And let our army be difcharged too.

[Exit Weft.

And, good my lord, so please you, 'let our trains
March by us; that we may peruse the men
We should have cop'd withal.

York. Go, good lord Haftings,

And, ere they be difmifs'd, let them march by.

[Exit Haftings. Lan. I truft, lords, we fhall lie to-night together.

Re-enter Westmorland.

Now, coufin, wherefore ftands our army ftill? Weft. The leaders, having charge from you to ftand,

Will not go off until they hear you speak.

Lan. They know their duties.

Re-enter Haftings.

Haft. My lord, our army is difpers'd already : Like youthful steers unyok'd, they take their courses Eaft, weft, north, fouth; or, like a school broke up, Each hurries towards his home, and fporting place. Weft. Good tidings, my lord Haftings; for the

which

I do arreft thee, traitor, of high treafon :And you, lord archbishop,-and you, lord Mowbray,

Of capital treafon I attach you both.

Mowb. Is this proceeding juft and honourable? Weft. Is your affembly fo?

York. Will you thus break your faith?

Lan. I pawn'd thee none :

I promis'd you redress of these fame grievances, Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour,

let our trains &c.] That is, Our army on each part, that we may both fee those that were to have opposed us.

JOHNSON.

I will perform with a most chriftian care.
But, for you, rebels,-look to tafte the due
Meet for rebellion, and fuch acts as yours.
Moft fhallowly did you these arms commence,
Fondly brought here, and foolishly fent hence.-
Strike up our drums, pursue the scatter'd stray;
Heaven, and not we, hath fafely fought to-day.-
Some guard these traitors to the block of death;
Treafon's true bed, and yielder up of breath. [Exeunt,
[Alarum. Excurfions,

Enter Falftaff, and Colevile, meeting.

Fal. What's your name, fir? of what condition are you; and of what place, I pray

1

?

* Cole. I am a knight, fir; and my name is--Colevile of the dale.

Fondly brought here, &c.] Fondly is foolishly. So, in lord Surrey's tranflation of the fecond book of Virgil's neid:

"What wight fo fond fuch offer to refufe?" STEEVENS, 3 Exeunt.] It cannot but raise fome indignation to find this horrible violation of faith paffed over thus flightly by the poet, without any note of cenfure or deteftation. JOHNSON.

4 Cole. I am a knight, fir; and my name is Colevile of the Dale.

Fal. Well then, Colevile is your name; a knight is your degree, and your place, the Dale. Colevile hall ftill be your name, a traitor your degree, and the dungeon your place, a place deep enough. So fball you fill be Colevile of the Dale.

But where is the wit, or the logic of this conclufion? I am almoft perfuaded that we ought to read thus:

Colevile fhall fill be your name, a traitor your degree, and

the dungeon your place, a dale deep enough.

He may then justly infer,

So all you fill be Colevile of the Dale.

TYRWHITT.

The fenfe of dale is included in deep; a dale is a deep place; a dungeon is a deep place: he that is in a dungeon may be therefore faid to be in a dale. JOHNSON.

Fal.

Fal. Well then, Colevile is your name; a knight is your degree; and your place, the dale: Colevile fhall ftill be your name; a traitor your degree; and the dungeon your place,-a place deep enough; fo fhall you ftill be Colevile of the dale ".

Cole. Are not you fir John Falstaff?

Fal. As good a man as he, fir, whoe'er I am. Do ye yield, fir? or fhall I fweat for you? If I do fweat, they are drops of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death therefore roufe up fear and trembling, and do obfervance to my mercy.

Cole. I think, you are fir John Falstaff; and, in that thought, yield me.

Fal. I have a whole fchool of tongues in this belly of mine; and not a tongue of them all fpeaks any other word but my name. An I had but a belly of any indifferency, I were fimply the most active fellow in Europe: My womb, my womb, my womb undoes me.-Here comes our general.

Enter Prince John of Lancafter, and Westmoreland.

