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Therefore, thou, best of gold, art worst of gold,
K. Henry. O my son!
it in thy mind, to take it hence,
z med"cine potalle :) -fuch folution was thought to poffefs extraor-
And I had many living, to upbraid
Acting that argument; and now my death
with thee in true peace live! P. Henry. My gracious liege,
Supposed ]-imaginary, which we hoped to have enjoyed. e bold fears, )--audacious causes of fear. • Axing that argument;}—Whose theme was inceflant contention. • tbe mode :]-the case, state of things--acquired.
fucceffively. )-by order of succeslion, by descent.
You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me;
Enter Lord John of Lancaster, Warwick, &c.
P. Henry. My lord of Warwick!
K. Henry. Doth any name particular belong
War. 'Tis call's Jerusalem, my noble lord.
Enter Shallow, Falstaff, Bardolph, and Page.
Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be excus'd ; excuses shall not be admitted ; there is no excuse shall serve', you shall not be excus'd.--Why, Davy!
Enter Davy, Davy. Here, sir.com :Shal." Davy, Davy, Davy, let me fee, Davy; let me see:-"yea, marry, William Cook, bid him come hither, :-Sir John you shall not be excus'd.
Davy. Marry, sir, thus ;--those 'precepts cannot be servd: änd, again, fir --Shall we fow the head-land with wheat ? Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook ; Are there no young, pigeons ?
1 Davy. Yes, fir. Here is now the smith's note, for shoeing, "and plough-irons.
Shal. Let it be cast, and paid :-fir John, you shall not be excus'd.
j By cock and pye, ]—This adjuration is made up of a corruption of the Sacred Name, and a word denoting the table of the Roman formulary. Merry Wives OF WINDSOR, Vol. I. p. 177. Page. William cook]" Dick. Butcher, for the butcher.”
HENRY VI, Part II. Act IV, S. 2. Cadi. precepts)-the warrants. Ia be caji,]-cast up, cxamined,
Davy. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be had :-And, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's wages, about the fack he lost the other day at Henley fair ?
Shal. He shall answer it :-Some pigeons, Davy; a couple of short-legg'd hens; a joint of mutton ; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.
Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, fir?
Shal. Yes, Davy. I will use him well, A friend i'the court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy, for they are arrant knaves, and will backbite.
Davy. No worse than they are back-bitten, fir s for they have marvellous foul linen.
Sbal. Well conceited, Davy. About thy business, Davy.
Davy. I beseech you, fir, to countenance William Visor of Wincot against Clement Berkes of the hill.
Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against that Visor; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge.
Davy. I grant your worship, that he is a knave, fir: but yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some countenance at his friend's request. An honest man, fit, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have fery'd your worship truly, sir, these eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The knave is mine honest friend, fir; therefore, I beseech your worship, let him be countenanc'd.
Sbal. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy. Where are you, fir John? Come, off with your boots.--Give me your hand, master Bardolph.
Bard. I am glad to see your worship.
Sbal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind master Bardolph :--and welcome, my tall fellow. [to the page.] Come, fir John. Fal. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow. Bar