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apparent that thou art beir apparent,-Butlrich offerings, and traders nding to London pr'ythee, sweet wag, sball there be gallows with fat purses: I have visors for you all, you standing in England when thou art king ? and have horses for yourselves; Gadsbill lies to. resolution tbus fobbed as it is, with the rusty night in Rochester; I have bespoke supper to. crub of old father antic the law? Do not thou, morrow night in Eastcheap ; we may do it as se when thou art king, hang a thief.
cure as sleep: If you will go, I will stuff your P. Hen. No ; thou shalt.
purses full of crowns; if you will not, tarry at Fal. Shall I? O rare ! By the Lord, I'll be a home, and be banged. brave judge.
Fai. Hear me, Yedward : if I tarıy at home, P. Hen. Thou judgest false already ; I mean, I and go not, I'll hang you for going. thou shalt have the banging of the thieves, aud | Poins. You will, chops ? so become a rare hangman.
Fal. Hal, wilt thou make one ? Fal. Well, Hal, well ; and in some sort it P. Hen. Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by jumps with my humour, as well as waiting in my faith. the court, I can tell you.
Fal. There's neither honesty, manbood, nor P. Hen. For obtaining of suits?
good fellowship in thee, nor thou camest uot of Fal. Yea, for obtaining of suits : whereof the blood royal, if thou darest not stand for ten the hangman hath no lean wardrobe. 'Sblood, shillings. I am as melancholy as a gib cat, or a lugged P. Hen. Well, then, once in my days P'll be bear.
a mad-cap. P. Hen. Or an old lion ; or a lover's lute. Fal. Why, that's well said.
Fal. Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire. P. Hen. Well, come what will, I'll tarry at bagpipe.
home. P. Hlen. What sayest thou to a bare, or the Fal. By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, when melaucloly of Moor ditch ?
thou art king. Fal. Thou bast the most unsavoury similes ; P. Hen. I care not. and art, indeed, the most comparative, rascal Poins. Sir John, I pry'thee leave the prince liest, sweet young prince,-But, Hal, I pr'y- and me alone; I will lay him down such reasons thee, trouble me no more with vanity. I would for this adventure, that he shall go. to God, thou and I knew where a commodity Fal. Well, may'st thou bave the spirit of perof good paines were to be bought : An old lord suasion, and he the ears of profiting, that what of the council rated me the other day in the thou speakest may move, and what he hears street about you, Sir; but I marked him not : may be believed, that the true prince may (fur and yet he talked very wisely ; but I regarded recreation sake,) prove a false thief; for the him not: and yet he talked wisely, and in the poor abuses of the time want countenance. Fare. street too.
well : You sball find me in Eastcheap. P. Hen, Thou did'st well ; for wisdom cries P. Hen. Farewell, thout latter spring! Fareout in the streets, and no man regards it.
well, All-bailown summier ! 1 Fal. O thou hast damnable iteration ;+ and
(Exit FALSTAFF. art indeed able to corrupt a saint. Thou hast Poins. Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride done much barm upon me, Hal,- God forgive with us to-morrow; I have a jest to execute, thee for it! Before I knew thee, Hal, I knew that I cannot manage alone. Falstaff, Bardolph, nothing; and now am I, if a man should speak Peto, and Gadshill, shall rob those men that we truly, little better than one of the wicked. bave alrcady way-laid ; yourself and I will not must give over this life, and I will give it over : be there ; and when they have the booty, if you by the Lord, an I do not, I am a villain ; I'll and I do not rob them, cut this head from my be damned for never a king's son in Christen-shoulders. dom.
P. Hen. But how shall we part from them iu P. llen. Where shall we take a purse to-setting forth? morrow, Jack ?
Poins. Why, we will set forth before or after Fal. Where thou wilt, lad, I'll make one: an them, and appoint them a place of meeting. I do not, call me villain, and baffe me, wherein it is at our pleasure to fail ; and then
P. Hen. I see a good amendinent of life in will they adventure upon the exploit themselves, tbee ; from praying to purse-taking.
which they sball have no sooner achieved, but
we'll set upon them. Enter POINS, at a distance.
