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Then plain, and right, must my possession be: Which I, with more than with a common pain, 'Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain.
Enter Prince John of LANCASTER, WARWICK, Lords,
and Others. K. Hen. Look, look, here comes my John of Lan
caster. P. John. Health, peace, and happiness, to my royal
father! K. Hen. Thou bring'st me happiness, and peace, son
My lord of Warwick!
War. 'Tis call’d Jerusalem, my noble lord.
8 I should not die but in Jerusalem,) We add the following passage from Holinshed, to show the verbal accuracy with which Shakespeare sometimes followed the old chronicler. “At length he recovered his speech, and understanding ; and perceiving himselfe in a strange place, which he knew not, he willed to know if the chamber had anie particular name, whereunto answer was made, that it was called Jerusalem. Then said the king ; Lauds be given to the Father of heaven, for now I know that I shall die here in this chamber, according to the prophesie of me declared, that I should depart this life in Jerusalem.”
ACT V. SCENE I.
Glostershire. A Hall in SHALLOW's House.
Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and Page.
Shal. By cock and pie', sir, you shall not away tonight.—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 no excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused.—Why, Davy!
Enter Davy. Dary. Here, sir.
Shal. Davy, 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 cannot be served': and, again, sir,—shall we sow the headland with wheat?
Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook :-are there no young pigeons ?
Dary. 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.
Dary. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be had :—and, sir, do you mean to stop any of Wil
By cock and pie,] An exclamation of frequent occurrence in our old dramatists, but of disputed origin.
William cook,] i. e. William, the cook. It was very common for our ancestors to distinguish their servants by the departments they filled : hence many surnames.
those FRECEPTs cannot be served :] Shallow, as a justice of the peace, would have to issue “precepts” or warrants.
liam's wages, about the sack he lost the other day at Hinckley fair ?
Shal. He shall answer it.—Some pigeons, Davy; a couple of short-legged hens, a joint of mutton, and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.
Dary. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?
Shal. Yea, Davy. I will use him well. A friend i’ the court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy, for they are arrant knaves, and will backbite.
Dary. No worse than they are back-bitten', sir; for they have marvellous foul linen.
Shal. Well conceited, Davy. About thy business, Davy.
Davy. I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of Wincot against Clement Perkes of the hill,
Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against that Visor: that Visor is an arrant knave, 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 served your worship truly, sir, this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I beseech your worship’, let him be countenanced. Shal. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong.
Look about, Davy. (Exit Davy.] Where are you, sir John? Come, come, come; off with your boots.—Give me your hand, master Bardolph.
- the other day-] These words were added in the folio.
than they are BACK-BITTEN,–] The folio injures the joke by reading only bitten.
therefore, I beseech your worship,] So the folio : the quarto only has “ I beseech you.”
Bard. I am glad to see your worship.
Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind master Bardolph.—And welcome, my tall fellow. [To the Page.] Come, sir John.
[Exit SHALLOW. Fal. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow. Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page.] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four dozen of such bearded hermit's staves as master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing, to see the semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his : they, by observing him, do bear themselves like foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is turned into a justice-like serving man. Their spirits are so married in conjunction with the participation of society, that they flock together in consent, like so many wild geese. If I had a suit to master Shallow, I would humour his men with the imputation of being near their master: if to his men, I would curry with master Shallow, that no man could better command bis 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 matter 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" 0! it is much, that a lie with a slight oath, and a jest with a sad brow, will do with a fellow that 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 John!
Fal. I come, master Shallow : I come, master Shallow.
-WITHOUT intercall ums.] The folio has “ with intervallums,"_obviously an error; the meaning is of course the same as the “sans intermission” of Jaques, in “ As You Like It," Vol. ü. p. 40.
Westminster. An Apartment in the Palace.
Enter WARWICK, and the Lord Chief Justice. War. Ilow 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 call’d me with
him : The service that I truly did his life, Hath left me open to all injuries. War. Indeed, I think the young king loves you
not. Ch. Just. I know he doth not, and do arm myself, To welcome the condition of the time; Which cannot look more hideously upon me Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.
Enter Prince John, Prince HUMPHREY, CLARENCE,
WESTMORELAND, and Others.
Ch. Just. O God! I fear, all will be overturn'd.
P. Humph. Cla. Good morrow, cousin.