous garment majesty
FTLN 3010 Sits not so easy on me as you think.—
FTLN 3011 Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear.
FTLN 3012 This is the English, not the Turkish court;
FTLN 3013 Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds,
FTLN 3014 50 But Harry Harry. Yet be sad, good brothers,
FTLN 3015 For, by my faith, it very well becomes you.
FTLN 3016 Sorrow so royally in you appears
FTLN 3017 That I will deeply put the fashion on
FTLN 3018 And wear it in my heart. Why then, be sad.
FTLN 3019 55 But entertain no more of it, good brothers,
FTLN 3020 Than a joint burden laid upon us all.
FTLN 3021 For me, by heaven, I bid you be assured,
FTLN 3022 I’ll be your father and your brother too.
FTLN 3023 Let me but bear your love, I’ll bear your cares.
FTLN 3024 60 Yet weep that Harry’s dead, and so will I,
FTLN 3025 But Harry lives that shall convert those tears
FTLN 3026 By number into hours of happiness.
BROTHERS
FTLN 3027 We hope no otherwise from your Majesty.
PRINCE
FTLN 3028 You all look strangely on me. To the Chief Justice.
FTLN 3029 65 And you most.
FTLN 3030 You are, I think, assured I love you not.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 3031 I am assured, if I be measured rightly,
FTLN 3032 Your Majesty hath no just cause to hate me.
PRINCE
FTLN 3033 No? How might a prince of my great hopes forget
FTLN 3034 70 So great indignities you laid upon me?
FTLN 3035 What, rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison
FTLN 3036 Th’ immediate heir of England? Was this easy?
FTLN 3037 May this be washed in Lethe and forgotten?
CHIEF JUSTICE
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FTLN 3039 75 The image of his power lay then in me.
FTLN 3040 And in th’ administration of his law,
FTLN 3041 Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth,
FTLN 3042 Your Highness pleasèd to forget my place,
FTLN 3043 The majesty and power of law and justice,
FTLN 3044 80 The image of the King whom I presented,
FTLN 3045 And struck me in my very seat of judgment,
FTLN 3046 Whereon, as an offender to your father,
FTLN 3047 I gave bold way to my authority
FTLN 3048 And did commit you. If the deed were ill,
FTLN 3049 85 Be you contented, wearing now the garland,
FTLN 3050 To have a son set your decrees at nought?
FTLN 3051 To pluck down justice from your awful bench?
FTLN 3052 To trip the course of law and blunt the sword
FTLN 3053 That guards the peace and safety of your person?
FTLN 3054 90 Nay more, to spurn at your most royal image
FTLN 3055 And mock your workings in a second body?
FTLN 3056 Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours;
FTLN 3057 Be now the father and propose a son,
FTLN 3058 Hear your own dignity so much profaned,
FTLN 3059 95 See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,
FTLN 3060 Behold yourself so by a son disdained,
FTLN 3061 And then imagine me taking your part
FTLN 3062 And in your power soft silencing your son.
FTLN 3063 After this cold considerance, sentence me,
FTLN 3064 100 And, as you are a king, speak in your state
FTLN 3065 What I have done that misbecame my place,
FTLN 3066 My person, or my liege’s sovereignty.
PRINCE
FTLN 3067 You are right, justice, and you weigh this well.
FTLN 3068 Therefore still bear the balance and the sword.
FTLN 3069 105 And I do wish your honors may increase
FTLN 3070 Till you do live to see a son of mine
FTLN 3071 Offend you and obey you as I did.
FTLN 3072 So shall I live to speak my father’s words:

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FTLN 3073 “Happy am I that have a man so bold
FTLN 3074 110 That dares do justice on my proper son;
FTLN 3075 And not less happy, having such a son
FTLN 3076 That would deliver up his greatness so
FTLN 3077 Into the hands of justice.” You did commit me,
FTLN 3078 For which I do commit into your hand
FTLN 3079 115 Th’ unstainèd sword that you have used to bear,
FTLN 3080 With this remembrance: that you use the same
FTLN 3081 With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit
FTLN 3082 As you have done ’gainst me. There is my hand.
They clasp hands.