P. Hen. Ay, but 'tis like tbat they will know Fal. Why. Hal. 'tis my vocation. Hal : 'tis us, by our horses, by our habits, and by every no sin for a man to labour in his vocation. I other appointment, to be ourselves. Poins !--Now shall we know if Gadshill hath set Poins. Tut! our horses they shall not sce, a match. O if men were to be saved by me-l'll tie them in the wood ; our visors we will rit, what hole in hell were hot enough for bim ? | change, after we leave them; and, sirrah, I have This is the most omnipotent villain, that ever cases of buckram for the nonce, to immask our cried, Stand, to a true man.
noted outward garments. P. Hen. Good morrow, Ned.
P. llen. But I doubt they will be too hard Poins. Good morrow, sweet Hal.-What says for us. monsieur Remorse? What says Sir John Sack- / Poins. Well, for two of them, I know them and-Sugar ? Jack, how agrees the devil and thee to be as true-bred cowards as ever turned back ; about thy soul, that thou soldest him on Good and for the third, if he fight longer than be sces Friday last, for a cup of Madeira and a cold ca- reason, I'll forswear arms. The virtue of this pon's leg?
I jest will be, the incomprehensible lies that this P. Hen. Sir John stands to his word, the same fat rogue will tell us, when we meet at devil shall have his bargain; for he was never supper : how thirty, at least, he fought with ; yet a breaker of proverbs, he will give the devil what wards, what blows, what extremities lie his due.
endured ; and, in the reproof of this, lies the Poins. Then art thou damned for keeping thy jest. Word with the devil.
P. Hen. Well, I'll go with thee; provide us P. Hen. Else he had been damned for cozen- all things necessary, and meet me tomorrow ing the devil,
uight in Eastcheap, there l'll sw. Farewell. Poins. But, my lads, my lads, to morrow Poins. Farewell, my lord. (Exit POINs. morning. by four o'clock. early at Gadsbill: P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while There are pilgrims going to Canterbury with
• Masks. • A Scotch term for a castrated cat.
+ The value of a coin called real or royal + Citation of holy texts. I Trust me with igno- t Fine weather at All-hallown.tide, (i e. All Salord, miny. Made an appointment.
llonest. Nov. Ist) is called a All-ballowa summer.
The unyok'd humour of your idleness :
Took it in snuff :--and still he smil'd, aud Yet herein will I imitate the sun,
talk'd ; Who doth permit the base contagious clouds And, as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, To smother up his beauty from the world,
He call'd them untaught kuaves, uninannerly, That, when he please again to be himself,
To bring a slovenly unbandsome corse Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, Betwixt the wind and bis nobility. By breaking through the foul and ugly mists With many holiday and lady terms Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him. He gestion'd me; among the rest demanded If all the year were playing holidays,
My prisoners, in your majesty's behalf. To sport would be as tedious as to work ;
I then, all smarting, with my wounds being But, when they seldom come, they wish'd-for
To be so pester'd with a popinjay, .
Out of my grief + and my impatience,
He should, or he should not ;-for he made ine By how much better than my word I am,
mad, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ;
To see him sbine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault,
of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save Shall show more goodly, and attract more eyes,
the inark !)
the Than that wbich hath no foil to set it off. And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth I'll so offend, to make offence a skill;
Was parmaceti for an inward bruise : Redeeming time, when meu think least I will. And that it was great pity, so it was,
fecit. That villanous saltpetre should be digg'd
SCENE III.-The same. Another Room in / out of the bowels of the harmlee diggd
SCEVE II. The same.- Another Room in Which many a good tall I fellow had destrov'd the Palace.
So cowardly ; and but for these vile guns
He would bimself have been a soldier. Enter King HENRY, NORTHUMBERLAND, | This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord,
WORCESTER, HOTSPUR, Sir WALTER BLUNT, | I answer'd indirectly, as I said: and others.
And, I beseech you, let not this report K. Hen. My blood bath been too cold and come current for an accusation, temperate,
Betwixt my love and your high majesty. Unapt to stir at these indignities,
Blunt. The circunstance consider'd, good iny And you bave found me ; for accordingly,
To such a person, and in such a place,
To do him wrong, or any way impeach
What then he said, so he unsay it now. Which the proud soul pe'er pays, but to the K. Hen. Why, yet he doth deny his pri. proud.
soners, Wor. Our house, my sovereign liege, little But with proviso, and exception, deserves
| That we, at our own charge, shall ransom The scourge of greatness to be used on it;
straigbt And that same greatness too which our own His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer: hands
Who, on my soul, bath wilfully betray'd Have holp to make so poorly.
