Sivut kuvina

Bard. was pistant as in

Bard. Ay, marry, there's the point :

| But who is substituted 'gainst the French, . But if without him we be thought too feeble, I have no certain notice. My judgment is, we should not step too far

Arch. Let us on ; Till we had his assistance by the hand :

And publish the occasion of our arms. For, in a tbeme so bloody-fac'd as this,

The commonwealth is sick of their own choice, Conjecture, expectation, and surmise

Their over-greedy love hath surfeited :ci aids uncertain, should not be admitted. A habitation giddy and unsure Arch. 'Tis very true, lord Bardolph ; 5, Hath he, that buildeth on the vulgar heart. indeed,

O thou fond inany! with what loud applause It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury. Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Boling. Bard. It was, my lord; who lin'd himself with

broke, hope,

Before he was what thou wouldst have him be? Eating the air on promise of supply,

And being now trimm'd in thine own desires, Flattering himself with project of a power

Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him, Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts: That thou provok'st thyself to cast him up. And so, with great imagination,

So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge Proper to madmen, led his powers to death, Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard ; And, winking, leap'd into destruction.

And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up, Hast. But, by your leave, it never yet did And howl'st to find it. What trust is in these burt,

times ? To lay down likelihoods, and forms of hope. Tbey that, when Richard lir'd, would have him Bard. Yes, in this present quality of


Are now become enamour'd on his grave; Indeed the instant action, (a cause on foot,) Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head, Lives so in bope, as in an early spring

When through proud London he came sighing We see the appearing buds; wbich, to prove

on fruit,

After the admired heels of Bolingbroke, Hope gives not so much warrant, as despair, Cry'st now, ( earth, yield us that king again, That frosts will bite them. When we mean to And take thou this 10 thoughts of men accurst! build,

Past, and to come, seem best ; things present, We first survey the plot, then draw the model ;

worst. And when we see the figure of the house,

Mowb. Shall we go draw our numbers, and Then must we rate the cost of the erecti ,n :

set on ? Which if we find outweighs ability,

Hast. We are time's subjects, and time bids Wbat do we then, but draw anew the model

be gone.

(Ereunt. In fewer offices; or, at least, desist To build at all? Much more, in this great

(Whicb is, almost, to pluck a kingdom down,

And set another up,) should we survey
The plot of situation, and the model;

SCENE 1.-London.-A Street.
Consent upon a sure foundation ;

Enter Hostess; FANG, and his Boy, with Question surveyors ; know our own estate, How able such a work to undergo,

her; and SNARE following. To weigh against bis opposite ; or else,

Host. Master Fang, have you entered the We fortify in paper, and in figures,

action ? Using the names of men, instead of men :

Fang. It is entered. Like one, that draws the model of a house

Host. Where is your yeoman ? Is it a lusty Beyond his power to build it; who, half yeoman I will a' stand to't ? through,

Fang. Sirrah, where's Snare ? Gives O'er, an leaves his part created cost

Host. O lord, ay : good master Snare. A naked subject to the weeping clouds,

Snare. Here, bere. And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.

Fang. Snare, we must arrest Sir John Fal. Hast. Grant that our hopes (yet likely for staff. fair birth,)

Host. Yea, good master Snare ; I have en. Should be still-born, and that we now possess'd

Snare. It may chance cost some of us our The utmost man of expectation;

lives, for be will stab. I think we are a body strong enough,

Host. Alas the day ! take heed of him; he Even as we are, to equal with the king.

stabbed me in mine own house, and that most Bard. What I is the king but five and twenty beastly : in good faith, 'a cares not what misthousand ?

chief he dotb, if his weapon be out: he will Hast. To us, no more ; nay, not so much, foin t like any devil; be will spare neither lord Bardolph.

man, woman, nor child. For bis divisions, as the times do brawl,

Fang. If I can close with bim, I care not for Are in three heads : one power against the bis thrust. French,

Host. No, nor I neither : I'll be at your And one against Glendower ; perforce, a third

elbow. Must take up us : So is the unfirm king

Fang. An I but fist bim once; an 'a come In three divided ; and his coffers sound

but within my vice :With bollow poverty and emptiness.

