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saltness of time; and I most humbly beseech your Frl. To wake a wolf, is as bad as to smell a fox. lordship, to have a reverent care of your health. Ch. Just. What! you are as a candle, the bet
Ch. Just. Sir John, I sent for you before your ter part burnt out. expedition to Shrewsbury.
Fal. A wassel’ candle, my lord; all tallow : Fal. If it please your lordship, I hear his ma- 5 but if I did say of wax, my growth would approve jesty is return'd with some discomfort froin Wales. the truth. Ch. Just. I talk not of his majesty:
-You Ch. Just. There is not a white hair on your face, would not come when I sent for you.
but should have his effect of gravity. Fal And I hear moreover, his highness is fallen
Fal. His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy. into this same whoreson apoplexy.
Ch. Just. You follow the young prince up and Ch. Just. Well, heaven mend him! I pray, let downl, like his ill angel. me speak with you.
Fal. Not so, my lord; your ill angel is light; Fal. This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of but, I hope, he that looks upon me, will take me lethargy, an't please your lordship; a kind of without weighing: and yet, in some respects, I sleeping in the blood, a whores.on tingling. 15 grant, I cannot go, I cannot tell’: Virtue is of so
Ch. Just. What tell you me of it? be it as it is. little regard in these coster-monger times“, that
Fal. It hath its original from much grief; from true valour is turn'd bear-herd: Pregnancy' is study, and pertubation of the brain : I have read made a tapster, and hath his quick wil wasted in the cause of his effects in Galen; it is a kind of giving reckonings: all the other gifts appertinent deafness.
20 to man, as the malice of this age shapes them, are Ch. Just. I think you are fallen into the disease; not worth a gooseberry. You, that are old, confor you hear not what I say to you.
sider not the capacities of us that are young; you Fal. Very well, my lord, very well: rather, measure the heat of our livers with the bitterness an't please you, it is the disease of not listening, the of your galls: and we that are in the vaward of malady of not marking, that I am troubled withal. 25 our youth, I must confess, are wags too.
Ch. Just. To punish you by the heels, would Ch. Just. Do you set down your name in the amend the attention of your ears; and I care not scrowl of youth, that are written down old with if I do become your physician.
all the characters of age? Have you not a moist , Fal. I am as poor as Job, my lord; but not so eye? a dry hand? a yellow cheek? a white patient: your lordship, may minister the potion o130 beard?-a decreasing leg? an increasing belly? Is imprisonment to me, in respect of poverty; but not your voice broken? your wind short? your how I should be your patient to follow your pre
chin double? your wit single ? and every part scriptions, the wise may make some dram of a about you blasted with antiquityø ? and will you scruple, or, indeed, a scruple itself.
yet call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir Ch. Just. I sent for you, when there were mat-|35
John! ters against you for your life, to come speak with Ful. My lord, I was born about three of the
clock in the alternoon, with a white head, and · Fal. As I was then advised by my learned coun- something a round belly, For my voice,-1 have sel in the laws of this land-service, I did not come. lost it with hallowing and singing of anthems. To
Ch. Just. Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live 10 approve my youth furtier, I will not: the truth in great infamy.
is, I am oniy old in judgment and understanding; Fal. He that buckles him in my belt, cannot and he that will caper with me for a thousand live in less.
marks, let him lend me the money, and have at Ch. Just. Your means are very slender, and your
him. For the box o' the ear that the prince gave waste great.
45 you.—he gave it like a rude prince, and you took Ful. I would it were otherwise; I would my it like a sensible lord. I have check'd him for it; means were greater, and my waist slenderer. and the young lion repents
: marry, not in ashes, Ch. Just. You have mis-led the youthful prince.
and sack-cloth; but in new silk, and old sack. Fal. The young prince hath mis-led me: I am Ch. Ju t. Well, heaven send the prince a better the fellow with the great belly, and he my dog'. 50 companion !
