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there he is in his robes, burning, burning.-Iffwill you make a younkers of me? shall I not thou wert any way given to virtue, I would swear take mine ease in mine inn', but I shall have my by thy face; my oath should be, By this fire: but pocket pick'd? I have lost a seal-ring of my thou art altogether given over ; and wert indeed, grandfather's, worth forty mark. but for the light in thy face, the son of utter dark- 5 Host. O, I have heard the prince tell him, I ness. When thou ran'st up Gad's-bill in the night know not how oft, that the ring was copper. to catch my horse, if I did not think thou had'st Fal. How! the prince is a Jack, a sneak-cup; been an ignis fatuus, or a ball of wild-fire, there's and, if he were here, I would cudgel him like a no purchase in money. O, thou art a perpetual dog if he would say so. triumph, an everlasting bonfire light! Thou hast 10 Enter Prince Henry, and Poins, marching; and Falstaff saved me a thousand marks in links and torches', meets tbem, playing on bis truncheon, like a fife. walking with thee in the night betwixt tavern Fal. How now, lad? is the wind in that door, and tavern: but the sack that thou hast drunk me, Ji'faith? must we all march? would have bought me lights as good cheap?, at Bard. Yea; two and two, Newgate-fashion'. the dearest chandler's in Europe. I have main- 15 Host. My lord, I pray you, hear me. tained that salamander of yours with fire, any time P. Henry. What'say'st thou, Mrs. Quickly! this two-and-thirty years: Heaven reward me How does thy husband? I love him well, he is an for it!

honest man. Bard. 'Sblood, I would iny face were in your Host, Good my lord, hear me. belly!

120 Fal. Pr’ythee, let her alone, and list to me. Fal. God-a-mercy! so should I be sure to be

P.. Henry. What say'st thou, Jack? heart-burn'd.

Fal. The other night I fell asleep here behind Enter Hostess.

the arras, and had my pocket pick'd: this house

is turn’d bawdy-house, they pick pockets. How now, dame Partlet the hen?? have you en-25 P. Henry. What didst thou lose, Jack? quir'd yet who pick'd my pocket?

Fat. Wilt thou believe me, Hal? three or four Host. Why, Sir John, what do you think, Sir bonds of forty pound a-piece, and a seal-ring of John ? Do you think I keep thieves in iny house: my grandfather's I have search'd, have enquir’d, so has my husband, P. Henry. A trifle, some eig!it-penny matter. man by man, boy by boy, servant by servant: the 30. Host. So I told him, my lord; and I said, I tithe of a hair was never lost in my house before. heard your grace say so: And, my lord, lie speaks

Fal. You lie, hostess ; Bardolph was shav'd, most vilely of you, like a foul-month'd inan as he and lost many a hair: and I'll be sworn, my is ; and said, he would cudgel you. pocket was pick'd: Go to, you are a woman, go. P. Henry. What! he did noi?

Host. Who, I? I defy thee: I was never call'd|35 Host. There's neither faith, truth, nor womanso in mine own house before.

hood in me else. Ful. Go to, I know you well enough.

Fal. There's no more faith in thee than in a Host. No, Sir John; vou do not know me, Sirl stew'd prune ®; nor no more truth in thee, than John: I know you, Sir John: you owe me mod in a drawn fox": and for woman-hood, maid ney, Sir John, and now you pick a quarrel to be 40 Mariano may be the deputy's wife of the ward to guile me of it: I bought you a dozen of shirts to

thee. Go, you thing, go.

Flost. Say, what thing? what thing? Fal. Dowlas, filthy dowlas: I have given them Ful. What thing? why, a thing to thank God on. away to bakcrs' wives, and they have made bolters Host. I am no ibing to thank God on, I would of them.

45 thiou should't know it; I am an honest man's Ilost. Now, as I am a true woman, holland ol wile: and, setting thy knighthood aside, thou art eight shillings an ell. You owe money here be- la knave to call me so. sides, Sir John, for your diet, and by-idriokings; Fal. Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a and money lent you, four-and-twenty pounds. beast to say otherwise.

