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And never live to show the incredulous world Which I, with more than with a common pain,
The noble change that I have purposed ! 'Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain.
Coming to look on you, thinking you dead,
(And dead almost, my liege, to think you were,)

Enter Prince John of Lancaster, Warwick, Lords, I spake unto the crown, as having sense,

and others. And thus upbraided it. The care on thee depending, K. Hen. Look, look, here comes my John of Hath fed upon the body of my father ;

Lancaster. Therefore, thou, best of gold, art worst of gold. P. John. Health, peace, and happiness, to my Other, less fine în carat, is more precious,

royal father! Preserving life in med'éine potable : 2

K. Hen. Thou bring'st me happiness, and peace, But thou, most fine, most honour'd, most renown'd, son John; Hast eat thy bearer up. Thus, my most royal liege, But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown Accusing it, I put it on my head;

From this bare wither'd trunk: upon thy sight, To try with it, -as with an enemy,

My worldly business makes a period.-
That had before my face murder'd my father,- Where is my lord of Warwick?
The quarrel of a true inheritor.

P. Hen.

My lord of Warwick! But if it did infect my blood with joy,

K. Hen. Doth any name particular belong
Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride ; Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?
If any rebel or vain spirit of mine

War. 'Tis called Jerusalem, my noble lord. Did, with the least affection of a welcome,

K. Hen. Laud be to God !-even there my life Give entertainment to the might of it;.

must end. Let God for ever keep it from my head!

It hath been prophesied to me many years,
And make me as the poorest vassal is,

I should not die but in Jerusalem;
That doth with awe and terror kneel to it! Which vainly I suppos'd, the Holy Land :-
K.Hen. O my son!

But, bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie;
Heaven put it in thy mind, to take it hence,

In that Jerusalem shall Harry die. [Exeunt. That thou might'st win the more thy father's love, Pleading so wisely in excuse of it. Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed ;

ACT V. And hear, I think, the very latest counsel That ever I shall breathe. Heaven knows, my son, SCENE I.-Glostershire. A hall in Shallow's By what by-paths, and indirect crook'd ways, I met this crown; and I myself know well,

house. Enter Shallow, Falstaff, Bardolph, and How troublesome it sat upon my head :

Page. To thee it shall descend with better quiet,

Shal. By cock and pye, sir, you shall not away Better opinion, better confirmation;

to-night. What, Davy, I say ! For all the soil of the achievement goes With me into the earth. It seem'd in me,

Fal. You must excuse me, master Robert Shal

low. But as an honour snatch'd with boisterous hand;

Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be And I had many living, to upbraid

excused ; excuses shall not be admitted; there is My gain of it by their assistances ; Which daily grew to quarrel, and to bloodshed,

no excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused.

-Why, Davy!
Wounding supposed peace : 'all these bold fears,
Thou see'st, with peril I have answered :

Enter Davy.
For all my reign hath been but as a scene

Davy. Here, sir. Acting that argument; and now my death

Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy,- let me see, Dary; Changes the mode:' for what in me was purchas'd, let me see:-yea, marry, William cook, 'bid him Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort;

come hither.- Sir John, you shall not be excused. So thou the garland wear'st successively:

Davy. Marry, sir, thus ;-those precepts' cannot Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could do, be served: and, again, sir, --Shall we sow the headThou art not firm enough, since griefs are green; land with wheat ? And all thy friends, which thou must make thy Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William friends,

cook ;--Are there no young pigeons ? Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out; Davy. Yes, sir.--Here is now the smith's note, By whose fell working I was first advanc'd, for shoeing, and plough-irons. And by whose power I well might lodge a fear Shal. Let it be cast, and paid :-Sir John, you To be again displac'd : which to avoid,

shall not be excused. I cut them off; and had a purpose now

Davy. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must To lead out many to the Holy Land;

needs be had :-And, sir, dr you mean to stop any Lest rest, and lying still, inight make them look of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry, day, at Hinckley fair ? Be it thy course, to busy giddy mind's