Hos. I am undone by his going ; ( warrant Arch. That he should draw his several you, he's an intinite thing upon my score : strengths together,

Good master Faug, bold bim sure;-good mas. And come against us in full paissance,

ter Snare, let me not scape. He comes conNeed not be dreaded.

tinuantly to Pie-corner, (saving your manHast. If he should do so,

boods,) to buy a saddle; and he's indited to He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and dinner to the lubbar's head in Lumbert-street, Welsh

to master Smooth's the silkman : I pray ye, Baying him at the heels: never fear that.

since my exion is entered, and any case so Bard. Who is it like should lead his forces openly known to the world, let him be brought hither?

in to his answer. A hundred mark is a long Hast. The duke of Lancaster, and West

moreland : Against the Welsh, bimself and Harry Mon- 12, 000 Frenchmen landed at Milford Haven during mouth :

I this rebellion to aid Glendower.

1 'Thrust.

pentancy lord,

loan for a poor lone woman to bear : and I have wound! And didst thou not, when she was gone horne, and borne, and borne ; and have been down stairs, desire me to be no more so fami. fubbed off, and rubbed off, and fubbed off, liarity with such poor people ; saying, that ere froin this day to that day, that it is a sbame to long they should call me madamı ? And didst be thought ou. There is no honesty in such thou not kiss me, and bid me fetch thee thirty dealing ; unless a woman should be made an shillings? I put thee now to thy book-oath ; deny ass, and a beast, to bear every kuave's wrong.- it, if thou canst.

Fal. My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she Enter Sir JOIN FALSTAFF, PAGE, and BAR

says, up and down the town, that her eldest son DOLPH

is like you : sbe bath been in good case, and the Yonder he comes; and that arrant malmsey- truth is, poverty hath distracted her. But for nose knave, Bardolph, with hini. Do your these foolish officers, I beseech you, I may have offices, do your offices, niaster Fang, and was redress against them. ter Spare ; do me, do me, do me your offices. Ch. Just. Sir John, Sir Job, I am well ac.

fal. How now ? whose mare's dead? what's quainted with your manner of wrenching the true the matter?

canse the false way. It is not a confident brow, Fang. Sir Job, I arrest you at the suit of nor the throng of words that come with such more mistress Quickly.

than impudent sauciness from you, can thrust me Fal. Away, varlets !-Draw, Bardolph ; cut from a level consideration : you have, as it apme off the villain's bead ; throw the quean in pears to me, practised upon the easy-yielding the channel.

spirit of this woman, and made ter serve your Host. Throw me in the channel ? I'll throw uses both in purse and person. thee in thee channel. Wilt thou ? wilt thou ! Host. Yea, in troth, my lord. thou bastardly rogue !-Murder, murder! 0 Ch. Just. Pr'ythee, peace :-Pay her the thou honey-suckle • villain! wilt thou kill God's debt you owe her, and unpay the villainy you officers, and the king's? O thou honey-seed + have done with ber: the one you may do with fogue ! thout art a honey-seed ; a man-queller, sterling money, and the other with current reand a woman-queller.

pentance. Fal. Keep them ofl, Bardolph.

Fal. My lord, I will not undergo this sneap • Fang. A rescue! a rescue!

without reply. You call bonourable boldness, inHost. Good people, bring a rescue or two.- pudent sauciness : if a man will make court'sy, Thou wo't, wo't thou thou wo't, wo't thon / do, and say nothing, he is virtuous : No, my lord, do, thou rogue ! do, thou hemp-seed !

my humble duty remembered, I will not be your Fal. Away, you scullion! you rampallian ! suitor; I say to you, I do desire deliverance from you fustilarian ! I'll tickle your catastrophe. these officers, being upon hasty employment in

the king's affairs. Enter the Lorii CHIEF JUSTICE, attended.

Ch. Just. You speak as having power to do Ch. Just. What's the matter ? keep the peace wrong: but answer in the effect of your reputahere, ho !

tion, t and satisfy the poor woman. Host. Good my lord, be good to me! I beseech Fal. Come hither, hostess. you, stand to me!

[Taking her aside. Ch. Just. Huw now, Sir John? what, are you brawling here?

Enter Gower. Doth this become your place, your time, and Ch. Just. Now, master Gower; What news! business to

Gow. The king, my lord, and Harry prince of You should have been well on your way to


Are near at hand : the rest the paper tells.
Stand from him, fellow; Wherefore bang'st Fal. As I am a gentleman ;
thou on him?

