wife good corporal, be patient here. mine host Pistol! How now, Pist. Base tike, call'st thou me host? Host. No, by my troth, not long; for we cannot lodge and board a dozen or fourteen gentlewomen that live honestly by the prick of their needles, but it will be thought we keep a bawdy house straight. [Nym and Pistol draw.] O well a day, Lady, if he be not drawn now! we shall see wilful adultery and murder committed. Bard. Good lieutenant! good corporal! offer nothing here. Nym. Pish! Pist. Pish for thee, Iceland dog! thou prickear'd cur of Iceland! Host. Good Corporal Nym, show thy valour, and put up your sword. Nym. Will you shog off? I would have you solus. Pist. 'Solus,' egregious dog? O viper vile! I do retort the 'solus' in thy bowels; For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up, And flashing fire will follow. Nym. I am not Barbason; you cannot conjure 31. tike, cur. 39. drawn; Theobald's probable emendation for Ff 'hewn.' 44. Iceland dog, white, longhaired dogs, in favour with ladies as lapdogs. 47. shog off, be packing. 30 40 50 50. mervailous; Pistol affects an archaic accent in the highsounding word. 55. take, take fire. 57. Barbason, the name of a fiend. me. I have an humour to knock you indifferently well. If you grow foul with me, Pistol, I will scour you with my rapier, as I may, in fair terms: 60 if you would walk off, I would prick your guts a little, in good terms, as I may: and that's the humour of it. Pist. O braggart vile and damned furious The grave doth gape, and doting death is near; Bard. Hear me, hear me what I say: he that Pist. An oath of mickle might; and fury shall abate. Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give: Thy spirits are most tall. Nym. I will cut thy throat, one time or other, in fair terms: that is the humour of it. Pist. 'Couple a gorge!' That is the word. I thee defy again. O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse to get? And from the powdering-tub of infamy 70 80 80. lazar kite of Cressid's kind; Troilus' faithless mistress Cressida, according to Henryson's Testament of Creseide, ended her days as a leper in the 'spital. The phrase 'kite of Cressid's kind' had already been used by Gascoigne. Enter the Boy. Boy. Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master, and you, hostess: he is very sick, and would to bed. Good Bardolph, put thy face between his sheets, and do the office of a warming-pan. Faith, he's very ill. Bard. Away, you rogue! Host. By my troth, he'll yield the crow a pudding one of these days. The king has killed his heart. Good husband, come home presently. [Exeunt Hostess and Boy. Bard. Come, shall I make you two friends? We must to France together: why the devil should we keep knives to cut one another's throats? Pist. Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for food howl on! Nym. You'll pay me the eight shillings I won of you at betting? Pist. Base is the slave that pays. Nym. That now I will have: that's the humour of it. Pist. As manhood shall compound: push home. [They draw. Bard. By this sword, he that makes the first thrust, I'll kill him; by this sword, I will. Pist. Sword is an oath, and oaths must have their course. Bard. Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friends, be friends: an thou wilt not, why, then, be enemies with me too. Prithee, put up. 90 100 Nym. I shall have my eight shillings I won of 110 you at betting? 100. Base is the slave that pays; probably a play - house IIO, III. omitted in Nym's speech is scrap. accident. Pist. A noble shalt thou have, and present pay; And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood: Unto the camp, and profits will accrue. Nym. I shall have my noble? Pist. In cash most justly paid. Nym. Well, then, that's the humour of't. Re-enter Hostess. Host. As ever you came of women, come in quickly to Sir John. Ah, poor heart! he is so shaked of a burning quotidian tertian, that it is most lamentable to behold. Sweet men, come to him. Nym. The king hath run bad humours on the knight; that's the even of it. Pist. Nym, thou hast spoke the right; His heart is fracted and corroborate. Nym. The king is a good king: but it must be as it may; he passes some humours and careers. Pist. Let us condole the knight; for, lambkins, we will live. 112. A noble; i.e. six shillings and eightpence. 115. Nym; a play on the sense nimming,' 'theft. 124. quotidian tertian, for quotidian or tertian fever. 128. the even of it, just what it is. 130. fracted, broken. 120 130 corroborate (used in a blundering way), probably for corrupted. 132. passes careers, indulges in sallies of wit; to pass careers' was a phrase of horsemanship, meaning to gallop to and fro. SCENE II. Southampton. A council-chamber. Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND. Bed. 'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust these traitors. Exe. They shall be apprehended by and by. West. How smooth and even they do bear themselves! As if allegiance in their bosoms sat, Bed. The king hath note of all that they intend, Exe. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious favours, That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell Trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY, SCROOP, K. Hen. Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard. My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham, And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts: Think you not that the powers we bear with us Will cut their passage through the force of France, Doing the execution and the act For which we have in head assembled them? Scroop. No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best. 8. the man that was his bedfellow, i.e. Lord Scroop, of whom Holinshed reports this as a mark of his intimacy with the king. 18. in head, in force. |