FTLN 3083 You shall be as a father to my youth,
FTLN 3084 120 My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear,
FTLN 3085 And I will stoop and humble my intents
FTLN 3086 To your well-practiced wise directions.—
FTLN 3087 And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you:
FTLN 3088 My father is gone wild into his grave,
FTLN 3089 125 For in his tomb lie my affections,
FTLN 3090 And with his spirits sadly I survive
FTLN 3091 To mock the expectation of the world,
FTLN 3092 To frustrate prophecies, and to raze out
FTLN 3093 Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down
FTLN 3094 130 After my seeming. The tide of blood in me
FTLN 3095 Hath proudly flowed in vanity till now.
FTLN 3096 Now doth it turn and ebb back to the sea,
FTLN 3097 Where it shall mingle with the state of floods
FTLN 3098 And flow henceforth in formal majesty.
FTLN 3099 135 Now call we our high court of parliament,
FTLN 3100 And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel
FTLN 3101 That the great body of our state may go
FTLN 3102 In equal rank with the best-governed nation;
FTLN 3103 That war, or peace, or both at once, may be
FTLN 3104 140 As things acquainted and familiar to us,
FTLN 3105 To the Chief Justice. In which you, father, shall
FTLN 3106 have foremost hand.

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FTLN 3107 Our coronation done, we will accite,
FTLN 3108 As I before remembered, all our state.
FTLN 3109 145 And, God consigning to my good intents,
FTLN 3110 No prince nor peer shall have just cause to say
FTLN 3111 God shorten Harry’s happy life one day.
They exit.
Scene 3
Enter Sir John Falstaff, Shallow, Silence, Davy,
Bardolph, and Page.
SHALLOW FTLN 3112 Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an
FTLN 3113 arbor, we will eat a last year’s pippin of mine own
FTLN 3114 graffing, with a dish of caraways, and so forth.—
FTLN 3115 Come, cousin Silence.—And then to bed.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3116 5 Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling,
FTLN 3117 and a rich.
SHALLOW FTLN 3118 Barren, barren, barren, beggars all, beggars
FTLN 3119 all, Sir John. Marry, good air.—Spread, Davy,
FTLN 3120 spread, Davy. Well said, Davy.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3121 10 This Davy serves you for good uses. He is
FTLN 3122 your servingman and your husband.
SHALLOW FTLN 3123 A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good
FTLN 3124 varlet, Sir John. By the Mass, I have drunk too
FTLN 3125 much sack at supper. A good varlet. Now sit down,
FTLN 3126 15 now sit down.—Come, cousin.
SILENCE FTLN 3127 Ah, sirrah, quoth he, we shall
Sings. FTLN 3128 Do nothing but eat and make good cheer,
FTLN 3129 And praise God for the merry year,
FTLN 3130 When flesh is cheap and females dear,
FTLN 3131 20 And lusty lads roam here and there
FTLN 3132 So merrily,
FTLN 3133 And ever among so merrily.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3134 There’s a merry heart!—Good Master Silence,
FTLN 3135 I’ll give you a health for that anon.

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SHALLOW FTLN 3136 25 Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.
DAVY , to the guests FTLN 3137 Sweet sir, sit. I’ll be with you
FTLN 3138 anon. Most sweet sir, sit. Master page, good master
FTLN 3139 page, sit. Proface. What you want in meat, we’ll
FTLN 3140 have in drink, but you must bear. The heart’s all.
He exits.
SHALLOW FTLN 3141 30 Be merry, Master Bardolph.—And, my little
FTLN 3142 soldier there, be merry.
SILENCE sings
FTLN 3143 Be merry, be merry, my wife has all,
FTLN 3144 For women are shrews, both short and tall.
FTLN 3145 ’Tis merry in hall when beards wags all,
FTLN 3146 35 And welcome merry Shrovetide.
FTLN 3147 Be merry, be merry.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3148 I did not think Master Silence had been a
FTLN 3149 man of this mettle.
SILENCE FTLN 3150 Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere
FTLN 3151 40 now.
Enter Davy.
DAVY , to the guests FTLN 3152 There’s a dish of leather-coats for
FTLN 3153 you.
SHALLOW FTLN 3154 Davy!