Host. Nay, you said so before. Host. O my most worshipful Jord, an't please Fal. As I am a gentleman ;--Come, no more your grace, I am a poor widow of Eastcheap, words of it. and he is arrested at my suit.

Host. By this heavenly ground I tread on, I Ch. Just. For what sum !

must be faiu to pawn both my plate, and the Host. It is more than for some, my lord : it is tapestry of iny diuing-chau, bers. for all, all I have : he hath eaten me out of Fal. Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking : bouse and bome; he hath put all my substance and for thy walls,-a pretty slight drollery, or the into that fat belly of his :-hut I will have some story of the prodigal, or the German hunting in of it out again, or l'll ride thee o'nights, like the water-work, is worth a thousand of these bed-bang mare,

ings, and these fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be Fal. I think, I am as like to ride the mare, iften pound, if thou canst. Come, an it were not I have any vantage of ground to get up.

for thy humours, there is not a better wench in Ch. Just. How comes this, Sir John Fie! England. Go, wash thy face, and 'drar tby ac wbat man of good temper would endure this tion: Come, thou must rot be in this humour tempest of exclamation i Are you not ashamed, with me; dost not know me? Come, come, I to enforce a poor widow to 50 rough a course to know thon wast set on to this. come by her own ?

| Host. Pray thee, Sir Jobu, let it be but twnty Fal. What is the gross sum that I owe thee! nobles : i'faith I am loath to pawn my plate, in

Host. Marry, if thou wert an honest man, good earnest, la. thyself and the money too. Thou didst swear Fal. Let it alone ; I'll make other shift : you'll to me upon a parcel-gilt i goblet, sitting in my be a fool still. Dolphin chamber, at the round table, by a sea. Host. Well, you shall have it, though I pawn coal fire, on Wednesday in Whitson-week, my gown. I hope you'il conie to supper : You'll when the prince broke thy head for liking bis pay me all together? father to a singing man of Windsor : thou didst Fal. Will i live 1-Go, with her, with her ; swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, IrTo BARDOLPH.) hook ou, hook 01. to marry me, and make me my lady thy wife. Hlost. Will you have Doll Tear-sheet meet yon Canst thon deny it? Did not goodwife Keech, lat supper? the butcher's wife, come in then, and call me Fal. No more words ; let's have her. gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess

(Eseunt HOSTESS, BARDOLPH, Oficers, of vinegar ; telling us, she had a good dish of

and PAGE. prawns: whereby thou didst desire to eat some ; Ch. Just. I have heard better news. whereby I told thee, they were ill for a green Fal. What's the news, my good lod?

Ch. Just. Wbere lay the king last night? • Homveidal.

Party mil.

• Snub.
Suitable to your character

Govo. At Basingstoke, my lord.

,fault of a better, to call my friend,) I could be Fal. I hope, my lord, all's well : What's the sad, and sad indeed too. news, my lord ?

Poins. Very hardly, upon such a subject. Ch. Just. Come all bis forces back ?

P. Hen. By this band, thou think'st me as far Gow. No; fifteen bundred foot, five hundred in the devil's book, as thou and Falstaft, for obborse,

duracy and persistency : Let the end try the mall, Are march'd up to my lord of Lancaster.

But I tell thee,-my heart bleeds inwardly, that Against Northumberland, and the archbishop. my father is so sick : and keeping such vile

Fal. Comes the king back from Wales, my company as thou art, hath in reason taken from noble lord 1

me all ostentation of sorrow. Ch. Just. You shall have letters of me pre Poins. The reason 1 sently : Come, go along with me, good master P. Hen. What would'st thou think of me, if Gower.

I should weep? Fal. My lord I

Poins. I would think thee a most princely hy. Ch. Just. What's the matter

pocrite. Fal. Master Gower, sball I entreat you with P. Hen. It would be every man's thought : me to dinner ?

and thou art a blessed fellow, to think as every Gou'. I must wait upon my good lord here : Iman thinks; never a man's thought in the world thank you, good Sir John.

keeps the road-way better than thine : every man Ch. Just. Sir Jolan, you loiter here too long, would think me a hypocrite indeed. And what seeing you are to take soldiers up in counties as accites your most worshipful thought, to think you go.

so ? Fal. Will you sup with me, master Gower Poins. Why, because you have been so lewd,

Ch. Just. What foolish master tanght yon and so much engraffed to Falstaff. these manners, Sir John ?

