Shal. Wheres the roule? wheres the roule? wheres the roule let me fee, let me fee, let me fee, fo, fo, fo, fo, fo, (fo, fo) yea mary fir, Rafe Mouldy let them appeare as I cal, let them do, fo, let them do, fo, let me fee, where is Mouldy? Mouldy. Here, and't please you.

Shal. What think you fir Iohn, a good limbde, felow, yong, ftrong, and of good friends.

Fal. Is thy name Mouldie?

Moul. Yea, and't please you.

Fal. Tis the more time thou wert vsde.

Shal. Ha, ha, ha, most excellent yfaith, things that are mouldy lacke vse: very fingular good, infaith well faid fir John, very well faid. Iohn prickes him.

Moul. I was prickt wel enough before, and you could haue let me alone, my old dame will be vndone now for one to doe her husbandrie, and her drudgery, you need not to haue prickt me, there are other men fitter to go out then I.

Fal. Go to, peace Mouldy, you shall go, Mouldy it is time you were spent.

Moul. Spent?

Shal. Peace fellow, peace, ftand afide, know you where you are? for th'other fir Ichn: let me fee Simon Shadow. Fal. Yea mary, let me haue him to fit vnder, hees like to be a cold foldiour.

Shal. Wheres Shadow ?

Shad. Here fir.

Fal. Shadow, whofe fonne art thou?

Shad. My mothers fonne fir."

Fal. Thy mothers fonne ! like enough, and thy fathers fhadow, fo the fonne of the female is the fhadow of the male: it. is often fo indeede, but much of the fathers fubftance.

Shal. Do you like him fir Iohn?

Fal. Shadow will ferue for fummer, pricke him, for we haue a number of shadowes fill vp the mufter booke.

Shal.

Shal. Thomas Wart.

Fal. Wheres he?

Wart. Here fir.

Fal. Is thy name Wart?

Wart. Yea fir.

Fal. Thou art a very ragged wart.

Shal. Shall I pricke him fir John?

Fal. It were fuperfluous, for apparell is built vpon his back, and the whole frame stands vpon pins, pricke him no more. Shal. Ha, ha, ha, you can do it fir, you can do it, I commend you well: Francis Feeble.

Feeble. Here fir.

Shal. What trade art thou Feeble?

Feeble. A womans tailer fir.

Shal. Shall I pricke him fir?

Fal. You may, but if he had bin a mans tailer hee'd a prickt you wilt thou make as manie holes in an enemies battaile, as thou haft done in a womans peticoate.

Feeble. I will do my good will fir, you can haue no more. Fal. Well faide good womans tailer, well faid couragious Feeble, thou wilt be as valiant as the wrathfull doue, or most magnanimous moufe, pricke the womans tailer: wel M. Shallow, deepe M. Shallow.

Feeble. I would Wart might haue gone fir.

Fal. I would thou wert a mans tailer, that thou mightst mend him and make him fit to goe, I cannot put him to a priuate fouldier, that is the leader of fo many thousands, let that fuffice moft forcible Feeble...

Feeble. It fhall fuffice fir.

Fal. I am bound to thee reuerend Feeble, who is next?

Shal. Peter Bul-calfe o'th greene.

Fal. Yea mary, lets fee Bul-calfe.

Bul. Here fir.

Fal.

Fal. Fore God a likely fellow, come pricke Bul-calfe till hee

roare againe.

Bul. O Lord, good my lord captaine.

Fal. What doft thou roare before thou art prickt?

Bul. O Lord fir, I am a diseased man.

Fal. What disease haft thou?

Bul. A horfon cold fir, a cough fir, which I cought with ringing in the kings affaires vpon his coronation day fir.

Fal. Come, thou fhalt go to the warres in a gowne, we wil haue away thy cold, and I wil take fuch order that thy friendes fhal ring for thee. Is here all ?

Shal. Here is two more cald then your number, you must haue but foure here fir, and fo I pray you goe in with mee to dinner.

Fa. Come, I wil go drink with you, but I canot tary dinner: I am glad to fee you, by my troth master Shallow.

Shal. O fir Iohn, do you remember fince we lay all night in the windmil in faint Georges field?

Fal. No more of that mafter Shallow.

Shal. Ha, twas a merry night, and is Iane Night-worke aliue.