The lives of those that he did lead to fight North. My lord,
Against the great magician, damn'd GlenK. Hen. Worcester, get thee gone, for I see
Whose daughter, as we hear, the Earl of And disobedience in tbine eye : 0 Sir,
March Your presence is too bold and peremptory, Hath lately married. Shall our coffers then And majesty might never yet endure
Be emptied, to redeem a traitor home? The moody frontier + of a servant brow.
Shall we buy treason? and indents with fears. You have good leave to leave us : when we when they have lost and forfeited themselves? need
No, on the barren mountains let bim starve : Your use and counsel, we shall send for you. For I shall never hold that man my friend,
Erit WORCESTER. / Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost You were about to speak.
TO NORTH. To ransom holne revolted Mortimer. North. Yea, my good lord.
Hot. Revolted Mortimer! Those prisoners in your bighness' name de. He never did fall off, my sovereign liege, manded,
But by the cbance of war : To prove that true, Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took, Needs no more but one tongue for all those Where, as he says, not with such strength de
wounds, As is deliver'd to your majesty :
(nied Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly be Either envy, therefore, or misprison,
took, Is guilty of this fault, and not my son.
When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank, Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners.
Iu single opposition, hand to hand, But, I remember, when the fight was done, He did confound the best part of an hour When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, In changing hardiment with great Gicn. Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword,
dower : Came there a certain lord, neai, trimly dress’d, Three times they breath'd, and three times did Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin, new
they drink, teap'd,
Upon agreement, of swift Severn's food : Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest home ; Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks, He was perfumed like a milliner :
Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds, And 'twixt his finger, and his thnmb he held And hid his crisp beat in the hollow bank, A pouncet-box wbich ever and anon
Blood-stained with these valiant combatants.
Colour her working with such deadly wounds; And plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke Nor never could the noble Mortimer
And shall it, in more shame, be further spoken Receive so many, and all willingly :
That your are fool'd, discarded, and sbook off Then let bim not be slander'd with revolt. By him, for whom these shames ye underwent 1 K. Hen. Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou No; yet time serves, wberein you may redeem dost belie bim;
Your banish'd honours, and restore yourselves He never did encounter with Glendower :
Into the good thoughts of the world again : I tell thee,
Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt He durst as well bave met the devil alone, of this proud king; who studies, day and As Owen Glendower for an enemy.
night, Art not ashanied ? But, Sirrah, henceforth
To answer all the debt he owes to you, Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer :
Even with the bloody payment of your deaths. Send me your prisoners with the speediest Therefore, I say,-means,
Wor. Peace, cousin, say no more :
I'll read you matter deep and dangerous ;
(Exeunt King HENRY, BLONT, and Train. On the unsteadfast footing of a spear. Hot. And if the devil come and roar for Hot. If he fall in, good night :-or sink or them,
swim : I will not send them :-I will after straight, Send danger from the east unto the west, And tell him so; for I will ease my heart,
So honour cross it from the north to south, Although it be with hazard of my head.
And let them grapple :-Oh! the blood more North. Wbat, drunk with choler ? stay, and
stirs, pause awbile ;
To rouse a lion than to start a hare Here comes your uncle.
North. Imagination of some great exploit,
Drives him beyond the bounds of patience. Re-enter WORCESTER.
Hot. By heaven methinks it were an easy Hot. Speak of Mortimer?
leap, 'Zounds, I will speak of him; and let my soul To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd Want mercy, if I do not join with bim :
moon; Yea, on his part, I'll empty all these veins, | Or dive unto the bottom of the deep, And shed my dear blood drop by drop i'the dust, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer
And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; As bigh i'the air as this unthankful king,
So be, that doth redeem her thence, night As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke.
wear, North. Brother, the king hath made your ne. Without co-rival,--all her dignities : pbew mad.
(To WORCESTER. But out upon tbis half-fac'd fellowship ! Wor. Who struck this beat up, after I was Wor. He apprehends a world of figures gone?
bere, Hot. He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners ; But not the form of what he should attend. And when I urg'd the ransom once again
Good cousin, give me audience for a while. of my wife's brother, then bis cheek look'd Hot. I cry you mercy. pale ;
Wor. Those same noble Scots, And on my face he turn'd an eye of death, That are your prisoners, Trembling even at the name of Mortimer.
Hot. 1°!I keep them all ; Wor. I cannot blame him: Was he not pro- By heaven be shall not have a Scot of thein : claim'd,
No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not : By Richard that dead is, the pext of blood ?
PII keep them, by this hand.