P. Hen. And to thee. Fal. Master Gower, if they become me not, Poins. By this light, I am well spoken of, I can be was a fool that taught them me.-This is the hear it with my own ears; the worst that they right fencing grace, my lord ; tap for tap, and so can say of me is, that I am a second brother, and part fair.

that I am a proper fellow of my hands; and Ch. Just. Now the Lord lighten thee I thou those two things, I confess, I caunot help. By art a great fool.

(Exeunt. the mass, here comes Bardolph.

P. Hen. And the boy that I gave Falstaff : he SCENE II.-The same.- Another Street. bad him from me Cbristian ; and look, if the fat

villaiu hath not trausforined him ape. Enter Prince HENRY and Poins. P. Hen. Trust me, I am exceeding weary.

Enter BARDOLPH and PAGE. Poins. Is it come to that? I had thought Bard. 'Save your grace! weariness durst not bave attached one of so high P. Hen. And your's, most noble Bardolph I blood.

Bard. Come, you virtuous ass, (To the PAGE.] P. Hen. 'Faith, it does me : though it dis- you bashful fool, must you be blushing where colours the complexion of my greatness to ac- fore blush you now? What a maidenly man at knowledge it. Doth it not show vilely in me, to arins are you become? Is it such a matter, to desire sinall beer ?

get a pottle-pot's maidenhead. Poins. Why, a prince should not be so Page. He called me even now, my lord, loosely studied, as to remember so weak a com- through a red lattice, . and I could discern no position.

part of his face from the window : at last, I spied P. Hen. Belike then, my appetite was not his eyes; and, methought, he had made two princely got ; for, by my troth, I do now re- holes in the ale-wife's new petticoat, and peeped meinber the poor creature, small beer. But, through. indeed, these huinble considerations make me P. llen. Hath not the boy profited ? out of love with my greatness. What a dis. Bard, Away, you wlioreson upright rabbit; grace is it to me, to remember thy naine ? or to away! know thy face to-morrow? or to take note how Page, Away, you rascally Althea's dream, many pair of silk stockings thou hast ; vi:. away! these, and those that were the peach-colour'd| P. Hen. Instruct us, boy : What dream, boy? ones 1 or to bear the inventory of thy sbirts : 1 Page. Marry, my lord, Althea dreamed she was as, one for superfluity, and one other for use delivered of a fire-brand; and therefore I call him --but that, the tennis-court keeper knows better her dream than ; for it is a low ebb of linen with thee, P. Hen. A crown's worth of good interpretawhen thou keepest not racket there : as thoution. There it is, boy. (Gires him money. bast not done a great while, because the rest Poins. O that this good blossom could be kept of thy low-countries have made a shift to eat from cankers !-Well, there is sixpence to preserve up thy Holland : and God knows, whether those thee. that hawl out the ruins of thy linen, • shall Bard. An you do not niake him be hanged inherit his kingdom : but the midwives say, the among you, the gallows shall have wrong. children are not in the fault ; whereupon the P. Hen. And how doth thy master, Bar. world increases, and kindreds are mightily dolph ? strengthened.

Bard. Well, my lord. He beard of your grace's Poins. How ill it follows, after you have la- coming to town; there's a letter for you. boured so hard, yon should talk so idly? Tell Poins. Delivered with good respect. And how me, how many good young princes would do so, doth the martlemas, t your master ? their fathers being so sick as your's at this time Bard. In bodily health, Sir. is ?

Poins. Marry, the immortal part needs a phy. P. Hen. Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins 1 sician : but that moves not bim; though that be

Poins. Yes ; and let it be an excellent good sick, it dies not. thing.

P. Hen. I do allow this went to be as familiar P. Hen. It will serve among wits of no higher with me as my dog : and he holds his place; for breeding than thine.

look you how be writes. Poins. Go to : I stand the push of your one Poins. [Reads.] John Falstaff, knight, thing that you will tell.

Every man must know that, as oft as he has P. Hen. Why, I tell thee,- it is not meet that occasion to name himself. Even like those that I should be sad, now my father is sick : albeit I could tell to thee, (as to one it pleases me, for!