Falft. She liues mafter Shallow.

Shal. She neuer could away with me.

Fa. Neuer neuer, fhe wold alwaies fay, fhe could not abide mafter Shallow.

Sha. By the maffe I could anger her too'th heart, fhe was then a bona roba, doth fhe hold her owne wel?

Fal. Old old mafter Shallow.

Shal. Nay the must be old, fhe cannot chufe but be old, certain fhees old, and had Robin Night-work by old Nightwork, before I came to Clemham.

Scilens. Thats fiftie fiue yeare ago.

Shal. Ha coufen Scilens that thou hadft feene that that this knight and I haue feene, ha fir Iohn, faid I wel?

Fal.

Fal. We haue heard the chimes at midnight M. Shallow. Sha. That we haue that we haue, that we haue, in faith fir Iohn we haue, our watch-worde was hemboies, come lets to dinner, come lets to dinner, Iefus the daies that wee haue feene, come, come. Exeunt.

Bul. Good maifter corporate Bardolfe, ftand my friend, and heres foure Harry ten fhillings in French crowns for you, in very truth fir, I had as liue be hangd fir as go, and yet for mine owne part fir I do not care, but rather because I am vnwilling, and for mine owne part haue a defire to stay with my friends, elfe fir I did not care for mine owne part fo much. Bard. Go to, stand aside.

Meul. And good mafter corporall captaine, for my dames fake ftand my friend, she has no body to doe any thing about her when I am gone, and she is old and cannot helpe her felfe, you fhall haue forty fir.

Bar. Go to, ftand afide.

Feeble. By my troth I care not, a man can die but once, we owe God a death, Ile nere beare a bafe mind, and't bee my definy: fo, and't be not, fo, no man's too good to ferue's prince, and let it go which way it will, he that dies this yeere is quit for the next.

Bar. Well faid, th'art a good fellow.

Feeble. Faith Ile beare no base mind.

Enter Falstaffe and the iuftices.

Fal. Come fir, which men fhall I haue?

Shal. Foure of which you pleafe.

Bar. Sir, a word with you, I haue three pound to free Mouldy and Bulcalfe.

Fal. Go to, well.

Shal. Come fir John, which foure wil you haue?

Fal. Do you chufe for me.

Shal. Mary then, Mouldy, Bulcalfe, Feeble, and Sadow.

Fal.

Fal. Mouldy and Bulcalfe, for you Mouldy ftay at home, til you are paft feruice: and for your part Bulcalfe, grow til you come vnto it, I will none of you.

Shal. Sir John, fir Iohn, doe not your felfe wrong, they are your likelieft men, and I would haue you ferude with the best.

Fal. Wil you tel me (mafter Shallow) how to chufe a man? care I for the limbe, the thewes, the ftature, bulke and big affemblance of a man: giue me the fpirit M. Shalow: heres Wart, you fee what a ragged apparance it is, a fhall charge you, and discharge you with the motion of a pewterers hammer, come off and on fwifter then he that gibbets on the brewers bucket: and this fame halfe facde fellow Shadow, giue me this man, he prefents no marke to the enemy, the fo-man may with as great aime leuel at the edge of a pen-knife, and for a retraite how swiftly wil this Feeble the womans tailer runne off? O giue mee the fpare men, and fpare me the great ones, putte mee a caliuer into Warts hand Bardolfe.

Bar. Hold Wart, trauers thas, thas, thas.

Fal. Come mannage me your caliuer: fo, very wel, go to, very good, exceeding good, O giue me alwaies a little leane, olde chopt ballde, fhot: well faid yfaith Wart, th'art a good fcab, hold, theres a tefter for thee.

Shal. He is not his crafts-mafter, he doth not do it right; I remember at Mile-end greene, when I lay at Clements inne, I was then fir Dagnet in Arthurs fhow, there was a little quiuer fellow, and a would mannage you his peece thus, and a would about and about, and come you in, and come you in, rah, tah, tah, would a fay, bounce would a fay, and away again would a go, and againe would a come: I fhall nere see fuch a fellow.

Fal. Thefe fellowes wooll doe well M. Shallow, God keep you M. Scilens, I will not vfe many words with you, fare you wel gentlemen both, I thank you, I must a dofen mile to night: Bardolfe, giue the fouldiers coates.

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