Fal. He had his part of it; let him pay. 50 Host. Say, what beast, thou knave, thou? Host. Ile ? alas, he is poor; he hath nothing. Fal. What beast? why, an otter.

Fal. How! poor: look upon his face; what P. Henry. An otter, Sir John? why an otter? call you richo let them cuin his nose, let them Fal. Why? she's neither fish, nor flesh; a man coin' his cheeks; I'll not pay a denier. What, Iknows not where to have her.

Mr. Steevens remarks on this passage, that in Shakspeare's time, (long before the streets were illuminated with lamps) candles and lanthorns to let, were cried about London. *Cheap is murhet, and good cheap therefore is a bon marché. From this word East-cheap, Chep-stow, Cheap-side, &c. are derived.

Dame Partlet is the name of the hen in the old story book of Reynard the For. * A face set with carbuncles is called a rich face. A younker is a novice, a young inexperienced man easily gull’d. To take mine ease in mine inne, was an ancient proverb, not very ditferent in its application from that maxim, “ Every man's house is his castle;" for inne originally signified a house or hubitation. 'i. e. as prisoners are conveyed to Newgate, fastened two and two together. • Meaning a bawd; a dish of stew'd prunes being not only the ancient designation of a brothel, but a constant appendage to it, as has been before observed. 9 A druwn for may perhaps mean, a fox drawn orer the ground to exercise the hounds. 10 Maid Marian is either a inan dressed like a woman, or the arly who atteds the dances of the morris.


your back.





said so.

Host. Thou art an unjust man in saying so; thou P. Henry. It appears so by the story. or any man know's where to have me, thou knave Ful. Hostess, I forgive thee: Go, make ready thou!

breakfast; love thy husband, look to thy servants, P. Henry. Thou say'st true, hostess; and he and cherish thy guests: thou shalt find me tractable slanders thee most grossly.

5 to any honest reason: thou seest I am pacify'd. Host. So he doth you, my lord; and said this Still: ---Nay, I prythee, begone. [Exit Hostess. other day, you ought him a thousand pound. Now, Hal, to the news at court: for the robbery.

P. Henry. Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand lad, -How is that answer'd ? pound?

P. Henry. O my sweet beef, I must still be good Fal. A thousand pound, Hal? a million : thy 10 angel to thee:-The money is paid back again. love is worth a million; thou ow'st me thy love. Ful. (), I do not like that paying back, 'tis

Host. Nay, my lord, he call'd you Jack, and la double labour. said he would cudgel you.

P. Henry. I am good friends with my father, Fal. Did I, Pardolph?



any thing. Burd. Indeed, sir John, you

15 Ful. Rob me the exchequer the first thing thou Fal. Yea, if he said, my ring was copper. do'st, and do it with unwasled hands too?.

P. Henry, I say, 'tis copper : Dar’st thou bel Bard. Do, my lord. as good as thy word now?

P.Henry. I have procur’d thee, Jack, a charge Fal. Why, Hal, thou know'st, as thou art but of foot. man, I dare; but as thou art prince, I fear thee, 20 Fal. I would it had been of horse. Where as I fear the roaring of the lion's whelp.

shalt I find one that can steal well? O for a fine P. Henry. And why not as the lion ?

thief, of two and twenty, or thereabouts! I am Fal. The king himself is to be fear'd as the lion: heinously unprovided. Well, God be thanked for Dost thou think, I'll fear thee as I fear thy father? these rebels, they offend none but the virtuous; I nay, an if I do, let my girdle break!

25 laud them, I praise them. P. Henry. O, if it should, how would thy guts P. Henry. "Bardolph, fall about thy knees! But, s rrah, there's no room Burd. My lord. for faith, truth, nor honesty, in this bosom of P.Henry. Go bear this letter to lord John of thine ; it is all fill'd up with guts, and midritf.


