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in East-cheap, there I'll sup. Farewel.

Were, as he says, not with such strength deny'd, Poins. Farewel, my lord. [Erit Poins. As is deliver'd to your majesty: · P. Henry. I know you all, and will a while up- Either envy, therefore, or misprision The unyok'd humour of your idleness: [hold Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Yet herein will I imitate the sun;

| Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. Who doth permit the base contagious cloads But, I remember, when the tight was done, To smother up his beauty from the world,

When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, That when he please again to be himself

Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists 110 Fresh as a bridegroom; and bis chin new reap'd, Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.

Shew'd like a stubble land at harvest-home: If all the year were playing holidays,

He was perfumed like a milliner; To sport would be as tedious as to work;

And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held But when they seldom come, they wish'd-for come, A pouncet-box“, which ever and anon And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. 15 He gave his nose, and took't away again ;So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, | Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, And pay the debt I never promised,

Took it in snuff*:--and still he smil'd, and talk'd; By how much better than my word I am,

And, as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes';

He call'd them-intaught knaves, uninannerly, And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, 20 To bring a slovenly uphandsome corse My reformation, glittering o'er my fault,

Betwixt i he wind and his nobility. Shall shew more goodly, and attract more eyes, With many holiday and lady terins Than that which hath no soil to set it off.

He question'd me; among the rest, demanded I'll so offend, to make offence a skill;

My prisoners, in your majesty's behalf. Redeeming time, when men think least I will. 25 I then, all smarting, with my wounds being cold,

[Erit. To be so pester'd with a popinjay, SCENE III.

Out of my grief and my impatience,

Answer'd, neglectingly, I know not what ;
An Apartment in the Palace.

He should,or he should not;—for he made me mad, Enter King Henry, Northumberland, Worcester,30 To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet,

Hotspur, Sir Walter Blunt, and others. And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman, (mark!) K. Henry. My blood hath beeu too cold and Of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the temperate,

And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth
Unapt to stir at these indignities,

Was parmacity, for an inward bruise;
And you have found me; tor, accordingly, 35 And that it was great pity, so it was,
You tread upon my patience: but, be sure, That villainous salt-petre should be digg'd
I will from henceforth rather be myself,

Out of the bowels of the harmless earth,
Mighty, and to be fear'd, than my condition, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd
Which hath been smooth asoil, soft as young down, So cowardly; and, but for these vile guus,
And therefore lost that title of respect,

|40|He would himself have been a soldier. Which the proud soul ue'er pays but tothe proud. This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord,

Wor.Our house,in y sovereign liege, little deserves! I auswerd indirectly, as I said:
The scourge of greatness to be us'd on it;

And, I beseech you, let not his report
And that same greatness too which our own hands! Come current for an accusation,
Have holp to make so portly.

45 Betwixt my love and your high majesty. [lord, North. My lord,

Blunt. The circumstance consider'd, good my K.Henry. Worcester, get thee gone, for I do see Whatever Harry Percy then had said, Danger and disobedience in thine eye:

To such a person, and in such a place, O, sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory, At such a time, with all the rest retold, And majesty might never yet endure

50 May reasonably die, and never rise The moody frontier' of a servant brow.

To do him wrong, or any way impeach You have good leave to leave us; when we need! What then he said, so he unsay it now. Your use and counsel, we shall send for you. IK. Henry. Wly, yet he doth deny his prisoners; .

[Exit l'orcester. But with proviso, and exception, You were about to speak. [To Northumberland. 55 That we, at our own charge, shall ransom straight North. Yea, iny good lord.

His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer; Those prisoners in your highness' name demanded, Who, on my soul, hath wilfully betray'd Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took, 1 The lives of those, that he did lead to fight

'i. e. exceed men's erpectations. ?j. e. I will from henceforth rather put on the character that becomes me, and exert the resentinent of an injured king, than still continue in the inactivity and mildness of my natural disposition. Moody is angry. Frontier was anciently used for forehead. * A small box for musk and other perfumes then in fashion; the lid of which, being cut with open work, gave it its name ; from po no oner, to prick, pierce, or engrave. Snuff is equivocally used for anger, aud a powder taken up the nose. A popinjay is a parrot.