Shal. He shall answer it :- Some pigeons, With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out, Davy; a couple of short-legged hens; a joint of May waste the memory of the former days. mutton; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell More would I, but my lungs are wasted so, William cook. That strength of speech is utterly denied me. Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir? How came I by the crown, O God, forgive ! Shal. Yes, Davy. I will use him well; A friend And grant it may with thee in true peace live! i'the court is better than a penny in purse. Use his P. Hen. My gracious liege,

men well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves, and You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me;

will backbite. Then plain, and right, must my possession be:

(6) Purchase, in Shakspeare, frequently means (1) Quality. (2) To be taken.

stolen goods. (3) Spot, dirt. (4) Frights. (5) State of things. (7) Warrants. (8) Accounted up.

Act Y. Davy. No worse than they are back-bitten, sir ;) Ch. Just. I would, his majesty had call'd me for they have marvellous foul linen.

with him :
Shal. Well conceited, Davy. About thy busi- The service that I truly did his life,
ness, Davy.

Hath left me open to all injuries. Davy. I beseech you, sir, to countenance Wil- War. Indeed, I think, the young king loves you liam Visor of Wincot against Clement Perkes of

not. the hill.

Ch. Just. I know, he doth not; and do arm myShal. There are many complaints, Davy, against self, that Visor; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my To welcome the condition of the time; knowledge.

Which cannot look more hideously upon me Davy. I grant your worship, that he is a knave, Than I have drawn it in my fantasy. sir : but yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some countenance at his friend's request. An Enter Prince John, Prince Humphrey, Clarence, honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when

Westmoreland, and others. a knave is not. I have served your worship truly, War. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry : sir, this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice O, that the living Harry had the temper in a quarter bear out a: knave against an honest of him, the worst of these three gentlemen! man, I have but a very little credit with your wor- How many nobles then should hold their places, ship. The knave is mine honest friend, sir; there- That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort ! fore, I beseech your worship, let him be counte- Ch. Just. Alas! I fear, all will be overturn'd. nanced.

P. John. Good morrow, cousin Warwick, Shal. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong. P. Humph. Cla. Good morrow, cousin. Look about, Dávy. (Exit Davy.) Where are you, P. John. We meet like men that had forgot to sir John ? Come, off with your boots.-Give me speak. your hand, master Bardolph.

War. We do remember ; but our argument Bard. l'am glad to see your worship..

Is all too heavy to admit much talk. Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind master P. John. Well, peace be with him that hath made Bardolph :--and welcome, my tall fellow. [To The us heavy! Page.] Come, sir John.

(Erit Shallow. Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier ! Fal. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shal- P. Humph. O, good my lord, you have lost a low. Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt Bar- friend, indeed : dolph and Page.] If I were sawed into quantities, And I dare swear, you borrow not that face I should make four dozen of such bearded hermit's- of seeming sorrow; it is, sure, your own. staves as master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing, P. John. Though no man be assur'd what grace to see the semblable coherence of his men's spirits to find, and his : They, by observing him, do bear them- You stand in coldest expectalion : selýes like foolish justices; he, by conversing with I am the sorrier; 'would, 'l were otherwise. them, is turned into a justice-like serving-man; Cla. Well, you must now speak sir John Falstaff their spirits are so married in conjunction with the participation of society, that they flock together in which swims against your stream of quality. consent, like so many wild geese. If I had a suit Ch. Just. Sweet princes, what I did, I did in to master Shallow, I would humour his men, with honour, the imputation of being near their master : it'to his Led by the impartial conduct of my soul ; men, I would curry with master Shallow, that no And never shall you see, that I will beg man could better command his servants. It is cer- A ragged and forestallid remission.tain, that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, If truth and upright innocency fail me, is caught, as men take diseases, one of another: I'll to the king my master that is dead, therefore, let men take heed of their company. I And tell him who hath sent me after him. will devise matter enough out of this Shallow, to War. Here comes the prince. keep prince Harry in continual laughter, the wearing-out of six fashions, (which is four terms, or two

Enter King Henry V. actions,) and he shall laugh without intervallums.