And lend no ear unto my purposes.-
Hot. Nay, I will ; that's flat : From whence be, intercepted, did return
He said he would not ransom Mortimer ; To be depos'd, and shortly, murdered.
Forbade my tongue to speak of Mortiiner ; Wor. And for whose death, we in the world's But I will find him when he lies asleep, wide mouth
And in his ear I'll holla-Mortimer ! Live scandaliz'd, and foully spoken of.
Nay, Hot. But, soft, I pray you: Did kiug Richard I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak then
Nothing but Mortimer, and give it him, Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer
To keep bis anger still in motion. Heir to the crown?
Wor. Hear you, North. He did ; myself did bear it.
Cousin ; a word. Hot. Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin Hot. All studies here I solemnly defy, + king,
Save how to gall and pinch this Bolivgbroke : That wish'd him on the barren mountains And that same sword-and-bucklert Prince of starv'd.
And would be glad he met with some misAnd, for his sake, wear the detested blot
chance, Of murd'rous subordination,-shall it be,
I'd have bim poison'd with a pot of ale. That you a world of curses undergo;
Wor. Farewell, kinsman! I will talk to you, Being the ageuts, or base second means,
When you are better temper'd to attend. The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather ? North. Why, what a wasp-stung and impaO pardon me, that I descend so low,
tient fool To show the line and the predicament
Art thou, to break into this woman's mood; Wherein you range under this subtle king.
Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own? Shall it, for shame, be spoken in these days,
Hot. Why, look you, I am whipp'd and Or all up chronicles in time to come,
scourg'd with rods, That men of your nobility and power, Did gage them both in an unjust behalf,
• Shapes created by his imagination. As both of you, God pardon it! have done,
+ Refuse. To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose
The term for a blustering quarrelsome felis,
Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear
Аст ІІ. of this vile politician, Bolingbroke. In Richard's time,-What do you call the SCENE 1.-Rochester.-An Inn Yurd. place ?
Enter a CARRIER, with a Lantern in his A plague upon't !-it is in Glostershire :
hand. irwas where the mad-cap duke his uncle Car. Heigh ho! An't be not four by the
kept; His uncle York ;-where I first bow'd my knee
day, I'll be hanged: Charles' wain is over the Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,
new chimney, and yet our horse not packed. When you and he came back from Raven
Ost. (Within.) Anon, anon. spurg.
i Car. I pry'thee Tom, beat Cut's + saddle, North. At Berkley castle.
put a few flocks in the point; the poor jade is Hot. You say true :
wrung in the withers out of all cess. I Why, what a candy • deal of courtesy This fawning greyhound then did proffer me !
Enter another CARRIER. Look,-when his infant fortune came to
2 Car. Pease and beans are as dank $ here as age, And, gentle Harry Percy, and, kind cowsin,--|
a dog, and that is the next way to give poor Oh the devil take such cozeners !--God for
jades the bots : 0 this house is turned upside
down, since Robin ostler died. give me !-Good uncle, tell your tale, for I have done.
i čar. Poor fellow ; never joyed since the
price of oats rose; it was the death of him. Wor. Nay, if you have not, to't again ;
2 Car. I think this be the most villainous We'll stay your leisure
house in all London road for feas ; I am stung Hot. I bave done, i'faith.
like a tench. Wor. Then once more to your Scottish pri
1 Car. Like a tench by the mass, there is soners. Deliver them up without their ransom straight,
ne'er a king in Christendom could be better bit And make the Douglas' son your only mean
than I have been since the first cock.
9 Car. Wby, they will allow us ne'er a jorden, For powers in Scotland; which, for divers
and then we leak in your chimney; and your reasong
chamber-lie breeds fleas like a loach... Which I sball send you written, be assur'd
1 Car. What, Ostler ! come away and be Will easily be granted.-Yon, my lord, [7' NORTHUMBERLAND.
hanged, come away. Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd,
2 Car. I have a gammon of bacon, and two Shall secretly into the bosom creep
razes of ginger, to be delivered as far as Charingor that same noble prelate, well belov'd,
cross. The archbishop.
1 Car. 'Odsbody! the turkies in my pappler Hot. Of York, is't not ?
are quite starved. What, ostler 1-A plague on Wor. True : who bears hard
eye in thy head ? canst not hear ? An 'twere not as good a deed
. His brother's death at Bristol the lord Scroop.
deed I speak not this in estimation, t
as drink, to break the pate of thee, I am a very As what I think might be, but what I know
villain.- Come, and be banged :--Hast no faidh
in thee 1 Is ruminated, plotted, and set down ; And only stays but to behold the face
Enter GADSHILL. or that occasion that shall bring it on.