DAVY FTLN 3155 Your Worship, I’ll be with you straight.—A cup
FTLN 3156 45 of wine, sir.
SILENCE sings
FTLN 3157 A cup of wine that’s brisk and fine,
FTLN 3158 And drink unto thee, leman mine,
FTLN 3159 And a merry heart lives long-a.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3160 Well said, Master Silence.
SILENCE FTLN 3161 50 And we shall be merry; now comes in the
FTLN 3162 sweet o’ th’ night.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3163 Health and long life to you, Master Silence.
SILENCE sings
FTLN 3164 Fill the cup, and let it come,
FTLN 3165 I’ll pledge you a mile to th’ bottom.

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SHALLOW FTLN 3166 55 Honest Bardolph, welcome. If thou want’st
FTLN 3167 anything and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart.—
FTLN 3168 Welcome, my little tiny thief, and welcome indeed
FTLN 3169 too. I’ll drink to Master Bardolph, and to all the
FTLN 3170 cabileros about London.
DAVY FTLN 3171 60 I hope to see London once ere I die.
BARDOLPH FTLN 3172 An I might see you there, Davy!
SHALLOW FTLN 3173 By the Mass, you’ll crack a quart together,
FTLN 3174 ha, will you not, Master Bardolph?
BARDOLPH FTLN 3175 Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.
SHALLOW FTLN 3176 65 By God’s liggens, I thank thee. The knave
FTLN 3177 will stick by thee, I can assure thee that. He will not
FTLN 3178 out, he. ’Tis true bred!
BARDOLPH FTLN 3179 And I’ll stick by him, sir.
SHALLOW FTLN 3180 Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing, be
FTLN 3181 70 merry. (One knocks at door.) Look who’s at door
FTLN 3182 there, ho. Who knocks? Davy exits.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3183 Why, now you have done me right.
SILENCE sings
FTLN 3184 Do me right,
FTLN 3185 And dub me knight,
FTLN 3186 75 Samingo.
FTLN 3187 Is ’t not so?
FALSTAFF FTLN 3188’Tis so.
SILENCE FTLN 3189 Is ’t so? Why then, say an old man can do
FTLN 3190 somewhat.
Enter Davy.
DAVY FTLN 3191 80 An ’t please your Worship, there’s one Pistol
FTLN 3192 come from the court with news.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3193 From the court? Let him come in.
Enter Pistol.
FTLN 3194 How now, Pistol?
PISTOL FTLN 3195 Sir John, God save you.

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FALSTAFF FTLN 3196 85 What wind blew you hither, Pistol?
PISTOL FTLN 3197 Not the ill wind which blows no man to good.
FTLN 3198 Sweet knight, thou art now one of the greatest men
FTLN 3199 in this realm.
SILENCE FTLN 3200 By ’r Lady, I think he be, but Goodman Puff of
FTLN 3201 90 Barson.
PISTOL FTLN 3202 Puff?
FTLN 3203 Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!—
FTLN 3204 Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,
FTLN 3205 And helter-skelter have I rode to thee,
FTLN 3206 95 And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,
FTLN 3207 And golden times, and happy news of price.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3208 I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of
FTLN 3209 this world.
PISTOL
FTLN 3210 A foutre for the world and worldlings base!
FTLN 3211 100 I speak of Africa and golden joys.
FALSTAFF
FTLN 3212 O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
FTLN 3213 Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.
SILENCE sings
FTLN 3214 And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.
PISTOL
FTLN 3215 Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons,
FTLN 3216 105 And shall good news be baffled?
FTLN 3217 Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies’ lap.
SHALLOW FTLN 3218 Honest gentleman, I know not your
FTLN 3219 breeding.
PISTOL FTLN 3220 Why then, lament therefor.
SHALLOW FTLN 3221 110 Give me pardon, sir. If, sir, you come with
FTLN 3222 news from the court, I take it there’s but two ways,
FTLN 3223 either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am, sir,
FTLN 3224 under the King in some authority.
PISTOL
FTLN 3225 Under which king, besonian? Speak or die.

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SHALLOW
FTLN 3226 115 Under King Harry.
PISTOL FTLN 3227 Harry the Fourth, or Fifth?
SHALLOW
FTLN 3228 Harry the Fourth.