• An ale-house window.

+ Martinmas, St. Martin's day is Nov. 11. • Children wrapped up in his old shirts.

Swoln excrescence.

are kin to the king : for they never prick their | Give even way unto my rough affairs : tinger, but they say, There is some of the king's Put not you on the visage of the times, blood spilt: How comes that? says be, that And be, like them, to Percy troublesome. takes upon him not to conceive : the answer is Lady N. I have given over, I will speak no as ready as a borrower's cap; I am the king's

more : poor cousin, Sir.

Do what you will ; your wisdom be your guide. P. Hen. Nay, they will be kin to us, or they North. Alas, sweet wife, my honour is at will fetch it from Japhet. But the letter :

pawn; Poins. Sir John Falstaff, knight, to the son And, but my going, nothing can redeem it. of the king, nearest his father, Harry Prince Lady P. O yet, for God's sake, go not to these of Wales, greeting.- Why, this is a certiti

wais! cate.

The time was, father, that you broke your word, P. Hen. Peace.

When you were more endear'd to it than now ; Puins. I will imitate the honourable Roman When your own Percy, when my heart's dear in brevity :-he sure means brevity in breath ;

Harry, short-winded.- commend me to thee, I com- | Threw many a northward look to see his father mend thee, and I leave thee. Be not too fami-Bring up his powers; but he did long in liar with Poins ; for he misuses thy favours so

vain. much, that he swears thou art to marry his sis-Who then persuaded you to stay at home ter Nell. Repent at idle times as thou may'st, There were two honours lost; your's and your and so farewell.

son's. Thine, by yea and no, (which is as for your's-may heavenly glory brighten it ! much as to say, as thou usest him,)| For his,-it stuck upon bim, as the sun Jack Falstaff with my familiars : In the grey vault of heaven; and, by his light, John,with my brothers and sisters ; Did all the chivalry of England inove

and Sir John, with all Europe. To do brave acts : he was indeed, the glass My lord, I will steep this letter in sack, and make wherein the noble youth did dress themselves. him eat it.

He had no legs, that practised not his gait : P. Hen. That's to make him eat twenty of his And speaking thick, which nature made bis words. But do you use me thus, Ned 1 must I

blemish, marry your sister?

Became the accents of the valiant : Poins. May the wench bave no worse fortune ! For those that could speak low, and tardily, but I never said so.

Would turn their own perfection to abuse, P. Hen. Well, thus we play the fools with r'o seem like him : So that, in speech, in gait, the time; and the spirits of the wise sit in the In diet, in affections of delight, clouds and mock us.- Is your master bere in in military rules, humours of blood, London ?

He was the mark and glass, copy and book, Burd. Yes, my lord.

Tbat fashion'd others. And bim,-0 wondrous P. Hen. Where sups het doth the old boar

bim! feed in the old frank 7.

O miracle of men !-him did you leave, Bard. At the old place, my lord ; in East (Second to none, unseconded by you,) cheap.

To look upon the hideous god of war P. Hen, What company ?

In disadvantage; to abide a field, Page. Ephesians, my lord; of the old church. Where nothing but the sound of Hotspur's P. Hen, Sup any women with bim 1

name Page. None, my lord, but old mistress Quickly, Did seem defensible :--80 you left him : and mistress Doll Tear-sheet.

Never, o never, do his ghost the wrong, P. Hen. What Pagad may that be ?

To hold your honour more precise and nice Page. À proper gentlewoman, Sir, and a kids. With others than with him; let them alone, woman of my master's.

The marshal and the archbishop are strong : P. Hen. Éven such kin, as the parish heifers Had my sweet Harry bad but half their num. are to the town bull.-Shall we steal upon them,

bers, Ned, at supper ?

To-day might I, hanging on Hotspur's neck, Poins. I am your shadow, my lord ; I'll follow Have talk'd of Monmouth's grave. you.

North. Beshrew your heart, P. Hen. Sirrah, you boy, -and Bardolph ;-|Fair daughter! you do draw my spirits from no word to your master, that I am yet come to

ine, town : There's for your silence.

With new lamenting ancient oversights. Bard. I bave no tongue, Sir.