[land.Charge an honest woman with picking thy pocket:30 My brother Jolm; this to my lord of Westmore Why, thou whoreson, impudent, imboss'ut' ras. Go, Poins, to hurse, to horse; for thol and I cal, if there were any thing in thy pocket but ta- Have thirty miles to ride ere dinner-time.vern-reckonings, meinurandums of bawdy-houses, Jack. and one poor penny-worth of sugar-candy to make Meet me to-morrow in the Temple-hall thee long-winded: if thy pocket were enrich'35 At two o'clock i'the afternoon: with any other injuries but these, I am a villain. There shalt thou know thy charge; and there reAnd yet you will stand to it; you will not pocket Money, and order for their furniture. [ceive up wrong: Art thou not ashan'd?

The land is burning ; Percy stands on high; Fal. Dost thou hear, Hal? thou know'st, in the And either they, or we, must lower lie. state of innocency, Adam fell; and what should 40

[Ereunt Prince, Poins, and Bard. poor Jack Falstaff do, in the days of villainy? Thou Ful. Rare words! brave world !-Hostess, ay seest, I have more tlesh than any other man; and

breakfast; come:therefore more frailty.--You confess then, you 0, I could wish this tavern were my drum. [Erit. pick'd my pocket?



[The tongries of soothers; but a braver place The Camp near Shrewsbury.

Iu my heart's love, hath no man than yourself:

Nay, task me to my wordd; approve me, lord. Enter Hotspur, Worcester, and Donglus.

55 Doug. Thou art the king of honour: Hot. WELL said, my noble Scot; if speak- No man so potent breathes upon the ground, ing truth,

But I will beard'him. In this fine age, were not thought Aattery,

Hot. Do so, and 'tis well:Such attribution should the Douglas bave,

Enter a Messenger. As not a soldier of this season's stamp

60 What letters hast thou there?-I can but thank Should go so general current through the world. By heaven, I cannot tatter ; I defy

Aless. These letters come from your father. di, e. swoln, puffy. ?i.e do it iminediately, or the first thing in the morning. 3 To beard is to oppose face to jace in a hostile or daring manner,



come, lord.

Hot. Letters from him! why comes he not him-| By some, that know not why he is away, self?

[sick. That wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike Mess. He cannot come, my lord; he's grievous of our proceedings, kept the earl from bence;

Hot. 'Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick, And think, how such an apprehension In such a justling time: Who leads his power? 5 May turn the tide of fearful faction, Uuder whose government come they along? And breed a kind of question in our cause: Mess. His letters bear his mind, not

For, well you know, we of the offering side. Hot. His mind!

Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement; Wor. I prythee, tell me, doth he keep his bed? And stop all sight-holes, every loop, from whence

Mess. He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth; 10 The eye of reason may pry in upon us : And, at the time of my departure thence, This absence of your father's draws a curtain He was much fear'd by his physicians.

That shews the ignorant a kind of fear Wor. I would, the state of time bad first been Before not dreamt of. whole,

Hot. You strain too far. Ere he by sickness had been visited ;

15 1 rather of his absence make this use ;His health was never better worth than now. It lends a lustre, and more great opinion, Hot. Sick now! droop now! this sickness doth A larger dare to our great enterprize, infect

Than if the earl were here: for men must think, The very life-blood of our enterprize;

If we, without his help, can make a head Tis catching hither, even to our camp.- 20 to push against the kingdom; with his help, He writes me here,—that inward sickness We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down.And that his friends by deputation could not Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are whole. So soon be drawn; nor did he think it meet,

Doug. As heart can think there is not such a To lay so dangerous and dear a trust

word On any soul remov'd, but on his own'. 25 Spoke of in Scotland, as this term of fear. Yet doth he give us bold advertisement,

Enter Sir Richard Vernon. That with our small conjunction, we should on, Hot. My cousin Vernon! welcome, by my soul. To see how fortune is dispos'd to us:

Ver. Pray God, my news may be worth a welFor, as he writes, there is no quailing now; Because the king is certainly possess’d |30 The earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong, Of all our purposes. What say you to it? Is marching hitherwards: with hiin prince John.