Ch. Jusl. Good morrow; and heaven save your o, it is much, that a lie, with a slight oath, and a

majesty! jest, with a sad brow, will do with a fellow that never had the ache in his shoulders ! 0, you shall Sits not so easy on me as you think:

King. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty, see him laugh, till his face be like a wet cloak ill Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear; laid up. Shal. (Within.) Sir John !

This is the English, not the Turkish court;

Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds,
Fal. I come, master Shallow; I come, master But Harry, Harry: Yet be sad, good brothers,

[Exit Falstaff. For, to speak truth, it very well becomes you ; SCENE II.-Westminster. A room in the palace. That I will deeply put the fashion on,

Sorrow so royally in you appears,
Enter Warwick, and the Lord Chief Justice. And wear it in my heart. Why then, be sad:
War. How now, my lord chief justice ? whither Than a joint burden laid upon us all.

But entertain no more of it, good brothers,
Ch. Just. How doth the king ?

For me, by heaven, I bid you be assur'd,
War. Exceeding well; his cares are now all Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your cares.

I'll be your father and your brother too;
Ch. Just. I hope, not dead.

Yet weep, that Harry's dead; and so will I:
He's walked the way of nature ; By number, into hours of happiness.

But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears,
And, to our purposes, he lives no more.
(1) A serious face.

(3) Emperor of the Turks, died in 1596; his son, (2) Full of wrinkles. who succeeded him, had all his brothers strangled




P. John, fc. We hope no other from your ma- To frustrate prophecies; and to raze out jesty.

Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down King. You all look strangely on me :--and you After my seeming. The tide of blood in me most;

[To the Chief Justice. Hath proudly flow'd in vanity, till now : You are, I think, assur'd I love you not.

Now doth it turn, and ebb back to the sea;
Ch. Just. I am assurd, if I be measur'd rightly, Where it shall míngle with the state of floods,
Your majesty hath no just cause to hate me. And flow henceforth in formal majesty.
King. No!

Now call we our high court of parliament: How might a prince of my great hopes forget And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel, So great indignities you laid upon me?

That the great body of our state may go. What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison, In equal rank with the best-govern'd nation ; 7 he immediate heir of England! Was this easy? Thut war, or peace, or both at once, may be May this be wash'd in Lethe, and forgotten ? As things acquainted and familiar to us; Ch. Just. I then did use the person of your In which you, father, shall have foremost hand.father;

[To the Lord Chief Justice. The image of his power lay then in me:

Our coronation done, we will accite, And, in the administration of his law,

As I before remember'd, all our state : Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth, And (Gud consigning to my good intents,) Your highness pleased to forget iny place, No prince, nor peer, shall have just cause to say,-The majesty and power of law and justice, Heaven shorten Harry's happy life one day. (Exe. The image of the king whom I presented, And struck me in my very seat of judgment; SCENE III.-Glostershire. The garden of ShalWhereon, as an offender to your father,

low's house. Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Silence, I gave bold way to my authority,

Bardolph, the Page, and Davy.
And did commit you. lí the deed were ill,
Be you contented, wearing now the garland,

Shal. Nay, you shall see mine orchard: where, To have a son set your decrees at nous ht;

in an arbour, we will eat a last year's pippin of my To pluck down justice from your awful bench;

own grailing, with a dish of caraways, and so forth; To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword

-comie, cousin Silencc ;--and then to bed. That guards the peace and safety of your person : and a rich.

Ful. 'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling, Nay, more; to spirn at your most royal image, And mock your workings in a second body.?

Shal. Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, begQuestion your royai thoughts, make the case yours; Dal; spread, Davy; well said, Davy:

gars all, sir John :-marry, good air.-Spread, Be now the failier, and propose a son: Hear your own dignity so much profan'd,

Fal. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is S-e your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,

your serving-man, and your husbandman. B hold yourself so by a son disdain'd;

Shal. A good varlet, á good varlet, a very good And then imagine me taking your part,

varlei, sir John.-By the mass, I have drunk too And, in your power, son silencing your son:

much sack at supper:--A good varlet. Now sit Aller this cold considerance, sentence me;

dou now sit down:-come, cousin. And, as you are a king, speak in your state,

Sil. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a, -we shall What I have done, that misbecame my place, Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer, My person, or my liege's sovereignty.

