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1 Bead. Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.
Host. O, that right should thus overcome might! Well; of sufferance comes ease.
Dol. Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice.
SCENE V. A public Place near Westminster Abbey.
Enter two Grooms, strewing Rushes. 1 Groom. More rushes, more rushes. 2 Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice.
1 Groom. It will be two o'clock ere they come from the coronation. Despatch, despatch.
Enter FALSTAFF, Shallow, Pistol, BARDOLPH, and
the Page. Fal. Stand here by me, master Robert Shallow; I will make the king do you grace: I will leer upon him, as 'a comes by ; and do but mark the countenance that he will give me.
Pist. God bless thy lungs, good knight.
Fal. Come here, Pistol; stand behind me.-0, if I had had time to have made new liveries, I would have bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you. [To Shallow.] But 'tis no matter; this poor show doth better: this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.
Shal. It doth so.
deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience to
Shal. It is most certain.
Fal. But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with desire to see him; thinking of nothing else; putting all affairs else in oblivion ; as if there were nothing else to be done, but to see him.
Pist. 'Tis semper idem, for absque hoc nihil est : 'Tis all in every part." Shal. "Tis
indeed. Pist. My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver, And make thee rage. Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts, Is in base durance, and contagious prison ; Hauled thither By most mechanical and dirty hand :Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto's
snake, For Doll is in ; Pistol speaks nought but truth. Fal. I will deliver her.
[Shouts within, and the trumpets sound. Pist. There roared the sea, and trumpet-clangor
Enter the King and his Train, the Chief Justice among
them. Fal. God save thy grace, king Hal! my royal Hal!?
Pist. The Heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp of fame!
Fal. God save thee, my sweet boy!
you speak? Fal. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!
1 Warburton thought that we should read :
« Tis all in all and all in every part.” 2 A similar scene occurs in the anonymous old play of King Henry V. Falstaff and his companions address the king in the same manner, and are dismissed as in this play.
King. I know thee not, old man.
Fall to thy prayers; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! I have long dreamed of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swelled, so old, and so profane;' But, being awake, I do despise my dream. Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace; Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth gape For thee thrice wider than for other men : Reply not to me with a fool-born jest ; Presume not, that I am the thing I was; For Heaven doth know, so shall the world perceive, That I have turned away my former self: So will I those that kept me company, When thou dost hear I am as I have been, Approach me; and thou shalt be as thou wast, The tutor and the feeder of my riots ; Till then I banish thee, on pain of death,As I have done the rest of my misleaders,- — Not to come near our person by ten mile. For competence of life, I will allow you, That lack of means enforce you not to evil; And, as we hear you do reform yourselves, We will-according to your strength and qualities Give
you advancement. 3—Be it your charge, my lord, To see performed the tenor of our word. Set on.
[Exeunt King, and his Train. Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.
Shal. Ay, marry, sir John; which I beseech you to let me have home with me.
Fal. That can hardly be, master Shallow. Do not you grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private to him: look you, he must seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancement; I will be the man yet, tha shall make you great.
1 Profane (says Johnson) in our author often signifies love of talk. 2 Henceforward.
3 This circumstance Shakspeare may have derived from the old play of King Henry V. But Hall, Holinshed, and Stowe, give nearly the same account of the dismissal of Henry's loose companions.
Shal. I cannot perceive how ; unless you give me your doublet, and stuff me out with straw.
I beseech you, good sir John, let me have five hundred of my thousand.
Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word; this that you heard, was but a color.
Shal. A color, I fear, that you will die in, sir John.
Fal. Fear no colors; go with me to dinner. Come, lieutenant Pistol ;—come, Bardolph.—I shall be sent for soon at night.
Re-enter PRINCE John, the Chief Justice, Officers, &c.
Ch. Just. Go, carry sir John Falstaff to the Fleet; Take all his company along with him.
Fal. My lord, my lord,
Ch. Just. I cannot now speak; I will hear you soon. Take them away. Pist. Si fortuna me tormenta, spero me contenta. [Exeunt FAL., SHAL., Pist., BARD., Page,
Ch. Just. And so they are.
P. John. I will lay odds, that, ere this year expire, We bear our civil swords, and native fire, As far as France: I heard a bird so sing, Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king: Come, will you hence ?
SPOKEN BY A DANCER.
First, my fear; then, my court'sy; last, my speech. My fear is, your displeasure; my court'sy, my duty; and my speech, to beg your pardons. If you look for a good speech now, you undo me; for what I have to say, is of mine own making ; and what, indeed, I should say, will, I doubt, prove mine own marring. But to the purpose, and so to the venture.—Be it known to you, (as it is very well) I was lately here in the end of a displeasing play, to pray your patience for it, and to promise you a better. I did mean, indeed, to pay you with this; which, if, like an ill venture, it come unluckily home, I break, and you, my gentle creditors, lose. Here, I promised you, I would be, and here I commit my body to your mercies: bate me some, and I will pay you some, and, as most debtors do, promise you infinitely. If
my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, will you command me to use my legs? and yet that were but light payment,—to dance out of your debt. But a good conscience will make any possible satisfaction, and so will I. All the gentlewomen here have forgiven me; if the gentlemen will not, then the gentlemen do not agree with the gentlewomen, which was never seen before in such an assembly. One word more, I beseech you.
be not too much cloyed with fat meat, our humble author will continue the story, with sir John in it, and make you merry with fair Katharine of France; where, for any thing I know, Falstaff shall die of a sweat, unless already he be killed with your hard opinions; for Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is not the man. My tongue is weary; when my legs are too, I will bid you good night: and so kneel down before you :—but, indeed, to pray for the queen.'
1 Most of the ancient interludes conclude with a prayer for the king or queen. Hence, perhaps, the Vivant Rex et Regina, at the bottom of our modern play bills.