But ( must go, and meet with danger there; Page. And for mine, Sir, I will govern it. Or it will seek me in another place,

P. Hen. Fare ye well; go. (Exeuni BARDOLPH And find me worse provided. and PAGE.]-This Doll Tear-sheet should be some Lady N. O fly to Scotland, road.

Till that the nobles, and the arined commons, Poins. I warrant yon, as common as the way Have of their puissance made a little taste. between Saint Alban's and London.

Lady P. If they get ground and vantage of P. Hen. How might we see Falstaff bestow

the king, himself to-night in his true colours, and not our - Then join you with them like a rib of steel, selves be seen!

so make strength stronger ; but, for all our Poins. Put on two leather jerkins and aprons,

loves, and wait upon him at his table as drawers. First let then try themselves : So did your son ;

P. Hen. From a god to a bull ? a heavy de- He was so suffer'd ; so came I a widow; scension ! it was Jove's case. From a prince to And never shall bave length of life enough, a prentice ? a low transformation ! that shall be To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes, mine: for, in every thing, the purpose must weigh that it may grow and sprout as high as heaven with the folly. Follow me, Ned. (Exeunt. For recordation to my noble husband.

North. Come, coine, go in with me: 'tis with
SCENE INI.-Warkworth.--Before the

As with the tide swell'd up unto its height,

That makes a still-stand, running neither way, Enter NORTHUMBERLAND, Lady NORTHUM.

Fain would I go to meet the archbishop,

But many thousand reasons hold me back :Norih. I pray thee, loving wife, and gentle I will resolve for Scotland ; tbere am I, daugliter,

Till time and vantage crave my company.

(Ereunt. • Sty.

the purpose

(Exeunt. | Norlh my mind; vellid up uning neither

Host. I'faith, sweecood temperality ; your pula ber

es no swaggerer,

nin as gently as

SCENE IV.- London.-A Room in the Boar's

Re-enter DRAWER.
Head Tavern, in Eastcheap.

Draw. Sir, ancient • Pistol's below, and

would speak with you. Enter tuo DRAWERS.

Dol. Hang bim, swaggering rascal ! let Sim 1 Dran'. What the devil hast thon brought not come hither: it is the foul mouth'dst roglie there apple-Johns? thou know'st, Sir John in cannot endure an apple-John..

Host. If he swagger, let him not come here : 2 Draw, Mass, thou sayest true: The prince no, by my faith; I inust live amongst my once set a dish of apple-Johus before him, and

neighbours ; I'll no swaggerers: I am in good told him, there were five more Sir Johns : and,

naine and fame with the very best :- Shut ube putting off his hat, said, I will now take my door :- there comes to swaggerers bere : I have leave of these six dry, round, olil, wither'd not lived all this while, to have swaggering now : knights. It angered bin to the heart ; but he --shut the door, I pray you. hath forgot that.

Fal. Dost thou hear, hostess !-i Draw. Why then, cover, and set them


Host. Pray

Host. Pray you, pacify yourself, Sir John ; down. And see if thou canst find out Sneak's I there comes 110 Swaggerers here. noise ; + mistress Tear-sheet would fain hear Fal. Dost thou hear ? it is mine ancient. some music. Despatch : -The room where Host. Tilly-fally, Sir John, never tell me ; they supped is to hot: they'll come in your ancieut swaggerer comes tot in my doors. straight.

I was before master Tisick, the deputy, the other 2 Drau'. Sirrah, here will be the prince and day; and, as he said to me, it was no longer master Poins anon; and they will put on two

ago than Wednesday last,- Neighbour Quickly, of our jerkins and aprons ; and Sir John inust

says he ;-master Dumb, our minister, was by not know of it: Bardolph hath brought word.

them;- Neighbour Quickly, says he ; receive 1 Draw, By the mass, here will be old utis :t!

those that are civil; for, saith be, you are It will be an excellent stratagem.

in an ill name how he said so, I can tell 2 Draw. P'll see if I can find out Sneak.

whereupon; for, says he, you are an honest Erit.

woman, and well thought on; therefore take Enter HOSTESS and DOLL TEAR-SHEET.

heed what guests you receive : Receive, says

be, no snaggering compavions.--There connes Host. l'faith, sweet heart, methinks now you

none here you would bless you to hear what

he said ;-10, l'll no swaggerers. sidge beats as extraordinarily as heart would Fal. He's no swaggerer, hostess ; & tame desire; and your colour, I warrant you, is as

cheater, he ; you may stroke hiin as gently as red as any rose : But, i'faith, you have drunk too

a puppy greyhound: he will not swagger with a much canaries ; and that's a marvellous search- Rarbarv

Barbary hen, if her feathers turn back in ally ing wine, and it perfumes the blood ere one can

show of resistance.-Call him up, drawer. say,- What's this? How do you now?