Against

Against the great magician, damn'd Glendower;, North. Brother, the king hath made yournepher Whose daughter, as we lear, the earl of March

mad.

[To Iorcester. Hath lately marry'd. Shall our coffers then

Wor. Who struck this heat up after I was gode: Be empty'd, to redeem a traitor home? .

Hot. He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners: Shall we buy treason? and indent with fears', 5 And when I urg'd the ransom once again When they have lost and forfeited themselves? Of my wife's brother, then his cheek look'd pale; No, on the barren mountains let him starve; And on my face he turn'd an eve of death, For I shall never hold that man my friend,

Tiembling even at the name of Mortuner.
Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost | Wor. Icannot blamebim; Was he not proclaim'd,
To ransom home revolted Mortimer.

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110 By Richard that is dead, the next in bood?

" Hot. Revolted Mortimer!

North. He was; I heard the proclamation: He never did fall off, my sovereign liege,

And then it was, when the unhappy king But by the chance of war :-to prove that true, 1 kWhose wrongs in us God pardon !) did set forth Needs no more but onetongue,for all those wounds,'Upon his Irish expedition; 'Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took,115 From whence he, intercepted, did return When, on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank, To be depos'd, and, shortly, murdered. In single opposition, hand to hand,

Wor. And for whose death, we in the world's He did confound the best part of an hour

wide mouth In changing hardiment with great Glendower: Live scandaliz'd, and foully spoken of. (then Three times they breath'd, and three times did 20 Hot. But, soft, I pray you; Did King Richard they drink,

(Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood;

Heir to the crown?
Who then, atfrighted with their bloody looks, North. He did; myself did hear it.
Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds,

Hot. Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king, And hid his crispa head in the hollow bank 25 That wish'd him on the barren mountains siarv'd. Blood-stained with these valiant combatants. But shall it be, that you, that set the crown Never did bare and rotten policy

| Upon the head of this forgetful man ; Colour her working with such deadly wounds; And, for his sake, wear the detested blot Nor never could the noble Mortimer

Of murd'rous subornation,-shall it be, Receive so many, and all willingly :

130 That you a world of curses undergo; Then let him not be slander'd with revolt.

Being the agents, or base second means, K. Henry. Thou dost belie bim, Percy, thou The cords, the ladder, or the hangman ratherdost belie him,

0, pardon me, that I descend so low, Me never did encounter with Glendower;

To shew the line, and the predicament,
I tell thee, he durst as well have met the devil alone, 35 Wherein you range under this subtle king. -
As Owen Glendower for an enemy.

Shall it, for shame, be spoken in these days,
Art not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth

Or till up cronicles in time to come,
Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer:

That men of your nobility, and power,
Send me your prisoners with the speediest means, Did 'gage them both in an unjust behalf,
Or you shall hear in such a kind from me 40.1s both of you, God pardon it! have done,-
As will displease you. My lord Northumberland,l To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
We licence your departure with your son:

And plant this thorn, this canker*, Bolingbroke? Send us your prisoners, or you'll hear of it. And shall it, in more shame, be further spoken,

[Erit King Henry. That you are fool'd, discarded, and shook off Hot. And if the devil come and roar for them, 45 By him, for whom these shames ye underwent? I will not send them :-I will after straight, No; yet time serves, wherein you may redeem And tell him so; for I will ease my heart,

Your banish'd honours, and restore yourselves Although it be with hazard of my head.

Into the good thoughts of the world again: North. Wlat, drunk with choler? stay, and Revenge the jeering, and disdain'd' contempt, pause a while ;

50 Of this proud king; who studies, day and night, Here comes your uncle.

To answer all the debt he owes to you,
Re-enter Worcester.

Even with the bloody payment of your deaths. · Hot. Speak of Mortimer?