Wor. Your father's sickness is a maim to us. Hot. No harı : What more?

Hot. A perilous gash, a very limb lopt off :- Ver. And further, I have learn'd, -
And yet, in faith, 'tis not; his present want The king himself in person is set forth,
Seems more than we shall find it:-Were it good, 135 Or hitherwards intencied speedily,
To set the exact wealth of all our states

With strong and mighty preparation.
All at one cast? to set so rich a main

Hot. He shall be welcome too. Where is his son, On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour? The nimble-footed' mad-cap prince of Wales, It were not good: for therein should we read And his comrades, that dati'd the world aside, The very bottom and the soul of hope;

40 And bid it pass? The very list ', the very utınost bound

Ver. All furnish'd, all in arms, Of all our fortunes.

All plum'd like estridges, that with the wind Doug. Faith, and so we should;

Bated like eagles having lately bath'do:
Where now remains a sweet reversion:

Glittering in golden coats, like images':
We may boldly spend upon the hope of what 145. Is full of spirit as the month of May,
Is to come in:

And gorgeous as the sun at midsuminer ;
A comfort of retirement lives in this.

Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls. Hot. A rendezvous, a home to fly unto, I saw young Harry,—with his beaver on, If that the devil and inischance look big

Ilis cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm’d, Upon the maidenhead of our affairs.

50 Rise from the ground like feather 'd'Mercury, Wor. But yet, I would your father had been here. And vaulted with such ease into his seat, The quality and air' of our attempt

As if an angel dropt down from the clouds, Brooks no division: It will be thought

To turn and wind a tiery Pegasus, 'i. e. on any less near to himself. ? To quail is to languish, to sink into dejection. "The list is the selvage; tiguratively, the utmost line of circunference, the utmost extent. port to which we may have retourse. 'i. e. the complexion, the character. • j. e. of the assailing side. Some latter editions read, offending. Stowe says of the Prince, “He was passing swilt in running, insomuch that he with two other of his lords, without hounds, bow, or other engine, would take a wild-buck, or doe, in a large park.” • Mr. Steevens observes, that all birds, after bathing (which almost all birds are fond of), spread out their wings to catch the wind, and flutter violently with them in order to dry themselves. This in the falconer's language is called bating, and by Shak. speare, bating with the wind. It may be observed, that birds never appear so lively and full of spirits, as immediately after bathing. 'Alluding to the manner of dressing up images in the Romish churches on holy-days, when they are bedecked in robes, very richly laced and embroidered. 10 Cuisses, French, arniour for the thighs.


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And witch' the world with noble horsemanship. | Jbearts in their bellies no bigger than pins' heads, Hot. No more, no more; worse than the sun and they have bought out their services;' and now in March,

my whole charge consists of ancients, corporals, This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come: lieutenants, gentlemen of companies, slaves as They come like sacrifices in their trim, 5 ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth, where the And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war, glutton's dogs lick'd his sores: and such as, indeed, All hot, and bleeding, will we offer them: were never soldiers; but discarded unjust servingThe mailed Mars shall on his altar sit,

men, younger sons to younger brothers, revolted Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire,

tapsters, and ostlers trade-tallen; the cankers of a To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh,

10 calm world, and a long peace; ten times more And yet not ours :--Come, let me take my horse, dishonourably ragged, than an old fac'd ancient'; Who is to bear me, like a thunderbolt,

and such have I to fill up the rooms of them that Against the bosom of the prince of Wales: have bought out their services; that you would Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse-> think, I had a hundred and fifty tatter'd prodigals, Meet, and ne’er part, 'till one drop down a corse. 15 lately come from swine-keeping, from eating dratt O, that Glendower were come!

and husks. A mad fellow met me on the way, and Ver. There is more news:

told me, I had unloaded all the gibbets, and press'd I learn'd in Worcester, as I rode along,

the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scare. He cannot draw his power this fourteen days. crows. I'll not march though Coventry with them,

Doug. That's the worst tidings that I hearot yet. 20 that's flat:-Nay, and the villains march wide beWor. Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound. twixt the legs, as if they had gyves on; for, inHot. What may the king's whole battle reach deed, I had the most of them out of prison.Ver. To thirty thousand.