Host. Cheater, call you him? I will bar no Dol. Better than I was. Hem !

honest man my house, vor no cheater : But I do Host. Why, that's well said ; a good heart's

not love swaggering; by my troth, I am the worth gold. Look, here comes Sir Johu.

worse, when one says-swagger : seel, masters, Enter FALSTAFF, singing.

how I shake ; look you, I warrant you.

Dol. So you do, hostess. Fal. When Arthur first in Court-Empty Host. Do I? yea, in very truth, do , an the jordan.- and was a trorthy king : (Exill' were an aspen lear: I cannot abide swag. DRAWER.] How now, mistress Doll?

gerers. Host. Sick of a calın : yea, good sooth.

Fal. So is all her sect; an they be once in a Enter PISTOL, BARDOLPA, and PAGE. calm, they are sick.

Pist. 'Save you, Sir Jolu! Dol. You muddy rascal, is that all the com- Pal. Welcome, ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, fort you give me?

1 charge you with a cup of sack : do you dis. Fal. You make fat rascals, mistress Doll.

charge upon mine hostess. Dol. I make them! gluttony and diseases Pist. I will discharge upon her, Sir Jolin, make them; I make them not.

with two bulets. Fal. 1f the cook help to make the gluttony, Fal. She is pistol proof, Sir ; you shall hardly you help to make the diseases, Doll: we catch

me diseases, Doll. We caicu offend her of you, Doll, we catch of you ; grant that, my

Host. Come, l'll drink no proofs, nor no bulpoor virtue, grant that.

lets : l'il drink no more than will do me good, Dol. Aye, marry ; our chains, and our jewels. For

for no man's pleasure, I. Fal. Your brooches, pearls, and ouches : Pist. Then to you. mistress Dorothy ; I will for to serve bravely, is to come halting off, Ich

come halling on, charge yoni. you know: To come off the breach with his pike

Dol. Charge me? I scorn you, scurvy combent bravely, and to surgery bravely; to ven

panion. What! you poor, base, rascally, cheat. ture upon the charged chambers ģ bravely :

ing, lacklinen mate! Away you mouldy rogue, Dol. Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang away! I am meat for your master. yourself!

Pist. I kuow you, mistress Dorothy. Host. By my troth, this is the old fashion ; you Dal

Dol. Away, you cut-purse rascall you filthy two never meet, but you fall to some discord :

bung, away ! by this wine, I'll thrust my knife you are both, in good troth, as rheumatic as two l in

in your mouldy chaps, an you play the suicy dry toasts; you cannot one bear with another's

cuttle with me. Away, you bottle-ale rascal! confirmities. What the good-year! one must bear,

T, you basket-hilt stale juggler, you !-Since when, and that must be you : (70 DOLL.) you are the li pray you. Sir 3-What, with two points I on weaker vessel, as they say, the emptier vessel. I your shoulder I inuch! Dol. Can a weak empty vessel bear such a

Pist. I will murder your ruff for this. huge full hogshead ? there's a whole merchant's

Fal. No more, Pistol ; I would not have you venture of Bourdeaux stuff in him ; you have

go off here: discharge yourself of our company, Mut seen a hulk better stuffed in the hold.-Come, I

Come, Pistol. I'll be friends with thee, Jack : thou art going to Host. No. good captain Pistol; not here, the wars; and whether I shall ever see thee again, !

again, sweet captain. or no, there is nobody cares.

Pol. Captain! thou abominable damned

cheater, art thou not ashamed to be called An apple that will keep two years, + Sneak was a street minstrel: a noise of musicians

Eusiga. autently signified a concert. Merry doings.

+ Gamester. Laces, inarks of his commiss'en. Small pieces of ordnance.

$ Au expression of disdain.

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