(Singing king. You are righi, justice, and you weigh this And praise heaven for the merry year ;

When flesh is cheap and females dear, Therefore still bear the balance, and the sword : And lusty lads rouin here and there, And I do wish your honours may increase,

So merrily, 7!!! you do live to see a son of mine

And ever among so merrily. Ofend you, and obey you, as I did.

Fal. There's a merry heart!-Good master Si. So sh:111 I live to speak my father's words ;

lence, I'll give you a health for that anon. }luppu am I, that have a man so bold,

Shal. Give master Bardolph some wine, Dary. Thiu dares do justice on my proper son :

Davy. Sweet sir, sit; (Seating Bardolph and the And not less happy, having such a son,

Page at another table. I'll be with you anon:That would deliver up his greatness so,

most sweet sir, sit.- -Master page, good master Into the han ls of justice.—You did commit me:

page, sit: proface! What you want in meat, we'll For which, I do commit into your hand

have in drink. But you must bear ; The heart's The stained sword that you have us'd to bear; all.

(Exit. With this remembrance,-That you use the same Shal. Be merry, master Bardolph ;--and my little With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit, soldier there, be merry. As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand : You shall be as a father to my youth:

Sil. Be merry, be merry, my wife's as all;"

(Singing. My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear; And I will stoop and humble my intents

For women are shrews, both short and tall : To your well-practis’d, wise directions.

'Tis merry in hall, when beards wag all, And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you;

And welcome merry shrove-tide. My father is gone wild into his grave,

Be merry, be merry, &c. For in his tomb lie my affections ;

Fal. I did not think, master Silence had been a And with his spirit sadly* I survive,

man of this mettle. To mock the expectation of the world ;

Sil. Who, I ? I have been merry twice and once, (1) Crown. (2) Treat with contempt your acts executed by (4) Gravely. (5) Summon. a representative.

(6) Italian, much good may it do you (23) In your regal character and office.

(7) As all women are:


ere now.

Act 1'.
Re-enler Davy.

Fal. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news ?
Davy. There is a dish of leather-coats' for you. Let king Cophetua know the truth thereof.
[Setting them before Bardolph.
Sil. And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.

Shal. Davy,-
Davy. Your worship?_I'll be with you straight. And shall good news be baffled ?

Pist, Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons ? [To Bard.]-A cup of wine, sir ?

Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.
Sil. A cup of wine, that's brisk and fine,

Shal. Honest gentleman, I know not your breed-
And drink unto the lemanmine ;


Pist. Why then, lament therefore.
And a merry heart lives long-a.

Shal. Give me pardon, sir ;-JI, sir, you come
Fal. Well said, master Silence.

with news from the court, I take it, there is but Sil. And we shall be merry ;-now comes in the two ways; either to utter them, or to conceal them. sweet of the night.

I am, sir, under the king, in some authority.
Fal. Health and long life to you, master Silence. Pist. Under which king, Bezonian? speak, or die.
Sil. Fill the cup, and let it come;

Shal. Under king Harry.

I'U pledge you a mile to the bottom.

Harry the fourth ? or fifth ?

Shal. Harry the fourth.
Shal. Honest Bardolph, welcome: If thou want-


A foutra for thine office !-est any thing, and will not call, beshrew thy heart, Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king; -Welcome, my little tiny thief; {To the Page.] Harry the oth's the man. I speak the truth : and welcome, indeed, too. I'll drink to master When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like Bardolph, and to all the cavaleroes: about London. The bragging Spaniard. Davy. I hope to see London once ere I die.

Fal. What! is the old king dead ?
Bard. An I might see you there, Davy.

Pist. As nail in door : The ihings I speak are just.
Shal. By the mass, you'll crack a quart together.