[unto There's but a shirt and a half in all my company; Hot. Forty let it be;

and the half-shirt is two napkins, tack'd together, My father and Glendower being both away, 25 and thrown over the shoulders like a herald's coat The powers of us may serve so great a day. without sleeves; and the shirt, to say the truth, Come, let us take a muster speedily:

stolen from my host at Saint Alban's, or the redDuomsday is near ; die all, die merrily.

nose inn-keeper of Daintry. But that's all one ; Doug. Talk not of dying; I am out of fear they'll find linen enough on every hedge. Of death, or death's hand, for this one half year. 30 Enter Prince Henry, and Westmoreland.

[Exeunt. P. Henry. How now, blown Jack? how now, SCENE II.


Fal. What, Hal? how now, mad wag? what A public road near Coventry.

a devil dost thou in Warwickshire ?-My good Ender Fulstaff, and Bardolph. 35 lord of Westmoreland, I cry you mercy; I thought Fal. Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry; your honour had already been at Shrewsbury. fill me a bottle of sack: our soldiers shall march West. 'Faith, Sir John, 'tis more than time that through; we'll to Sutton-Colfield to-night. I were there, and you too; but my powers are

Bard. Will you give me money, captain? there already: The king, I can tell you, looks Fal. Lay out, lay out.

40 for us all; we must away all night. Bard. This bottle makes an angel.

Ful. Tut, never fear me; I am as vigilant, as a Fal. An it do, take it for thy labour;'and if it cat to steal cream, make twenty, take them all, l’ll answer the coin- P. Henry. I think, to steal cream indeed; for age. Bid iny lieutenant Peto meet me at the thy theft hath already made thee butter. But tell town's end.

45 me, Jack; Whose fellows are these that come afBard. I will, captain: farewel. [Erit. ter ?

Fal. If I be not asham'd of my soldiers, I am Fal. Mine, Hal, mine. a soud'd gurnet. I have mis-usid the king's press P. Henry. I did never see such pitiful rascals. damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred Ful. Tut, tut; good enough to toss'; food for and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds.50 powder, food for powder; they'll till a pit, as I press me pone but good householders, ycomen's well as better; tush, man, mortal men, inortal sons: enquire me out contracted bachelors, such as had been ask'd twice on the bans; such a coin- Weat. Ay, but, Sir John, methinks, they are mo.iity of warm slaves, as bad as lief hear the de- exceeding poor and bare; too beggarly: vil as a drum; such as fearthe report of a caliver, 55 fal. 'Faith, for their poverty,

I know not worse than a struck fowl, or a hurt wild-duck.-- where they had that: and for their bareness, I prest me none but such toasts and butter', with am sure they never learn'd that of me.

* Witch for bewitch, charm. 2 Souc'd gurnet is an appellation of contempt very frequently employed in the old comedies. 3 Another term of contempt. * Meaning, men of desperate fortune and wild adventure. > Mr. Sleevens has happily, we think, explained this passage: " An old fac'd ancient, is an old standard mended with a different colour. It should not be written in one word, as oli and fac'd are distinctpithets. To face a gown is to trim it; an expression at present in use. In qur author's tiine the fucings of gowns were always of a different colour from the stuff itseli.” Sie shackles, ? That is, to toss upon a pike.

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P. Henry. No, I'll be sworn; unless you call! So long as, out of limit, and true rule, three fingers on the ribs, bare. But, sirrah, make You stand against anointed majesty! haste; Percy is already in the field.

