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And never live to show the incredulous world
And thus upbraided it :- The care on thee depending,
Hath fed upon the body of my father;
Therefore, thou, best of gold, art worst of gold:
But thou, most fine, most honor'd, most renown'd,
Accusing it, I put it on my head;
To try with it, -as with an enemy,
That had before my face murder'd my father,—
The quarrel of a true inheritor.
But if it did infect my blood with joy,
Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride;
any rebel or vain spirit of mine
Did, with the least affection of a welcome,
Give entertainment to the might of it,
Heaven put it in thy mind to take it hence,
Weight, which distinguishes the fineness of gold.
That thou mightst win the more thy father's love,
1 Thou seest, with peril I have answered ; For all my reign hath been but as a scene Acting that argument; and now my death Changes the mode : for what in me was purchased, 2 Fails upon
thee in a more fairer sort: So thou the garland wear'st successively. Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could do, Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green ; And all thy friends, which thou must make thy
Ti. e. not real.
2 · Acquired hy unjust methods. Purchase, in Shakspeare's time, frequently meant stolen goods.'--M. Mason.
Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out:
Enter PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, WARWICK, Lords,
K. Hen. Look, look, here comes my John of
Lancaster. P. John. Health, peace, and happiness to my
royal father! K. Hen. Thou bring'st me happiness and peace,
son John; But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown
From this bare, wither'd trunk: upon thy sight,
Where is my lord of Warwick?
It hath been prophesied to me many years,
Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land.
Glostershire. A hall in Shallow's house.
Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and PAGE. Shal. By cock and pye,1 sir, you shall not away to-night. What, Davy, I say!
Fal. You must excuse me, master Robert Shallow.
Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be excused; excuses shall not be admitted; there is
A popular adjuration.
no excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused. Why, Davy!
Davy. Here, sir.
Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy,—let me see, Davy; let me see: yea, marry, William cook, bid him come hither. Sir John, you shall not be excused.
Davy. Marry, sir, thus ; those precepts 1 cannot be served; and, again, sir,—shall we sow the headland with wheat ? Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William
-are there no young pigeons ? Davy. Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's note, for shoeing and plough-irons.
Shal. Let it be cast, and paid. Sir John, you shall not be excused.
Davy. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be had :—and, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other day at Hinckley fair? Shal. He shall
Some pigeons, Davy; a couple of short-legged hens; a joint of mutton; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.
Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?
Shal. Yes, Davy. I will use him well: a friend i' the court is better than a penny in purse. Use
I Justice's warrants.