Ch. Just. Well, I am loth io gall a new-heai'd Fúl. Heaven send the companion a better wound; your day's service at Shrewsbury hath a prince! I cannot rid my hands of him. little gilded over your night's exploit on Gads-bill: Ch. Just. Well, the king hath sever'd you and you may thank the unquiet time for your quiet prince Harry: I hear, you are going with lord o'er-posting that action.
155 John of Lancaster, against the archbishop, and the Fal. My lord ?
earl of Northumberland, Ch. Just. But since all is well, keep it so: wake Fal. Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for not a sleeping wolf.
lit. But look you, pray, all you that kiss my lady Dr. Johnson says, he does not understand this joke; that dogs lead the blind, but why does a dog lead the fat? To which Dr. Farmerreplies, “ If the Fellou's great Belly prevented him from seeing his way, he would want a doy, as well as a blind man. 2 A reassel candle is a large candle lighted up at a teast. * Meaning, I cannot pass current. + That is, in these times, when the prevalence of trade has produced that meanness that rates the merit of every thing by money. A coster monger is a costard-monger, a dealer in apples, called by that na:fie, because they are shaped like a costurd, i. e. a man's head. Pregnancy is readiness. :i. e. old age.
peace at home, that our armies join not in a hot (Upon the power and puissance of the king. day; for, by the Lord, I take but two shirts out Hast. Our present musters grow upon the file with me, and I mean not to sweat extraordinarily: To tive and twenty thousand men of choice; if it be a hot day, an I brandıslı any thing but my And our supplies live largely in the hope bottle, I would I might never spit white again. 5 Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns
There is not a dangerous action can peep out his With an incensed fire of injuries. head, but I am thrust upon it: Well, I cannot Burd. The question then, lord Hastings, standlast ever: But it was always yet the trick of our
eth thus; English nation, if they have a good thing, to make Whether our present five and twenty thousand it too conmon. If you will needs say, I am an 10 May hold up head without Northumberland. old man, you should give me rest. I would to God, Hast. With him, we may. my name were not so terrible to the enemy as it Burd. Ay, marry, there's the point; is. I were better to be eaten to death with a rust, But if without him we be thought too feeble, than to be scour'd to nothing with perpetual My judgment is, we should not step too far motion.
15 Till we had his assistance by the hand: Ch. Just. Well, be honest, be honest; And For, in a theme so bloody-fac'd as this, heaven bless your expedition !
Conjecture, expectation, and surmise Ful. Will your lordship lend me a thousand Of aids uncertain, should not be admitted. pound to furnish me forth:
York.'Tis very true, lord Bardolph; for, indeed, Ch. Just. Not a penny, not a penny; you are 20 It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury: too impatient to bear crosses'. Fare vou well : Bard. It was, niy lord; who lind himself with Commend me to my cousin Westmoreland. [Exit.
hope, Fal. If I do, fillip me with a three-man bee- Eating the air on promise of supply, tle'.-A man can no inore separate age and co- Flattering himself with project of a power retousness, than he can part young limbs and le-25 Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts: chery: but the gout gails the one, and the pox And so, with great imagination, pinches the other; and so both the degrees pre- Proper to madmen, led his powers to death, ventä my curses.- Boy!
And, winking, leap'd into destruction. Page: Sir
Hast. But, hy your leave, it never yet did hurt, Fal. What money is in my purse?
30 To lay down likelihoods, and forms of hope. Puge. Seven groats and two-pence.
Bard. Yes, in this present quality of war, * Fal. I can get no remedy against this consump
Indeed of instant action: A cause on foot tion of the purse: borrowing only lingers and lin- Lives so in hope, as in an early spring gers it out, but the disease is incurable.--Go bear We see the appraring buds; which, to prove fruit, this letter to my lord of Lancaster ; this to the 35 Hope gives not so inuch warrant, as despair, prince; this to the earl of Westmoreland; and That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build, this to old mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly We wirst survey the plot, then draw the model; sworn to marry since I perceiv'd the first white And when we see the figure of the house, hair on my chin: About it; you know where to Then must we rate the cost of the erection : find me. [Exit Page.] A pos of this gout! or, a 40 Which if we find outweighs ability, gout to tuis pox! for the one, or the other, plays What do we then, but draw anew the model the rogue with my great toe. It is no matter, if In fewer offices; or, at least, desist I do halt; I have the wars for my colour, and my To build at all? Much more in this great work, pension shall seem the more reasonable: A good..(Which is, almost, to pluck a kingdom down, wit will make use of any thing; I will turn dis- 45 And set another up) should we survey eases to commodity'.