Fal. Away, Bardolph ; saddle my horse.–NasHa! will you not, master Bardolph?

ter Robert Shallow, choose what office thou wilt Bard. Yes, sir, in a pottle-pot. Shal. I thank thee:-Thé knave will stick by thee with diynities.

in the land, 'tis thine.—Pistol, I will double-charge thee, I can assure thee that: he will not out; he

Bard. O joyful day!-I would not take a knightis true bred.

hood for


fortune. Bard. And I'll stick by him, sir.

Pist. What? I do bring good news? Shal. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing : be merry: (Knocking heard.] Look who's at door low, my lorů Shallow, be what thou wilt, I am for

Fal. Carry master Silence to bed.-Master Shalthere: Ho! who knocks?

[ Exit Davy. tune's steward. Get on thy boots; we'll ride all Fal. Why, now you have done me right. [To Silence, who drinks a bumper. Bardolph.)-Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and,

night:40, sweet Pistol :-Away, Bardolph. (Exit Sil. (Singing.) Do me right,

withal, devise something, to do thyself good. And dub me knight :*

Boot, boot, master Shallow; I know, the young Samingo.

king is sick for me. Let us take any man's horses ; Is't not so?

the laws of England are at my commandment. Fal. 'Tis so.

Happy are they which have been my friends; and Sil. Is't so? Why, then say, an old man can do wo to my lord chief justice! somewhat.

Pist. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also ! Re-enter Davy.

Where is the life that late I led ? say they :

Why, here it is ; Welcome these pleasant days. Davy. An it please your worship, there's one

(Exeunt. Pistol come from the court with news. -- Fal. From the court ? let him come in.

SCENE IV.-London. A street. Enter Beadles,

dragging in Hostess Quickly, and Doll TearEnter Pistol.

sheet. How now, Pistol ?

Host. No, thou arrant knave; I would I might Pist. God save you, sir John!

die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast drawn Fal. What wind blew you here, Pistol ? my shoulder out of joint.

Pist. Not the ill wind which blows no man to 1 Bead. The constables have delivered her over good.--Sweet knight, thou art now one of the to me; and she shall have whipping-cheer enough, greatest men in the realm.

I warrant her: There hath been a man or two Sil. By'r lady, I think 'a be; but goodman Puf lately killed about her. of Barson.

Doll. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on Pist, Puff?

I’H tell thee what, thou 'damned tripe-visaged Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base! rascal; an the child I now go with, do miscarry, Sir John, I am thy Pistol, and thy friend, thou hadst better thou hadst struck thy mother, And helter-skelter have I rode to thee;

thou paper-faced villain, And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,

Host. O the Lord, that sir John were come ! he And golden times, and happy news of price. would make this a bloody day to somebody. But I

Fal. I pr’ythee now, deliver them like a man of pray God the fruit of her womb miscarry! this world.

1 Bead. If it do, you shall have a dozen of Pist. A foutra for the world, and worldlings base! cushions' again; you have but eleven now. Come, I speak of Africa, and golden joys.

I charge you both go with me; for the man is dead,

that you and Pistol beat among you. (1) Apples commonly called russetines. (2) Sweetheart.

(3) Gay fellows. (5) It should be Domingo; it is part of a song (4) He who drank a bumper on his knees to the in one of Nashe's plays. health of his mistress, was dubbed a knight for the (6) A term of reproach for a catchpoll. evening:

7 To stuff her out to counterfeit pregnancy.


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Scene V.

Doll, I'll tell thee what, thou thin man in a cen- Pist. The heavens thee guard and keep, most
ser! I will have you as soundly swinged for this, royal imp4 of fame!
you blue-bottle rogue!! you filthy famished cor- Fal. God save thee, my sweet boy!
rectioner! if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half- King. My lord chief justice, speak to that vain
1 Bead. Come, come, you she knight-errant, Ch. Just. Have you your wits ? know you what

'tis you speak? Host. O, that right should thus overcome might! Fal. My king! 'my Jove! I speak to thee, my Well; of sufferance comes ease.

Doll. Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a King. I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy

Host. Ay; come, you starved blood-hound. How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
Doll. Goodman death! goodman bones! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man,
Host. Thou atomy, thou!