Gads. Good Hot. I smell it; upon my life, it will do
morrow, carriers. What's well.
o'clock? North. Before the game's a-foot, thou still
1 Car. I think it be two o'clock. Jet'st slip.
Gads. I pr'ytbee lend me thy lantern, to see Hot. Why, it cannot choose but be a noble
my gelding in the stable. plot:
i Car. Nay, soft, I pray ye; I know a trick And then the power of Scotland, and of York,
worth two of that, i'faith. To join with Mortimer, ha ?
Gads. I pr'ythee lend me thine. Wor. And so they shall.
2 Car. Ay, when ? canst tell ?-Lend me thy Hot. In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.
lantern, quoth a ?-marry, I'll see thee hanged Wor. And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,
örst. To save our beads by raising of a head : 1
Gads. Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
to come to London The king will always think him in our debt,
2 Car. Time enough to go to bed with a can. And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,
dle, I warrant thee.--Coine, neighbour Mugs, Till he hath found a time to pay us home.
we'll call up the gentlemen ; they will aloug And see, already, how he doth begin
with company, for they have great charge.
Exeunt CARRIERS. To make us strangers to his looks of love.
Gads. What bo! chamberlain ! Hot. He does, he does; we'll be reveng'd on bim.
Cham. [Within.) At band, quoth pick-purse. It Wor. Cousin, farewell :-No further go in
Gads. That's even as fair as-at hand, quoth this,
the chamberlain : for thou variest no more from Than I by letters shall direct your course
picking of purses, than giving direction doth When time is ripe, (which will be suddenly,)
from labouring; thou lay'st the plot bow. I'll steal to Glendower and lord Mortimer :
Enter CHAMBERLAIN. Where you and Douglas, and our powers at
Cham. Good morrow, master Gadshill. It olice, (As I will fashion it,) sball happily meet,
holds current that I told you yesternight : There's To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,
a franklin it in the wild of Kent, hath brought
three hundred marks with bim in gold: I heard Which now we hold at much mcertainty.
him tell it to one of his company, last night at North. Farewell, good brother : we shall
supper: a kind of auditor ; one that hath abun. thrive, I trust.
dance of charge too, God knows what. They Hot. Uncle, adieu :--Oh! let the hours be
are up already, and call for eggs and butter : short,
They will away presently. ill fields, and blows, and groans applaud our sport i
• The constellation l'rta major. (Ereunt. + Name of his horse. Measure. Wet. Worms.
Spotted like a tench.
'. A small fish supposed to breed feas.
" A proverb, from the pick-purse being always 1 A body of forces.
h; orme ride up
Gads. Sirrah, if they meet not with saint, afoot with me ; and the stony-bearted villains Nicholas' clerks, I'll give thee this neck. know it well enougb : A plague upon't, when
Cham. No, I'll none of it: i pr'ythee, keep thieves cannot be true to one another ! [They that for the hangman ; for I know thou worship'st whistle.) Whew 1-A plague upon you all I Give saint Nicholas as truly as a man of falsehood me my horse, you rogues ; give me my horse, and may.
be hanged. Gads. What talkest thon to me of the bang. P. Hen. Peace, ye fat-gats ! lie down : lay man? if I hang, I'll make a fat pair of gallows :thine ear close to the grouud, and list if thou for if I bang, old Sir John hangs with me; and canst hear the tread of travellers. thon knowest he's no starveling. Tut! there are Fal. Have you any levers to lift me up again, other Trojans that thou dreanest not of; the being down ! 'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own which, for sport sake, are content to do the pro-fesh so far afoot again, for all the coin iu thy Session some grace, that would, if matters should father's exchequer. What a plague mean ye to be looked into, for their own credit sake, make colto me thus ? all whole. I am joined with no foot land-rakers, P. Hen. Thou liest, thou art not colted, thou no long-stati, sixpenny strikers ; none of these art uncolted. mad, mustachio purple-bued malt-worms : but Fal. I pr'ythee, good prince Hal, help me to with nobility and tranquillity ; burgomasters and my horse ; good king's son. great oueyers; t such as can hold in ; such as P. Hen. Out, you rogue ! shall I be your will strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner | ostler! than drink, and drink sooner than pray: And Fal. Go, bang thyself in thy own heir-appa. yet I lie ; for they pray continually to their saint, rent garters! If I be ta'en, Pli peach for this. the commonwealth ; or, rather, not pray to her, An I have not ballads made on you all, and but prey on her ; for they ride up and down on sung to filthy tunes, let a cup of sack be my her, and make her their boots. $
poison : When a jest is so forward, and afoot too, Cham. Wbat, the commonwealth their boots ? |-I hate it. will she hold out water in foul way? Gads. She will, she will; justice bath Ji
Enter GADSHILL. quored her. We steal us in a castle, cocksure ;
Gads. Stand. we have the re eipt of feru-seed, we walk invisi.