[Erit. The plot of situation, and the model;
Consent upon a sure foundation;
Question surveyors; know our own estate,
How able such a work to undergo, Enter the Archbisbop of York, Lord Hastings, Thomas
50 To weigh against his opposite ; or else, Mowbray, (Earl Marshal) and Lord Bardolph.
We fortily in paper, and in figures, York. Thus have you heard our cause, and know Using the nanies of men instead of men: our means;
Like one that draws the model of a house And, my most noble friends, I pray you all, Beyond his power to build it; who, half through Speak plainly your opinions of our lopes: 55 Gives o'er, and leaves his part-created cost And first, lord inarshal, what say you to it? A naked subject to the weeping clouds, Mowb. I well allow the occasion of our arms; And waste for churlish winter's t
s tyranny. But gladly would be better satisfied,
Hast. Grant, that our hopes (yetlikely of fair birth) How, in our means, we should advance ourselves Should be still-born, and that we now possess'd To look with forehead bold and big enough 1301The very utnost man of expectation:
'i.e. May I never have my stomach inflamed again with liquor; to spit white, being the consequence of inward heat. * A quibble was probably here intended on the word cross, which meant a coin so called, because stamped with a cross, as well as a disappointment or trouble. A beetle wielded by three men. *i. e. unticipate my curses. i. e. profit, self-interesi.
I think, we are a body strong enough,
Their over-greedy love hath surfeited :Even as we are, to equal with the king.
Ju habitation giddy and unsure, Bard. What is the king but five and twenty Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart. thousand ?
(Bardolph. Othou fond many! with what loud applause Hast. To us, no more ; nay, not so much, lord 5 Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke, For his divisions, as the times do brawl,
Before he was what thou would'st have him be? Are in three heads: one power against the French, And being now trimm'd up in thine own desires, And one against Glendower; perforce, a third Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him, Must take up us : so is the unfirm king
That thou provok'st thyself to cast him up. In three divided; and his coffers sound 10 So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge With hollow poverty and emptiness. [together, Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard;
York. Thai he should draw his several strengths And now thou would'st eat thy dead vomit up, And come against us in full puissance,
And howl'st to find it. What trust is in these tiines? Need not be dreaded.
They that, when Richard liv’d, would havehim die, Hast. If he should do so,
15 Are now become enamour'd on his grave: Heleaves his back unarm’d, the Frenchand Welsh Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head, Baying him at the heels: never fear that. [ther? When through proud London he came sighing on
Bard. Who, is it like, should lead his forces hi- After the admired heels of Bolingbroke, Hast. Theduke of Lancaster, and Westmoreland: Cry'st now, earth, give us that king again, Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth:20 And take thou this ! 0 thoughts of inen accurst! But who is substituted 'gainst the French,
Past, and to come, seem best; things present, worst. I have no certain notice.
Mowb. Shall we go draw our numbers, and set York. Let us on;
on? And publish the occasion of our arms.
Hast. We are time's subjects, and time bids be The commonwealth is sick of their own choice,
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master Phang, hold him sure;-goodmaster Snare, A Street in London.
let him not 'scape. He comes continually to PyeEnter Hostess; Phang, and his boy, with her; 135 corner, (saving your manhoods) to buy a saddle ; and Snare following.
and he's indited to dinner to the lubbar's head in Host. MASTER Phang, have you enter'd the Lumbart-street, to master Smooth's the silkman: action ?