But, to my charge. The king hath sent to knor Fal. What, is the king encamp'd!

The nature of your griefs; and whereupon West. He is, Sir John; I fear, we shall stay too 5 You conjure from the breast of civil peace long

Such bold hostility, teaching his duteons land Fal. Well,

[feast, Audacious cruelty: If that the king
To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a Have any way your good deserts forgot,-
Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. [Ercunt. Which he confesseth to be manifold,

10 He bids you naine your griefs; and, with all speed,

You shall have your desires, with interest;

And pardon absolute for yourself, and these,
Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Douglas, and Vernon. Herein mis-led by your suggestion.
Hot. We'll fight with him to-night.

Hot. The king is kind; and, well we know, Wor. It may not be.

15 Doug. You give him then advantage. Knows at what time to promise, when to pay. Ver. Not a whit.

My father, and my uncle, and myself,
Hot. Why say you so? looks he not for supply: Did give him that same royalty he wears:
Ver. So do

And, when he was not six and twenty strong, Hot. His is certain, ours is doubtful.

20 Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low, Hor. Good cousin, be advis’d; stir not to-night. A poor unminded out-law sneaking home, Ver. Do not, my lord.

My father gave bim welcome to the shore: Doug. You do not counsel well;

And,—when he heard him swear, and vow to Gol, You speak it out of fear, and cold heart.

He came but to be duke of Lancaster, Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life, 25 To sue his livery, and beg his peace; (And I dare well maintain it with my life) With tears of innocency, and terms of zeal,If well-respected honour bid me on,

My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd, I hold as little counsel with weak fear,

Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too. As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives : Now, when the iords and barons of the realor Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle,

30 Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him, Which of us sears.

The more and less came in with cap and knee; Doug. Yea, or to-night.

Met him in boroughs, cities, villages; Ver. Content.

Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes, Hot. To-night, say I.

[much, Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths, Ver. Come, come, it may not be. I wonder 35 Gave him their heirs ; 'as pages follow'd him, Being men of such great leading' as you are, Even at the heels, in golden inultitudes. That you foresee vot what impediments

He presently, -as greatness knows itself,Drag back our expedition : Certain horse Steps me a little higher than his vow Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up: Maile to my father, while his blood was poor, Your uncle Worcester's horse came but to-day; 40 L'pon the naked shore at Ravenspurg; And now their pride and mettle is asleep, And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform Their courage with hard labour tame and dull, Some certain edicts, and some straight decrees, That not a börse is halt the half of himself. That lie too heavy on the commonwealth: Hot. So are the horses of the enemy

Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep In general, journey-bated, and brought low; 43 Over his country's wrongs; and, by this face, The better part of ours are full of rest.

This seeming brow of justice, did be win Wor. The number of the king exceedeth ours: The hearts of all that he did angle for. For God's sake, cousin, stay 'till all come in. Proceeded further; cut me off the heads

[The trumpet sounds a parley. Of all the favourites, that the absent king Enter Sir Walter Blunt.

50 In deputation left behind him here, Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the king, When he was personal in the Irish war. If you vouchsafe my hearing, and respect.

Blunt. Tut, I came not to hear this. Hot. Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt ; And would Hot. Then to the point. to God,

In short time after, he depos'u the king; You were of our determination!

55 Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life; Some of us love you well: and even those some And, in the neck of that, task'd' the whole state: Envy your great deservings, and good name; To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March Because you are not of our quality,

Who is, if every owner were well plac'd, But stand against us like an enemy.

indeed his king) to be incag'd in Wales, Blunt. And heaven defend, but still I should 60 There without ransom to lie forfeited;

Disgrac'd me in my happy victories; 'i. e, such experience in martial business. * This is a law-phrase; meaning, to sue out the delivery or possession of his lands from the Court of Wards, which, on the death of any of the tenants of the crown, seized their lands, 'till the heir sued out his livery. 'i.e. the greater and the less. *Task'd is here used for tused; it was once common to employ these words indiscriminately,


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