PISTOL FTLN 3229 A foutre for thine office!—
FTLN 3230 Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king.
FTLN 3231 120 Harry the Fifth’s the man. I speak the truth.
FTLN 3232 When Pistol lies, do this and fig me, like
FTLN 3233 The bragging Spaniard. Pistol makes a fig.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3234 What, is the old king dead?
PISTOL
FTLN 3235 As nail in door. The things I speak are just.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3236 125 Away, Bardolph.—Saddle my horse.—
FTLN 3237 Master Robert Shallow, choose what office thou
FTLN 3238 wilt in the land, ’tis thine.—Pistol, I will double-charge
FTLN 3239 thee with dignities.
BARDOLPH FTLN 3240 O joyful day! I would not take a knight-hood
FTLN 3241 130 for my fortune.
PISTOL FTLN 3242 What, I do bring good news!
FALSTAFF FTLN 3243 Carry Master Silence to bed.—Master Shallow,
FTLN 3244 my Lord Shallow, be what thou wilt. I am
FTLN 3245 Fortune’s steward. Get on thy boots. We’ll ride all
FTLN 3246 135 night.—O sweet Pistol!—Away, Bardolph!—Come,
FTLN 3247 Pistol, utter more to me, and withal devise something
FTLN 3248 to do thyself good.—Boot, boot, Master Shallow.
FTLN 3249 I know the young king is sick for me. Let us
FTLN 3250 take any man’s horses. The laws of England are at
FTLN 3251 140 my commandment. Blessed are they that have been
FTLN 3252 my friends, and woe to my Lord Chief Justice!
PISTOL
FTLN 3253 Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!
FTLN 3254 “Where is the life that late I led?” say they.
FTLN 3255 Why, here it is. Welcome these pleasant days.
They exit.

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Scene 4
Enter Hostess Quickly, Doll Tearsheet, and Beadles.
HOSTESS FTLN 3256 No, thou arrant knave. I would to God that I
FTLN 3257 might die, that I might have thee hanged. Thou hast
FTLN 3258 drawn my shoulder out of joint.
BEADLE FTLN 3259 The Constables have delivered her over to me,
FTLN 3260 5 and she shall have whipping cheer enough, I
FTLN 3261 warrant her. There hath been a man or two lately
FTLN 3262 killed about her.
DOLL FTLN 3263 Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie! Come on, I’ll tell
FTLN 3264 thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal: an the
FTLN 3265 10 child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert better
FTLN 3266 thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paper-faced
FTLN 3267 villain.
HOSTESS FTLN 3268 O the Lord, that Sir John were come! I would
FTLN 3269 make this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God
FTLN 3270 15 the fruit of her womb might miscarry.
BEADLE FTLN 3271 If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions
FTLN 3272 again; you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you
FTLN 3273 both go with me, for the man is dead that you and
FTLN 3274 Pistol beat amongst you.
DOLL FTLN 3275 20 I’ll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I will
FTLN 3276 have you as soundly swinged for this, you bluebottle
FTLN 3277 rogue, you filthy famished correctioner. If you be
FTLN 3278 not swinged, I’ll forswear half-kirtles.
BEADLE FTLN 3279 Come, come, you she-knight-errant, come.
HOSTESS FTLN 3280 25 O God, that right should thus overcome
FTLN 3281 might! Well, of sufferance comes ease.
DOLL FTLN 3282 Come, you rogue, come, bring me to a justice.
HOSTESS FTLN 3283 Ay, come, you starved bloodhound.
DOLL FTLN 3284 Goodman Death, Goodman Bones!
HOSTESS FTLN 3285 30 Thou atomy, thou!
DOLL FTLN 3286 Come, you thin thing, come, you rascal.
BEADLE FTLN 3287 Very well.
They exit.

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Scene 5
Enter two Grooms.
FIRST GROOM FTLN 3288 More rushes, more rushes.
SECOND GROOM FTLN 3289 The trumpets have sounded twice.
FIRST GROOM FTLN 3290’Twill be two o’clock ere they come
FTLN 3291 from the coronation. Dispatch, dispatch.
Grooms exit.