Lan. "The heat is paft, follow no farther now ;Call in the powers, good coufin Weftmoreland.[Exit Weft. Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while? When every thing is ended, then you come :These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life, One time or other break fome gallows' back.

Fal. I would be forry, my lord, but it fhould be thus: I never knew yet, but rebuke and check was the reward of valour. Do you think me a fwallow,

Colevile of the dalc.] "At the king's coming to Durham, the lord Haftings, Sir John Colevile of the Dale, &c. being convicted of the confpiracy, were there beheaded." Holinfhed, P. 530. STEEVENS.

The beat is paft,] That is, the violence of refentment, the eagerness of revenge. JOHNSON.

an

an arrow, or a bullet? have I, in my poor and old motion, the expedition of thought? I have speeded hither with the very extremeft inch of poffibility; I have founder'd nine-fcore and odd pofts: and here, traveltainted as I am, have, in my pure and immaculate valour, taken fir John Colevile of the dale, a most furious knight, and valorous enemy: But what of that? he faw me, and yielded; that I may juftly fay with the hook-nos'd fellow of Rome,I came, faw, and overcame.

Lan. It was more of his courtefy than your deferving.

Fal. I know not; here he is, and here I yield him : and I befeech your grace, let it be book'd with the reft of this day's deeds; or, by the lord, I will have it in a particular ballad elfe, with mine own picture on the top of it, Colevile kiffing my foot: To the which courfe if I be enforced, if you do not all fhew like gilt two-pences to me; and I, in the clear sky of fame, o'erfhine you as much as the full moon doth the cinders of the element, which fhew like pins' heads to her; believe not the word of the noble: Therefore let me have right, and let defert mount. Lan. Thine's too heavy to mount.

Fal. Let it fhine then.

Lan. Thine's too thick to fhine.

Fal. Let it do fomething, my good lord, that may do me good, and call it what you will. Lan. Is thy name Colevile ?

Cole. It is, my lord.

Lan. A famous rebel art thou, Colevile.
Fal. And a famous true fubject took him.

Cole. I am, my lord, but as my betters are,

-the book-nos'd fellow of Rome, ] The quarto reads, "the hook-nos'd fellow of Rome, their cofin." I have followed the folio. The modern editors read, but without authority," the hook-nos'd fellow of Rome there, Cafar."

STEEVENS.

That

That led me hither: had they been rul'd by me, You should have won them dearer than you have. Fal. I know not how they fold themfelves: but thou, like a kind fellow, gav'ft thyself away; and I thank thee for thee.

Re-enter Weftmoreland.

Lan. Have you left pursuit?

Weft. Retreat is made, and execution stay'd.
Lan. Send Colevile, with his confederates,
To York, to prefent execution.-

Blunt, lead him hence; and fee you guard him fure.
[Exeunt fome with Colevile.
And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords;
I hear, the king my father is fore fick:

Our news fhall go before us to his majesty,-
Which, coufin, you shall bear,-to comfort him;
And we with fober speed will follow you.

Fal. My lord, I befeech you, give me leave to go through Glofterfhire: and, when you come to court, ftand my good lord 'pray, in your good report.

Lan. Fare you well, Falftaff: I, in my condition, Shall better speak of you than you deserve.

[Exit. Fal.

fland my good lord'pray, in your good report.] We muft either read, pray let me fland, or, by a construction fomewhat harfh, understand it thus: Give me leave to go. and-fland. To fand in a report, referred to the reporter, is to perfift; and Falstaff did not ask the prince to perfift in his prefent opinion.

JOHNSON.

Stand my good lord, I believe, means only fand my good friend, (an expreffion ftill in common ufe) in your favourable report of me. So, in the Taming of a Shrew:

"I pray you fand good father to me now." STEEVENS. I, in my condition,

Shall better peak of you than you deferve.] I know not well the meaning of the word condition in this place; I believe it is the fame with temper of mind: I fhall, in my good nature, fpeak better of you than you merit. JOHNSON,

I believe