Ful. So I do, against my will, ble.
Poins. O 'lis our setter: I know his voice Cham. Nay, by my faith! I think you are more beholden to the right than to fern-seed,
Enter BARDOLPU. for your walking invisible.
Gads. Give me thy hand : thon shalt have a Bard. What news ? share in onr purchase, as I am a true man.
Gads. Case ye, case ye ; on with your visors ; Cham. Nay, rather let me have it as you are a there's money of the king's coming down the false thief.
bill; 'tis going to the king's exchequer. Gads. Go to; Homo is a common name to all Fal. You lie, you rogue ; 'tis going to the meu. Bid the ostler bring my gelding out of king's tavern. the stable. Farewell, you muddy knave.
Gads. "There's enough to make us all. (Ereunt. Fal. To be hanged.
P. Hen. Sirs, you four shall front them in SCENE 11.-The Road by Gadshill.
the narrow lane; Ned Poins and I will wall lower: if they 'scape from your encounter,
then they light on us. Enter Prince HENRY and POINS ; BARDOLPH
Peto. How many be there of them? and PETO, at some distance.
Gads. Some eight, or ten. Poins. Come, shelter, sheltes; I have re
Fal. 'Zounds I will they not rob us? ved Falstaft's horse, and he frets like a
P. Hen. What, a coward, Sir Jobn Paunch 1 gummed velvet.
Fal. Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your P. Hen. Stand close.
grandfather ; but yet no coward, Hal.
P. Hen. Well, we leave that to the proof Enter FALSTAFP.
Poins. Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind
the hedge; when thou needest him, there tliou Fal. Poins ! Poins, and be hanged ! Poins! I shalt find him. Farewell, and stand fast.
P. Hen. Peace, ye fat kidneyed rascal ; What Fal. Now cannot I strike bim, if I should be a brawling dost thou keep ?
hanged. Fal. Where's Poins, Hal ?
P. Hen, Ned, where are our disguises ? P. Hen. He is walked up to the top of the Poins. Here, hard by ; stand close. hill; l'll go seek bim.
(Ereunt P. HENRY and POINS. Pretends to seek Poins. Fal. Now, my masters, happy man he lais Fal. I am accursed to rob in that thief's dole, say I ; every man to his business. company : the rascal bath removed my borse, and tied him I know not where. If I travel but four
Enter TRAVELLERS. foot by the squire further afoot, I shall break i Trav. Come, neighbour; the boy shall lead my wind. Well, I doubt not but to die a fair our horses down the hill : we'll walk afout a death for all this, if I 'scape hanging for killing while, and ease our legs. that rogue. I have forsworn his company bourly! Thieves. Stand. any time this two-and-twenty years, and yet il Trav. Jesu bless us ! am bewitched with the rogue's company. If the Fal. Strike; down with them ; cut the vil rascal bave not given me medicines to make me lains' throats: Ah! whoreson caterpillars! ba. love bim, I'll be hanged; it could not be else : con-fed knaves ! they hate us youth: dowu with I bave drunk medicines.-Poins !--Hala plague them; fleece them. upon you both!--Bardolph - Peto II'll starve, 1 Trav, 0 we are undone, both we and our's, ere l'Il rob a foot further. An 'were not as for ever. good a deed as drink, to turn true man, and Fal. Hang ye, gorbellied knaves ; Are ye leave these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that undone ? No, ye fat chuffs ; I would your store ever chewed with a tooth. Eight yards of were here ! On, bacons, on! Wbat, ye kraves ? uneven ground, is threescore and ten miles young men must live : You are grand jurors are
ye? We'll jure ye, i'faith. • Cmt term for highwaymen.
(Exeunt FALSTAFF, fc. Driving the + Poot pads. t Polylic accountants.
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