Therefore, I say, Yes, I will speak of hin, and let my soul

Wor. Peace, cousin, say no more: 'Want mercy, if I do not join with him:

55 And now I will unclasp a secret book,
Yea, on his part, I'll empty all these veins, And to your quick-conceiving discontents
And shed my dear blood drop by drop i' the dust, I'll read you matter, deep, and dangerous;
But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer

As full of peril, and advent'rous spirit,
As high i' the air as this unthankful king,

As to o'er-walk a current, roaring loud, As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke. ToolOn the unsteadfast footing of a spears.

* The reason why he says, bargain and article with fears, meaning with Mortimer, is, because he supposed Mortimer had wilfully betrayed his own forces to Glendower, out of fear, as appears from his bext speech. ? i. e, curled. 3i. e. an eye menacing death. * The canker-rose is the dogsuse. i. e. disdainful, i. e. of a spear laid across.

Hot.

Hot.If he fall in good night:-orsink or swim:- North. At Berkley castle. Send danger from the east unto the west,

Hot. You say true:So honour cross it from the north to south,

Why, what a candy'd deal of courtesy And let them grapple;-0! the blood more stirs, This fawning greyhound then did proffer me! Torouze a lion, than to start a hare.

5 Look, when his infunt fortune came to age, North. Imagination of some great exploit And, -gentle Harry Percy,-and, kind cousin,-Drives him beyond the bounds of patience. 10, the devil take such cozeners!-- God forgive

Hot. By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, Good uncle, tell your tale, for I have done.[me! To pluck' bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon; Wor. Nay, if you have not, to't again ; Or dive into the bottom of the deep,

10 We'll stay your leisure. Where fathon-line could never touch the ground, Hot. I have done, i' faith. And pluck up drowned honour by the locks'; | Wor. Then once more to your Scottish prisoners. So he, that doth redeem her thence, might wear, Deliver them up without their ransom straight, Without corrival, all her dignities:

And make the Douglas' son your only mean But out upon this half-fac'd fellowship! . 15 for powers in Scotland; which, --for divers Wor. He apprehends a world of figures here,

reasons, . But not the form of what he should attend. Which I shall send you written, be assurd, Good cousin, give me audience for a while. Willeasily be granted.--You,my lord,--[ToNorth. Hot. I cry you mercy.

Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd, Wor. Those same noble Scots,

20 Shall secretly into the bosom creep That are your prisoners,

Of that same noble prelate, well beloy'd,
Hot. I'll keep them all;

The archbishop.
By heaven, he shall not have a Scot of them; Hot. Of York, is't not ?
No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not: Wor. True: who bears hard
I'll keep them, by this hand.

25 His brother's death at Bristol, the lord Scroop, Wor. You start away,

I speak not this in estimation', And lend no ear unto my purposes.-

As what I think might be, but what I know Those prisoners you shall keep.

Is ruminated, plotted, and set down; Hot. Nay, I will; that's flat:

And only stays but to behold the face He said, he would not ransom Mortimer; 130 Of that occasion that shall bring it on. Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer;

Hot. I smell it; upon my life, it will do well. But I will find him when he lies asleep,

North. Before the game's afoot, thou still let'st And in his ear I'll holla-Mortimer!

slipo. Nay, I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak Hot. Why, it cannot chuse but be a noble plot: Nothing but Mortimer, and give it him, 135| And then the power of Scotland, and of York, To keep his anger still in motion.

To join with Mortimer, ha? Wor. Hear you, cousin ; a word.

Wor. And so they shall. Hot. All studies here I solemnly defy?,

Hot. In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd. Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke: Wor. And 'tis not little reason bids us speed, And that same sword-and-buckler prince of 40 To save our heads by raising of a head': Wales',

For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
But that I think his father loves him not,

The king will always think him in our debt;
And would be glad he inet with some mischance, And think we think ourselves unsatisfy'd,
I'd have him poison'd with a pot of ale*.