I pray ye, since my exion is enter'd, and my case Phang. It is enter'd.
so openly known to the world, let him be brought Host. Where is your yeoman? Isit a lusty yeo. 40 in to his answer. A hundred mark is a long loan man will a' stand to it?
for a poor lone woman' to bear: and I have Phang. Sirrah, where's Snare?
borne, and borne, and borne; and have been Host. O Lord, ay; good master Snare. fub'd off, and fub'd otf, froin this day to that day, Snare. Here, here.
that it is a shame to be thought on. There is no Phang. Snare, we must arrest sir John Falstaff. 45/ honesty in such dealing; unless a woman should Host. Ay, good master Snare; I have enter's be made an ass, and a beast, to bear every him and all.
knave's wrong. Snare. It
may chance cost some of us our lives, Enter Sir John Falstaff, Bardolph, and the Page. for he will stab.
Yonder he comes; and that arrant malınsey-nose Host. Alas the day! take heed of him: he stabb’d 50 knave, Bardolph, with him. Do your offices, do me in mine own house, and that most beastly: he your offices, master Phang, and master Snare ; cares not what mischiet he doth, if his weapon bel do me, do me, do me your offices. out: he will foin like any devil; he will spare
Fal. How now? who's mare's dead? what's neither man, woman, nur child.
the matter? Phang. If I can close with birn, I care not for 55 Phang. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of his thrust.
mistress Quickly. Host. No, nor I neither; I'll be at
elbow.) Ful. Away, 'varlets !--Draw, Bardolph; cut Phang. An I but fist him once; an he come me off the villain's head; throw the quean in the but within my vice';
kennel. Host. I am undone by his going; I warrant you, 60 Host. Throw me in the kennel? I'll throw thee he's an infinitive thing upon my score:-Good in the kennel. Wilt thou? wilt thou ? thou bas
'Vice or grasp; a metaphor taken from a smith's vice. ? Perhaps a corruption of the Libbard's. head. 3 A lone zomun is a desolate unfriended woman. : That is, red nose, from the effect of Malmsey wine.
tardly rogue!-Murder, murder ! O thou honey: llong they should call me madam? And didst thou suckle' villain: wilt thou kill God's officers, and not kiss me, and bid me fetch thee thirty shillings! the king's? O thou honey-seed' rogue! thou art put thee vow to thy book-oath; deny it, if thou a honey-seed; a man-queller, and a woman- canst. queller.
5 Fal. My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she Fal. Keep them off, Bardolph.
ays, up and down the town, that her eldest son is Phang. A rescue! a rescue!
luke you: she hath been in good case, and, the Host. Good people, bring a rescue or two.-- truth is, poverty hath distracted her. But for Thou wo't, wo't thou? thou wo't, wo't thou: these foolish officers, I beseech you, I may have do, do, thou rogue ! thou hemp-seed!
10 redress against them. Ful. Away, you scullion! you rampallian?! Ch. Just. Sir John, Sir John, I am well acyou fustilarian?! I'll tickle your catastrophe. quainted with your manner of wrenching the true Enter the Chief Justice, attended.
cause the false way. It is not a contident brow, Ch. Just. What's the matter? keep the peace nor the throng of words that come with such more here, ho!
15 than impudent sawciness from you, can thrust me Host. Good my lord, be good to me! I beseech from a level consideration ; I know you have you, stand to me!
practis'd upon the easy-yielding spirit of this woCh. Just. How now, Sir John? what are you iman, and made her serve your uses both in purse
brawling here? Doth this become your place, your time, and bu-20 Host. Yes, in troth, my lord. siness?
