Shal. Give me pardon, Sir. If you come with news from the court, I take it there is but two ways, either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am, Sir, under the King, in fome authority.

Pift. Under which King? Bezonian, speak or die.
Shal. Under King Harry.

Pift. Harry the Fourth? or Fifth?
Shal. Harry the Fourth.

Pift. A footra for thine office:

Sir John, thy tender Lamb-kin now is King,
Harry the Fifth's the man. I fpeak the truth.
When Piftol lies, do this, and fig me like
The bragging Spaniard.

Fal. What, is the old King dead?

Pift. As nail in door: the things I fpeak are just. Fal. Away Bardolph, faddle my horfe. Mafter Ro bert Shallow, chuse what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine. Piftol, I will double charge thee with dignities.

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Bard. O joyful day! I would not take a knighthood my fortune.

Pift. What? I do bring good news?

Fal. Carry mafter Silence to bed: mafter shallow, my lord Shallow, be what thou wilt, I am Fortune's fteward. Get on thy boots, we'll ride all night. Oh, fweet Piftol! away Bardolph: come, Piftol, utter more to me; and withal devife fomething to do thy felf good. Boot, boot, mafter Shallow. I know the young King is fick for me. Let us take any man's horfes: the laws of England are at my commandment. Happy are they which have been my friends; and wo to my Lord Chief Justice.

Pift. Let vultures vile feize on his lungs alfo:
Where is the life that late I led, fay they?
Why here it is, welcome this pleasant day.

[Exeunt.

SCENE

SCENE VI.

LONDON.

Enter Hoftefs Quickly, Doll Tear-fheet, and Beadles,

Hoft.

No, thomarrant knave, I would, might die

that I might have thee hang'd, thou haft drawn my fhoulder out of joint.

Bead. The conftables have deliver'd her over to me; and fhe fhall have whipping cheer enough, I warrant her. There hath been a man or two kill'd about her.

Dol. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie come on, I'll tell thee what, thou damn'd tripe-vifag'd rafcal, if the child I go with do mifcarry, thou had'ft better thou hadft ftruck thy mother, thou paper-fac'd villain.

Hoft. O that Sir John were come, he would make this a bloody day to fome body. But I pray God the fruit of her womb miscarry.

Bead. If it do, you fhall have a dozen of cushions again, you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go with me, for the man is dead that you and Piftol beat among you.

Dol. I'll tell thee what, thou thin man in a cenfor; I will have you as foundly fwindg'd for this, you blue-bottle rogue; you filthy famifh'd correctioner, if you be not fwindg'd I'll forfwear half kirtles.

Bead. Come, come, you fhe-Knight-arrant, come. Hoft. O, that right should thus o'ercome might! Well, of fufferance comes eafe.

Dol. Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice. Hoft. Yes, come, you ftarv'd blood-hound.

Dol. Goodman death, goodman bones.

Hoft. Thoud Atomy, thou.

Dol. Come, you thin thing come, you rafcal.

Bead. Very well.

[Exeunt. SCENE

I Groom.

SCENE VII.

Enter two Grooms, firewing rushes.

ORE rushes, more rushes.

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ed twice.

2 Groom. The trumpets have found-

1 Groom. It will be two of the clock ere they come from the coronation: difpatch, dispatch.

[Exeunt Grooms.

Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Piftol, Bardolph, and the Boy.

Fal. Stand here by me, mafter Robert Shallow, will make the King do you grace: I will lear upon him as he comes by, and do but mark the countenance that he will give me...!

Pift. Blefs thy lungs, good Knight.

Fal. Come here, Piftol, ftand behind me. O, if I had had time to have made new liveries, I would have bestow'd the thousand pound I borrow'd of you. But it is no matter, this poor fhew doth better; this doth in-

fer the zeal I had to fee him.

Shal. It doth fo.

Fal. It fhews my earneftness of affection.
Pift. It doth fo.

Fal. My devotion.

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Pift. It doth, it doth, it doth.

Fal. As it were to ride day and night, and not to deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience to fhift me.

Shal. It is most certain.

Fal. But to ftand ftained with travel, and fweating with defire to fee him, thinking of nothing elfe, putting all affairs in oblivion, as if there were nothing else to be done but to fee him. I

Pift. 'Tis femper idem; for abfque hoc nihil eft. "Tis all in every part. ・・

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Shal

Shal. 'Tis fo indeed.

Pift. My Knight, I will enflame thy noble liver, and make thee rage.

Thy Dol and Helen of thy noble thoughts
Is in base durance and contagious prifon;
Hauld thither by mechanick dirty hands.

Rowze up revenge from Ebon den, with fell Alecto's fnake,

For Dol is in.

Piftol speaks nought but truth.

Fal. I will deliver her.

Pift. There roar'd the fea; and trumpet clangour founds.

The Trumpets found. Enter the King and his train.

Fal. God fave thy grace, King Hal, my royal Hal. Pift. The heav'ns thee guard and keep, most royal imp of fame.

Fal. God fave thee, my fweet boy.

King. My Lord Chief Justice, speak to that vain man. : Ch. Juft. Have you your wits? know you what 'tis you speak?

Fal. My King, my Jove, I speak to thee, my heart. King. I know thee not, old man: fall to thy prayers: How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!

I have long dream'd of fuch a kind of man,
So furfeit-fwell'd, fo old, and fo profane;
But being awake, I do defpife my dream.
Make lefs thy body hence, and more thy grace,
Leave gormandizing. Know, the grave doth gape
For thee, thrice wider than for other men.
Reply not to me with a fool-born jeft;
Prefume not that I am the thing I was :

For heav'n doth know, fo fhall the world perceive,
That I have turn'd away my former self,
So will I those that kept me company.
When thou doft hear I am as I have been,
Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou waft,

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The tutor and the feeder of my riots;
Till then I banish thee, on pain of death,
As I have done the rest of my mif-leaders,
Not to come near our perfon by ten miles.
For competence of life, I will allow you,
That lack of means enforce you not to evil :
And as we hear you do e reform your felves,
We will according to your ftrength and qualities
Give you advancement. Be't your charge, my lord,
To fee perform'd the tenour of our word.

Set on.

[Ex. King, &c...

Fal. Mafter Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound. Shal. Ah marry, Sir John, which I beseech you to let me have home with me.

Fal. That can hardly be, Mr. Shallow. Do not you grieve at this I fhall be fent for in private to him: look you, he must seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancement, I will be the man yet that shall make you great.

Shal. I cannot perceive how, unless you give me your: doublet and ftuff me out with ftraw. I beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred of my thou fand.

Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that you heard was but a colour.

Shal. A colour I fear that you will die in, Sir John. Fal. Fear no colours: go with me to dinner come lieutenant Pistol, come Bardolph. I shall be sent for foon at night.

Enter Chief Justice and Prince John

Ch. Juft. Go carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet, Take all his company along with him.

Fal. My lord, my lord.