'Till he hath found a time to pay us home.
Wor. Farewel, kinsman! I will talk to you, 45 And see already, how he doth begin
When you are better temper'd to attend.

To make us strangers to his looks of love. North. Why, what a wasp-stung and impa. Hot. Ile does, he does; we'll be reveng'd on him. tient fool

Ilor. Cousin, farewel:-No further go in this, Art thou, to break into this woman's mood; I Than I by letters shall direct your course. Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own? 50 When time is ripe, (which will be suddenly) Hot. Wby, look you, I am whipp's and scourg'd I'll steai to Glendower, and lord Mortimer; with rods,

Where you and Douglas, and our powers at once, Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear As I will fashion it) shall happily meet, Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.

|To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms, In Richard's time,- What do you call the place?-55 Which now we hold at much uncertainty. A plague upon't !-it is in Glostershire;

North. Farewel, good brother: We shall thrive, 'Twas where the mad-cap duke his uncle kept

I trust. His uncle York; where I first bow'd my knee Hot. Uncle, adieu :-0, let the hours be short, Unto this king of smiles, this Boling broke, I Till tields, and blows, and groans applaud our When you and he came back from Ravenspurg. 100

sport!

[Ereunt.

i Warburton thinks, that “this is probably a passage from some bombast play, and afterwards used as a common burlesque phrase for attempting impossibilities. ? i. e. refuse. A turbulent fellow, who fought in taverns, or raised disorders in the streets, was called a szash-buckler. * Alluding, probably, to a low coinpany (elrinkers of ale) with whom the prince spent so much of his time.. ie..comecture. To let slip, is to loose the greyhound. ?i. e. a body of forces.

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SCENE I.

Gads. I prythee, lend me thine.
An Inn Yard at Rochester.

2 Car. Ay, when, canst tell?—Lend me thy

I llanthorn, quoth a ?-marty,l'll see thee hang'd first. Enter a Carrier, with a lanthorn in his hand. Gads. Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to i Car. HEIGH ho! An't be not four by the 5 come to London?

11 day, I'll be hang'd: Charles' wain is 2 Car. Time enough to go to bed with a candle, over the new chimney, and yet our horse not! I warrant thee.-Come, neighbour Mugges, we'll pack'd. What, ostler!

I call up the gentlemen; they will along with comOst. [Within.] Anon, anon.

pany, for they have great charge. [Ěxeunt Car. i Car. I pr’ythee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle, put a 10

"Enter Chamberlain. few tlocks in the point; the poor jade is wrung in | Gads. What, ho! chamberlain ! the withers out of all cess'.

Cham. At hand, quoth pick-purses.
Enter another Carrier.

Il Gads. That's even as fair as-at hand, quoth - 2 Car. Pease and beans are as dank? here as a the chamberlain : for thou variest no more from dog, and that is the next way to give poor jades the 15 picking of purses, than giving direction doth from bots': this house is turu'd upside down, since Ro-l labouring; thou lay'st the plot how. bin ostler dy'd.

Cham. Good morrow, Master Gad-bill. It I Car. Poor fellow! never joy'd since the price holds current, that I told you yesternight: There's of oats rose ; it was the death of him.

la franklinó in the wild of Kent, hath brought 2 Car. I think, this be the most villainous house in 20 three hundred marks with him in gold; I heard all London road for fleas: I am stung like atench. him tell it to one of his company, last night at sup

1 Car. Like a tench? by the mass, there is ne'er Sper; a kind of auditor; one that hath abundange a king in Christendom could be better bit than 1] Tof charge too, God knows what. They are up have been since the first cock.

already, and call for eggs and butter: They will 2 Car. Why, they will allow us ne'er a jourden, 25 away presently. and then we leak' in your chimney; and your | Gads. Sirrah, if they meet not with saint Nichamber-lie breeds fleas like a loach*

cholas' clerks, I'll give thee this neck. • 1 Car.What, ostler! come away, and be hang’d, Cham. No, l’H none of it: I prythee, keep come away.