Trumpets sound, and the King and his train pass over
the stage. After them enter Falstaff, Shallow, Pistol,
Bardolph, and the Page.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3292 5 Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow. I
FTLN 3293 will make the King do you grace. I will leer upon
FTLN 3294 him as he comes by, and do but mark the countenance
FTLN 3295 that he will give me.
PISTOL FTLN 3296 God bless thy lungs, good knight!
FALSTAFF FTLN 3297 10 Come here, Pistol, stand behind me.—O, if I
FTLN 3298 had had time to have made new liveries, I would
FTLN 3299 have bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of
FTLN 3300 you. But ’tis no matter. This poor show doth better.
FTLN 3301 This doth infer the zeal I had to see him.
SHALLOW FTLN 3302 15 It doth so.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3303 It shows my earnestness of affection—
SHALLOW FTLN 3304 It doth so.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3305 My devotion—
SHALLOW FTLN 3306 It doth, it doth, it doth.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3307 20 As it were, to ride day and night, and not to
FTLN 3308 deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience
FTLN 3309 to shift me—
SHALLOW FTLN 3310 It is best, certain.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3311 But to stand stained with travel and sweating
FTLN 3312 25 with desire to see him, thinking of nothing else,
FTLN 3313 putting all affairs else in oblivion, as if there were
FTLN 3314 nothing else to be done but to see him.

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PISTOL FTLN 3315’Tis semper idem, for obsque hoc nihil est; ’tis
FTLN 3316 all in every part.
SHALLOW FTLN 3317 30’Tis so indeed.
PISTOL FTLN 3318 My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver, and
FTLN 3319 make thee rage. Thy Doll and Helen of thy noble
FTLN 3320 thoughts is in base durance and contagious prison,
FTLN 3321 haled thither by most mechanical and dirty hand.
FTLN 3322 35 Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto’s
FTLN 3323 snake, for Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3324 I will deliver her.
Shouts within. The trumpets sound.
PISTOL
FTLN 3325 There roared the sea, and trumpet-clangor sounds.
Enter the King and his train.
FALSTAFF
FTLN 3326 God save thy Grace, King Hal, my royal Hal.
PISTOL
FTLN 3327 40 The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal
FTLN 3328 imp of fame!
FALSTAFF FTLN 3329 God save thee, my sweet boy!
KING
FTLN 3330 My Lord Chief Justice, speak to that vain man.
CHIEF JUSTICE , to Falstaff
FTLN 3331 Have you your wits? Know you what ’tis you
FTLN 3332 45 speak?
FALSTAFF , to the King
FTLN 3333 My king, my Jove, I speak to thee, my heart!
KING
FTLN 3334 I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers.
FTLN 3335 How ill white hairs becomes a fool and jester.
FTLN 3336 I have long dreamt of such a kind of man,
FTLN 3337 50 So surfeit-swelled, so old, and so profane;
FTLN 3338 But being awaked, I do despise my dream.
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FTLN 3340 Leave gormandizing. Know the grave doth gape
FTLN 3341 For thee thrice wider than for other men.
FTLN 3342 55 Reply not to me with a fool-born jest.
FTLN 3343 Presume not that I am the thing I was,
FTLN 3344 For God doth know—so shall the world perceive—
FTLN 3345 That I have turned away my former self.
FTLN 3346 So will I those that kept me company.
FTLN 3347 60 When thou dost hear I am as I have been,
FTLN 3348 Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast,
FTLN 3349 The tutor and the feeder of my riots.
FTLN 3350 Till then I banish thee, on pain of death,
FTLN 3351 As I have done the rest of my misleaders,
FTLN 3352 65 Not to come near our person by ten mile.
FTLN 3353 For competence of life I will allow you,
FTLN 3354 That lack of means enforce you not to evils.
FTLN 3355 And, as we hear you do reform yourselves,
FTLN 3356 We will, according to your strengths and qualities,
FTLN 3357 70 Give you advancement. To the Lord Chief Justice.
FTLN 3358 Be it your charge, my lord,
FTLN 3359 To see performed the tenor of my word.—
FTLN 3360 Set on.
King and his train exit.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3361 Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.