Ch.Just. Prythee peace:-Pay her the debt you You should have been well on your way to York.- owe her, and unpay the villainy you have done Stand from him, fellow: Wherefore hang'st thou her; the one you may do with sterling money, on him?
and the other with current repentance. Host. Omy most worshipfullord, an' please your 25 Fal. My lord, I will not undergo this sneap grace, I am a poor widow of East-cheap, and be without reply. You call honourable boldness, is arrested at my suit.
impudent sawciness : if a man will make curt'sy, Ch. Just. For what sum?
and say nothing, he is virtuous: No, my lord, my Host. It is more than for some, my lord ; it is humble duty remember'd, ! will not be your for all, all I have: he hath eaten me out of house 30 suitor; I say to you, I do desire deliverance from and home; he hath put all my substance into that these officers, being upon hasty employment in fat belly of his:--but I will have some of it out the king's affairs. again, or I'll ride thee o'nights, like the mare. Ch. Just. You speak as having power to do
Fal. I think, I am as like to ride the mare, if wrong: but answer in the effect of your reputaI have any vantage of ground to get up.
35 tion', and satisfy the poor woman. Ch. Just. How comes this, Sir John? Fie! Fal. Come hither, hostess. [Taking her aside. what man of good temper would endure this tem
Entir a Messenger. pest of exclamation? Are you not ashani’d to en- Ch. Just. Now, master Gower; What news? Torce a poor widow to so rough a course to come Gower. Theking, my lord, and Henry prirce of by her own?
40 Are near at hand: the rest the paper tells. [Wales Fal. What is the gross sum that I owe thee? Fal. As I am a gentleman,
Host. Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thy- Host. Nay, you said so before. self, and the money too. Thou didst swear to me Fal. As I am a gentleman ;--Come, no more upon a parcel-gilt goblet", sitting in my Dolphin- words of it. chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, on 45 Host. By this heavenly ground I tread on, I Wednesday in Whitsun-week, when the prince must be fain to pau'n both my plate, and the tabroke thy head for likening his father to a singing- pestry of my dining-chambers. man of Windsor; thou didst swear to me then, as Ful. Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking: and I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make for thy walls,-a pretty slight droilery, or the me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did no 50 story of the prodigal, or the German hunting in goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then, water-work", is worth a thousand of these bed. and call me gossip Quickly: coming in to borrow hangings, and these fiy-bitten tapestries. Let it a mess of vinegar; telling us, she had a good be ten pound if thou canst. Come, if it were not dish of prawns; whereby thou didst desire to eat for thy humours, there is not a better wench in some: whereby I told thee, they were ill for a 55 England. Go, wash thy face, and draw thy action: green wound? And didst thou not, when she was come, thou must not be in this humour with me; gone down stairs, desire me to be no more so fa- do'st not know me? Come, come, I know thou miliarity with such poor people; saying, that ere wast set on to this.
The landlady's corruption of homicidal and homicide. ? Meaning perhaps, you ramping riotous strumpet, speaking to the hostess. * Addressing himself to the officer, whose weapon of defence is a cudgel (from fustos, a club), not being entitled to wear a sword. parcel-gilt goblet is a goblet only gilt over, not of solid gold. A mess seems in those days to have been a cominon terin for a small proportion of any thing belonging to the kitchen. • Sneap siguities check. That is, in a Danner suitable to your character. e i. e, in water colours.
Host. Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty fremember thy name? or to know thy face tonobles; I ara loih to pawn my plate, in good morrow? or to take note how many pair of silk earnest, la.
stockings' thou hast; viz. these, and those that Fal. Let it alone; I'll make other shist; you'll were the peach-colour'd ones? or to bear the inbe a fool still.
5 ventory of thy shirts; as, one for superfluity, and Host. Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my one other for use?-But that, the tennis-courtgown. I hope, y u'll come to supper: You'll pay keeper knows better than I; for it is a low ebb of me all together?
linen with thee, when thou keepest not racket Fal. Will ( live?-Go, with her, with her; there; as thou hast not done a great while, behook on, hook on.