1 Ithat for the hanginan; for, I know, thou wor· 2 Car. I have a gammon of bacon, and two 30 ship’st saint Nicholas as truly as a man of falsbood razes of ginger, to be deliver'd as far as Charing- may. cross.

Gads. What talk'st thou to me of the hangman? i Car. 'Odsbody! the turkies in my pannier arel If I hang, I'll make a fat pair of gallows : for, if quite stary'd.—What,ostler!-A plaugue on thee! I hang, old sir John hangs with me; and, thou hast thou nevéran eyein thy head? canst not hear? 35 know'st, he's no starveling. Tut! there are other An 'twere not as good a deed as drink, to break Trojans that thou dream'st not of, the which, the pate of thee, I am a very villain.-Come, and for sport-sake, are content to do the profession be hang'd:-Hast no faith in thee?

some grace; that would, if matters should be Enter Gadshilla

look'd into, for their own credit sake, make all Gads. Good morrow, carriers. What's o'clock:/40 whole. I am join'd with no foot land-rakers', Cur. I think, it be two o'clock.

no long-stats, six-penny strikers; done of these Gads. I pr'ythee, lend me thy lantborn, to see mad, mustachio, purple-hu'd malt-worms: but my gelding in the stable.

with nobility, and tranquillity; burgomasters, and 1 Cur. Nay, soft, I pray ye; I knot a trich great oneyerslo: such as can hold in; such as worth two of that, i' faith.

15 will strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner

than

. 'j. e. out of all measure; the phrase being taken from a cess, tax, or subsidy; which being by regular and moderate rates, when any thing was exorbitant, or out of measure, it was said to be out of all cess. : ?i. e. wet, rotten. 3 Bots are worms in the stomach of a horse. . • War. burton explains this by a Scotch word loch, a lake; while Mr. Steevens thinks that the carrier means to saytleas as big as a loach, i. e. resembling the fish so called, in size. This is a proverbial expression often used in the writings of that time, where the cant of low conversation is preserved. Franklin is a little gentleman. St. Nicholas was the patron saint of scholars: and Nicholas, or Old Nick, is a cant name for the devil. Hence he equivocally calls robbers, St. Nicholas' ckrks. Trojan, in this and other passages of our author's plays, has a cant signification, and perhaps was only a more creditable terin for a thief. ' i. e. with no padders, no wanderers on foot. No long-staff, sir-penny strikers,-nofellows that infest the roads with long staffs, and knock men down for six-pence. None of these mud, mustachio, purple-lu'd mult-worms,-none of those whose faces are red with drinking ale. 10 Mr. Tlicobald substituted for oncyers, moneyers, which he says might either allude to an officer of the mint, or to bankers, and his emendation was adopted by Warbur. ton. Dr. Johnson thinks no change is gecessary ; " Gadshill tells the chamberlain that he is joined than drink, and drink sooner than pray: And! (I am the veriest varlet that ever chew'd with a yet I lie ; for they pray continually unto their tooth. Eight yards of uneven ground is threescore saint, the commonwealth ; or, rather, not pray| and ten miles afoot with me; and the stony-hearted to her, but prey on her; for they ride up and villains know it well enough: A plague upon't, down on her, and make her their boots.

5 when thieves cannot be true one to another! [they Cham. What, the common-wealth their boots: zchistle.] Whew!-a plague upon you all! Give will she hold out water in foul way?

me my horse, you rogues; give me my horse, Gads. She will, she will ; justice hath liquor'd and be hang'd. her. We steal as in a castle, cock-sure; we havel P. Hen. Peace, ye fat-guts! lye down; lay the receipt of fern-seed', we walk invisible. 10 thine ear close to the ground, and list of thou

Chum. Nay, by my faith; I think, you are canst hear the tread of travellers. more beholden to the night, than to fern-seed, for I Fal. Have you any levers to lift me up again, your walking invisible.

being down? 'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own tiesh Gads. Give me thy hand : thou shalt have also far afoot again, for all the coin in thy father's share in our purchase-, as I am a true man. 115 exchequer. What a plague mean ye, to colti

Cham, Nay, rather let me have it, as you are me thus? a false thief.

|| P. Hen. Thou liest, thou art not colted, thou Guds. Go to; Homo is a common name to ali

art uncolted. men.-Bid the ostler bring my gelding out of the Ful. I prythee, good prince Hal, help me to stable. Farewel, you muddy knave. (Exeunt. 20 my horse; good hing's son.. SCENE II.

