Tiam cook Shal. With Ted wheat, Davy. But for WilAre there no young pigeons? 1 Davy Yes, Sir. Here is now the smith's note, for shoeing, and plough-irons,id die Shal. Let it be cast, and paid: you shall not be excused. Sir John, Davy. Now, Sir, a new link to the hucket must needs be had-Aid, Sir, do you mean to stop any of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other day at Hinckley fair res Shal. He shall answer it: Some pigeons, Daryl a couple, of short-legg'd heus; a joint of mutton; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook. 9vDany Doth the man of war stay all night, Sir? bus lifespan Shale Yes, Davy.I will use him well; A friend the court is better than a penny in purse. Use histen well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves, and will backobite.o Davybe No worse than they are back-bitten, Sir; for they have marvellous foul linen, Shalell conceited, Davy. About thy business Davyon alader bestly pr Davyand beseech you, Sir, to countenance William Visor of Woncot against Clement Perkes of the hillsl Shal. There are many complaints, Davy against that Visor, that Visor is an arrant kuave, on my knowledge, Davy I grant your Worship, that he is a knave, Sir: but yet, God forbid, Sir, but a knave should have some countenance at his friend's request. An honest man, Sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have serv'd your བ༣། Worship truly, Sir, this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest mano I have but a very little credit with your Worship. The knave is mine 'honest friend, Sir; therefore, I heseech your Worship, let him be countenanced. Shal. Goto; I say, he shall have no wrong. Look about Davy. [Exit DAVY.] Where are you, Sir John? Come, off with your boats,}{ Give me your hand, Master Bardolph, Is Bard. I am glad to see your Worship. Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kinda master Bardolph:--and welcome, my tall fellow. [To the Page.] Come, Sir John on tog ་་་་་ Exit. SHALLOW.T Fal. I'll follow you, good Master Robertā Shallow Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt I BARDOLPH and Page. J. If I were saw'd into l quantities, I should make four dozen such bearded hermit's-staves as v master Shallowl it? is a wonderful thing to see the semblable » coherence of his men's spirits, and his They, by observing him, do hear themselves, dike A foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, i is turn'd into a justice like serving mango their T spirits are so married in conjunction with the /. participation of society, that they flock togen/ ther in consent, like so many wild-geese. σ ̧Id had a suit to master Shallow, I would humour his men, with the imputation of being near theirĄ master: if to his men, I would curry with mas ter Shallow, that no man could better command his servants. It is certain, that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is caught, as men take diseases, one of another: therefore, let men take heed of their company. I will devise mat ter enough out of this Shallow, to keep Prince Harry in continual laughter, the wearing-out of six fashions, (which is four terms, or two actions,) and he shall laugh without intervallums. O, it is much, that a lie, with a slight oath, and a jest with a sad brow, will do with a fellow that at never had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh. till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up. Shal. [Within.] Sir Johu! Fal. I come, Master Shallow; I come, Mas ter Shallow. [Exit FALSTAFF, SCENE II. Westminster. A room in the Palace. Enter WARWICK, and the Lord Chief Justice. War. How now, my Lord Chief Justice? whither away Ch. Just. How doth the King? ? War. Exceeding well; his cares are now all ended. Ch. Just. I hope, not dead. War. He's walk'd the way of nature; And, to our purposes, he lives no more. Ch. Just. I would, his Majesty had called me with him: The service that I truly did his life, Hath left me open to all injuries. 1 War. Indeed, I think, the young King lo ves you not. Ch. Just. I know, he doth not; and do arm myself, To welcome the condition of the time; Enter Prince JoпN, Prince HUMPHREY CLATI. War. Here come the heavy issue of dead O, that the Harry had Harry 6 Jead godi the temper als Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen A P. John. Good morrow, cousin Warwick, got to speak. War We do remember; but our argument Is all too heavy to admit much talk. P. John. Well! peace be with him that hath made us heavy! Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be hea vier! P. Humph. O, good my Lord, you have lost a friend, indeed And I dare swear, you borrow rot that face Of seeming sorrow; it is, sure , your own. P. John. Though no man assur❜d what 2004 A You stand in coldest, djd vili baid grace to find expectation: I am the sorrier; 'would, 'twere otherwise. Cla. Well, you must now speak sit John Falstaff fair; Which swims against your stream of quality. dqlob Ch. Just Sweet Trinces, what I did, I did to boy lot of in honour, Led by the impartial conduct of my soul; And never Beyer shall you A raged and forestall that I will begi If truth and upright i innocency fail me, I'll to the King my master that is dead, And tell him who hath sent me after War. remission. ་།།།་ན་ Here comes the Prince. him. Good morrow; and heaven save your Majesty F King. This new and gorgeous garment, ma ybhis jesty Dream bị l Sits not so easy on me as you think, Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear; This is the English, not the Turkish coup Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds, court; But Harry Harry: Yet be sad, good brothers, For, to speak truth, it very well becomes you; Sorrow so royally in you appears, That I will deeply put the fashion on, And wear it in my heart. Why then, be sad: For me, by heaven, I bid you be assur'd, Let me Yet weep but bear your love, I'll bear your cares. that Harry's dead; and so will I: Harry Hyes, that shall convert those tears, number, into hours of happiness. Jolin &c. We hope no other from your |