[To the Officers. 10 cause the rest of thy low-countries have made a Host. Will you have Doll Tear-sheet meet you shift to eat up thy holland: and God knows, wheat supper?
ther those that bawl out the ruins of thy linen, shall Fal. No more words; let's have her.
inherit his kingdom : but the midwives say, the [Ereunt Hostess, Bardolph, Officers, 8c. children are not in the fauit; whereupon the world Ch. Just. I have heard better news.
15 encreases, and kindreds are mightily strengthen'd. Fal. What's the news, my good lord?
Poins. How ill it follows, after you have laCh. Just. Where lay the king last night?
bour'd so hard, you should talk so idly! Tell me, Gower. At Basingstoke, my lord.
how many good young princes would do so, their Ful. I hope, my lord, all's well: What's the fathers being so sick as yours at this time is? news, my lord ?
201 P. Henry. Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins ? Ch. Just. Come all his forces back?
Poins. Yes; and let it be an excellent good thing. Gower. No; titteen hundred toot, five hundred P. Henry. It shall serve among wits of no higher hone,
breeding than thine. Are marchi'd up to my lord of Lancaster,
Poins. Goto; I stand the push of your one thing Against Northumberiand and the archbishop. 125 that
will tell. Ful. Comes the king back from Wales, my no- P. Henry. Why, I tell thee,—it is not meet that ble lord?
I should be sad, now my father is sick: albeit I Ch. Just. You shall have letters of me presently: could tell to thee, (as to one it pleases me, for Come, go along with me, good master Gower. fault of a better, to call my friend) I could be sad, Fal. My lord!
30 and sad indeed too. Ch. Just. What's the matter?
Poins. Very hardly, upon such a subject. Fal. Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me P. Henry. By this hand, thou think'st me as far to dinner?
in the devil's book, as thou, and Falstatt, for obGower. I must wait upon my good lord here: 1 duracy, and presistency: Let the end try the man. thank you, good Sir John.
35 But I tell thee,-my heart bleeds inwardly, that Ch. Just. Sir John, you loiter here too long, be- my father is so sick: and keeping such vile coming you are to take soldiers up in countiesas you go. pany as thou art, hath in reason taken from me
Ful. Will you sup with me, master Gower? all ostentation of sorrow.
Poins. The reason? manners, Sir John?
P. Henry. What would thou think of me, if Fal. Master Gower, if they become me not, he
I should weep? was a fool that taught them me.-This is the righi Poins. I would think thee a most princely hyfencing grace, my lord; tap for tap, and so part tair. Ipocrite.
Ch. Just. Now the Lord lighten thee! thou art P. Henry. It would be every inan's thought : a great fool.
[Excunt 45 and thou art a blessed fellow, to think as every SCENE II.
man thinks: never a man's thought in the world Continues in London.
keeps the road-way better than thine: every man
would think me an hypocrite indeed. And what Enter Prince Henry und Poins.
accites your most worshipful thought to think so? P. Henry. Trust me, I am exceeding weary. 50! Poins. Why, because you have been so lewd,
Poins. Is it come to that? I had thought, wea- ind so much engrailed to Falstaff. riness durst not have attach'd one of su high bloori P. Henry. And to thee.
P. Henry. 'Faith, it does me; though it disco Poins. Nay, by this light, I am well spoken of, lours the complexion of my greatness to acknow- I can hear it with my own ears: the worst that ledge it. Doth it not shew vilely in me, to desire they can say of me is, ihat I am a second brother, small-beer?
and that I am a proper a fellow of my hands; and Poins. Why, a prince should not be so loosely those two things, I confess, I cannot help. Look, studied, as to remember so weak a composition. look, here comes Bardolph.
P. Henry. Belike then, my appetite was not P. Henry. And the boy that I gave Falstaff: he princely got; for, in troth, I do now remember/60 had him from me christian; and see, if the fat vilthe poor creature, small-beer. But, indeed, these lain have not transform'd him ape. humble considerations make me out of love with
Enter Bardolph, and Page, my greatness. What a disgrace is it to me, to Bard. 'Save your grace!
j. e. shew. * A tall or proper fellow of his hands was a stout fighting man.