So surfeit-swell’d, so old, and so profane; Doll. Come, you thin thing ; come, you rascal! But, being awake, I do despise my dream. 1 Bead. Very well.

(Exeunt. Make less thy body, hence, and more thy grace;

Leave gormandizing; know, the grave doth gape
SCENE V.A public place near Westminster For thee thrice wider than for other men :-
Abbey. Enter two Grooms, strewing rushes. Reply not to me with a fool-born jest;
I Groom. More rushes, more rushes.

Presume not, that I am the thing I was :
2 Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice. For heaven doth know, so shall the world perceive,

I Groom. It will be two o'clock ere they come That I have turn'd away my former self;
from the coronation : Despatch, despatch.

So will I those that kept me company.
[Exeunt Grooms. When thou dost hear I am as I have been,

Approach me; and thou shalt be as thou 'wast,
Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Pistol, Bardolph, and The tutor and the feeder of my riots :
the Page.

Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death,Fal. Stand here by me, master Robert Shallow; As I have done the rest of my misleaders, I will make the king do you grace: I will leer upon Not to come near our person by ten mile. him, as 'a comes by; and do but mark the counte- For competence of life, I will allow you;. nance that he will give me.

That lack of means enforce you not to evil: Pist. God bless thy lungs, good knight. And, as we hear you do reform yourselves,

Fal. Come here, Pistol; stand behind me.-0, We will, --according to your strength, and qualiif I had had time to have made new liveries, Í

ties,would have bestowed the thousand pound

bor- Give you advancement.-Be it your charge, my rowed of you. To Shallow.). But 'tis no matter;

lord, this

poor show doth better: this doth inser the zeal To see perform’d the tenor of our word.I had to see him.

Set on.

(Exeunt King, and his train. Shal. It doth so.

Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound. Fal. It shows my earnestness of affection. Shal. Ay, marry, sir John; which I beseech Shal. It doth so.

you to let me have home with me. Fal. My devotion.

Fal. That can hardly be, master Shallow. Do Shal. It doth, it doth, it doth.

not you grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private Fal. As it were, to ride day and night; and not to him : look you, he must seem thus to the world. 10 deliberate, not to remember, not to have pa- Fear not your advancement; I will be the man tience to shift me.

yet, that shall make you great. Shal. It is most certain.

Shal. I cannot perceive how; unless you give Fal. But to stand stained with travel, and sweat-me your doublet, and stuff me out with straw. ing with desire to see him: thinking of nothing besecch you, good sir John, let me have five hunelse: putting all affairs else in oblivion; as if there dred of my thousand. were nothing else to be done, but to see him. Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word: this

Pist. 'Tis semper idem, for' absque hoc nihil est :3 that you heard, was but a colour. 'Tis all in every part.

Shal. A colour, I fear, that you will die in, sir

Shal. 'Tis so, indeed.
Pist. My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver,

Fal. Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. And make thee rage.

Come, lieutenant Pistol ;-come, Bardolph :-) Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts,

shall be sent for soon at night. Is in base durance, and contagious prison; Re-enter P. John, the Chief Justice, Officers, &c. Haul'd thither By most mechanical and dirty hand:

Ch. Just. Go, carry sir John Falstaff to the Fleet; Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto's Take all his company along with him. snake,

Fal. My lord, my lord, For Doll is in Pistol speaks nought but truth. Ch, Just. I cannot now speak: I will hear you Fal. I will deliver her.

[Shouts within, and the trumpets sound. Take them away. Pist. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangor Pist. Si fortuna me tormenta, spero me contenta. sounds.

(Ere. Fal. Shal. Pist. Bard. Page, and officers.

P. John. I like this fair proceeding of the king's :
Enter the King and his train, the Chief Justice He hath intent, his wonted followers

Shall all be very well provided for ;
Fal. God save thy grace, king Hal! my royal Hal! But all are banish’d, till their conversations
(1) Beadles usually wore a blue livery.

(3) 'Tis all in all, and all in every part.
(2) Short cloaks.

Child, offspring (5) Henceforwadr.


among them,

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