SHALLOW FTLN 3362 75 Yea, marry, Sir John, which I beseech you to
FTLN 3363 let me have home with me.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3364 That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not
FTLN 3365 you grieve at this. I shall be sent for in private to
FTLN 3366 him. Look you, he must seem thus to the world.
FTLN 3367 80 Fear not your advancements. I will be the man yet
FTLN 3368 that shall make you great.
SHALLOW FTLN 3369 I cannot well perceive how, unless you
FTLN 3370 should give me your doublet and stuff me out with
FTLN 3371 straw. I beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five
FTLN 3372 85 hundred of my thousand.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3373 Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that
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SHALLOW FTLN 3375 A color that I fear you will die in, Sir John.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3376 Fear no colors. Go with me to dinner.—
FTLN 3377 90 Come, lieutenant Pistol.—Come, Bardolph.—I
FTLN 3378 shall be sent for soon at night.
Enter the Lord Chief Justice and Prince John, with
Officers.
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 3379 Go, carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet.
FTLN 3380 Take all his company along with him.
FALSTAFF FTLN 3381 My lord, my lord —
CHIEF JUSTICE
FTLN 3382 95 I cannot now speak. I will hear you soon.—
FTLN 3383 Take them away.
PISTOL FTLN 3384 Si fortuna me tormenta, spero me contenta.
All but John of Lancaster and
Chief Justice exit.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 3385 I like this fair proceeding of the King’s.
FTLN 3386 He hath intent his wonted followers
FTLN 3387 100 Shall all be very well provided for,
FTLN 3388 But all are banished till their conversations
FTLN 3389 Appear more wise and modest to the world.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 3390 And so they are.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 3391 The King hath called his parliament, my lord.
CHIEF JUSTICE FTLN 3392 105 He hath.
JOHN OF LANCASTER
FTLN 3393 I will lay odds that, ere this year expire,
FTLN 3394 We bear our civil swords and native fire
FTLN 3395 As far as France. I heard a bird so sing,
FTLN 3396 Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the King.
FTLN 3397 110 Come, will you hence?
They exit.

EPILOGUE
FTLN 3398 First my fear, then my curtsy, last my speech. My
FTLN 3399 fear is your displeasure, my curtsy my duty, and my
FTLN 3400 speech, to beg your pardons. If you look for a good
FTLN 3401 speech now, you undo me, for what I have to say is
FTLN 3402 5 of mine own making, and what indeed I should say
FTLN 3403 will, I doubt, prove mine own marring.
FTLN 3404 But to the purpose, and so to the venture. Be it
FTLN 3405 known to you, as it is very well, I was lately here in
FTLN 3406 the end of a displeasing play to pray your patience
FTLN 3407 10 for it and to promise you a better. I meant indeed to
FTLN 3408 pay you with this, which, if like an ill venture it
FTLN 3409 come unluckily home, I break, and you, my gentle
FTLN 3410 creditors, lose. Here I promised you I would be,
FTLN 3411 and here I commit my body to your mercies. Bate
FTLN 3412 15 me some, and I will pay you some, and, as most
FTLN 3413 debtors do, promise you infinitely. And so I kneel
FTLN 3414 down before you, but, indeed, to pray for the
FTLN 3415 Queen.
FTLN 3416 If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me,
FTLN 3417 20 will you command me to use my legs? And yet that
FTLN 3418 were but light payment, to dance out of your debt.
FTLN 3419 But a good conscience will make any possible
FTLN 3420 satisfaction, and so would I. All the gentlewomen
FTLN 3421 here have forgiven me; if the gentlemen will not,
FTLN 3422 25 then the gentlemen do not agree with the gentlewomen,
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FTLN 3423 which was never seen before in such an
FTLN 3424 assembly.
FTLN 3425 One word more, I beseech you: if you be not too
FTLN 3426 much cloyed with fat meat, our humble author will
FTLN 3427 30 continue the story, with Sir John in it, and make
FTLN 3428 you merry with fair Katherine of France, where, for
FTLN 3429 anything I know, Falstaff shall die of a sweat, unless
FTLN 3430 already he be killed with your hard opinions; for
FTLN 3431 Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is not the man.
FTLN 3432 35 My tongue is weary; when my legs are too, I will bid
FTLN 3433 you good night.