P. Hen. Out, you rogue! shall I be your ostler?

Ful. Go hang thyselt in thy own heir-apparent The road by Gads-hill.

Igarters! If I be ta’en, I'll peach for this." An I Enter Prince Henry, Poins, and Peto. I have not ballads made of you all, and sung to Poins. Come, shelter, shelter: I have removj|25|filthy tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison: When Falstait's horse, and he frets like a gumın'd velvet. Ja jest is

Ja jest is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it. P. Henry. Stand close.

Enter Gadshill.

Gads. Stand.
Enter Falstaff.

Fal. So I do, against my will.
Fal. Poins ! Poins, and be hang'd; Poins ! 30 Poins. 0, 'tis our setter; I know his voice.

P. Henry. Peace, ye fat-kidney'd rascal; What Burd. What news? a brawling dost thou keep!

Gads. Case ve, case ye ; on with your visors; Fal. What, Poins! Hal!

there's inoney of the hing's coming down the hill, P. Henry. He is walk'd up to the top of the hill; 'tis going to the king's exchequer. I'll go seek him.

35 Fal. You lie, you rogue; 'tis going to the king's Fal. I am accurst to rob in that thief's compa- tavern. ny: the rascal hath remov'd my horse, and ty'd Gads. There's enough to make us all. him I know not where. If I travel but four foot Fal. To be hang'd. by the square further afoot, I shall break my P. Hen. Sirs, you four shall front them in the wind. Well, I doubt not but to die a fair death 40 narrow lane; Ned Poins, and I, will walk lower: for all this, if I 'scape hanging for killing that if they’scape from your encounter, then they light rogue. I have forsworn his company hourly any on us. time this two-and-twenty year, and vet I am be- Peto. But how many be there of them? witch'd with the rogue's company. It the rascall Gads. Some eight, or ten. have not given me medicines to makem love him, 451 Fal. Zounds! will they not rob us? I'll be hang'd; it could not be else; I have drunk P. Ilun. What, a coward, Sir John Paunch! medicines.—Poins !-Hal!-a plague upon vou Fal. Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your both; Bardolph !--Peto!-I'll starve ere I'll rob grandfatlier; but yet no coward, Hal. a foot further. An 'twere not as good a deed as P. Hen. Well, we leave that to the proof. drink, to turn true man, and to leave these rogues, 1501 Poins. Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the

with no mean wretches, but with burgomasters and great ones, or, as he terms them in merriment by a cant termination, great oneyjers, or greut-one-l'ers, as we say privateer, auctinneer, circuitcer.” Mr. Malone explains the word thus: “ By onyers (for so I believe the word ought to be written) I understand pub'ic accountants ; men possessed of large sums of money belonging to the state.--It is the course of the Court of Exchequer, when the sheriit makes up his accounts for issues, amerciaments, and mesne profits, to set upon his head o. ni. which denotes oneratur nisi habcat sufficientem exonerationen: he thereupon becomes the king's debtor, and the parties peraraile (as they are termed in law) for whom he answers, become his stebtors, and are discharged as with respect to the king. To settle accounts in this manner, is still called in the Exchequer to ony; and from hence Shakspeare seems to have formed the word onyers.

· Alluding to some strange properiies formerly ascribed to this plant. 'Purchase was anciently the cant term for stolen goods. Four foot by the square is probably no more than four foot by a rul:. To colt, is to tuol, to trick; but the Prince taking it in another sense, opposes it by uncolt, that is, unhorse.

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