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your master, for a jewel; the juvenal, the prince that which grows to me! If thou get'st any leave of your master, whose chin is not yet fledged. I will me, hang me; if thou takest leave, thou wert better sooner have a beard grow in the palm of my hand, be hanged: You hunt-counter 6, hence! avaunt! than he shall get one on his cheek; and yet he Alten. Sir, my lord would speak with you. will not stick to say his face is a face-royal : nature Ch. Just. Sir John Falstaff, a word with you. may finish it when she will, it is not a hair amiss Fal. My good lord! give your lordship good yet: he may keep it still as a face-royal, for a time of day. I am glad to see your lordship abroad: barber shall never, earn sixpence out of it; and yet I heard say, your lordship was sick : I hope, your he will be crowing as if he had writ man ever since lordship goes abroad by advice. Your lordship, his father was a bachelor. He may keep his own though not clean past your youth, hath yet some grace, but he is almost out of mine, I can assure smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of him. What said master Dumbleton about the time; and I most humby beseech your lordship, to satin for my short cloak, and slops ?

have a reverend care of your health Page. He said, sir, you should procure him better Ch. Just. Sir John, I sent for you before your assurance than Bardolph: he would not take his expedition to Shrewsbury. bond and yours; he liked not the security.

Fal. An't please your lordship, I hear his majesty Fal. A rascally yea-forsooth knave ! 'to bear a is returned with some discomfort from Wales. gentleman in hand, and then stand upon security! Ch. Just. I talk not of his majesty: – You would

The smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high not come when I sent for you. shoes, and bunches of keys at their girdles; and if Fal. And I hear moreover, his highness is fallen a man is thorough + with them in honest taking up, into this same apoplexy. then they must stand upon — security. I had as Ch. Just. Well, heaven mend him ! I pray, let lief they would put ratsbane in my mouth, as offer me speak with you. to stop it with security. I looked he should have Fal. This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of sent me two-and-twenty yards of satin, as I am a lethargy, an't please your lordship; a kind of sleeptrue knight, and he sends me security. Well, -ing in the blood, a tingling. Where's Bardolph ?

Ch. Just. What tell you me of it? be it as it is. Page. He's gone into Smithfield, to buy your Fal. It hath its original from much grief; from worship a horse.

study, and perturbation of the brain : I have read Fal. I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a the cause of his effects in Galen; it is a kind of horse in Smithtield: an I could get me but a wife deafness. in the stews, I were manned, horsed, and wived. 5 Ch. Just. I think, you are fallen into the dis

ease; for you hear not what I say to you. Enter the Lord Chief Justice, and an Attendant.

Fal. Very well, my lord, very well : rather, an't Page. Sir, here comes the nobleman that com- please you, it is the disease of not listening, the mitted the prince for striking him about Bardolph. malady of not marking, that I am troubled withal. Fal. Wait close, I will not see him.

Ch. Just. To punish you by the heels, would Ch. Just. What's he that goes there?

amend the attention of your ears; and I care not, Atten. Falstaff, an't please your lordship. if I do become your physician.

Ch. Just. Ile that was in question for the rob- Fal. I am as poor as Job, my lord; but not so bery?

patient; your lordship may minister the potion of Atten. He, my lord: but he hath since done imprisonment to me, in respect of poverty ; but good service at Shrewsbury; and, as I hear, is now how I should be your patient to follow your pregoing with some charge to the lord John of Lan- scriptions, the wise may make some dram of a scrucaster.

ple, or, indeed, a scruple itself. Ch. Just. What, to York? Call him back again. Ch. Just. I sent for you, when there were matters Alten. Sir John Falstaff!

against you for your life, to come speak with me. Fal. Boy, tell him, I am deaf.

Fal. As I was then advised by my learned counsel Page. You must speak louder, my master is deaf. in the laws of this land-service, I did not come.

Ch. Just. I am sure, he is, to the hearing of any Ch. Just. Well, the truth is, sir John, you live in thing good, Go, pluck him by the elbow; I must great infamy. speak with him.

Fal. Ile that buckles him in my belt, cannot live Alten. Sir John,

in less. Fal. What! a young knave, and beg! Is there Ch. Just. Your means are very slender, and your not wars? is there not employment ? Doth not the waste is great. king lack subjects ? do not the rebels need soldiers ? Fal. I would it were otherwise ; I would my Though it be a shame to be on any side but one, it means were greater, and my waist slenderer. is worse shame to beg than to be on the worse side, Ch. Just. You have misled the youthful prince. were it worse than the name of rebellion can tell

Fal. The young prince hath misled me: I am how to make it.

the fellow with the great belly, and he my dog. Allen. You mistake me, sir.

Ch. Just. Well, I am loath to gall a new-healed Fal. Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? wound: your day's service at Shrewsbury bath a setting my knighthood and my soldiership aside, I little gilded over your night's exploit on Gads-hill : had lied in my throat if I had said so,

you may thank the unquiet time for your quiet o'erAlten. I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood posting that action. and your soldiership aside; and give me leave to Fal. My lord ? tell you, you lie in your throat, if you say I am any Ch. Just. But since all is well, keep it so: wake ocher than an honest man.

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not a sleeping wolf. l'al. I give thee leave to tell me so ! I lay aside Fal. To wake a wolf is as bad as to smell a fux. 5 Alluding to an old proverb.

6 A catch-pole or bailiff.

* In their debt.

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Ch. Just. What! you are as a candle, the better death with rust, than to be scoured to nothing with part burnt out.

perpetual motion. Fal. A wassel candle?, my lord : all tallow: if I Ch. Just. Well, be honest, be honest; And hea did say of wax, my growth would approve the truth. ven bless your expedition !

Ch. Just. There is not a white hair on your face, Fal. Will your lordship lend me a thousand but should have his effect of gravity.

pound, to furnish me forth ? Fal. His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy,

Ch. Just. Not a penny, not a penny; you are too Ch. Just. You follow the young prince up and impatient to bear crosses. Fare you well : Comdown, like his ill angel.

mend me to my cousin Westmoreland. Fal. Not so, my lord; your ill angel 8 is light;

[Exeunt Chief Justice and Attendant. but, I hope, he that looks upon me, will take me Fal. If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle, without weighing: and yet, in some respects, I Boy ! grant, I cannot go, I cannot tell 9: Virtue is of so

Page. Sir ? little regard in these coster-monger times, that true Ful. What money is in my purse? valour is turned bear-herd: Pregnancy' is made a Page. Seven groats and two-pence. tapster, and hath his quick wit wasted in giving Fal. I can get no remedy against this consumpreckonings: all the other gifts appertinent to man, tion of the purse : borrowing only lingers and lingers as the malice of this age shapes them, are not worth it out, but the disease is incurable. Go bear this a gooseberry. You, that are old, consider not the letter to my lord of Lancaster; this to the prince ; capacities of us that are young: you measure the this to the earl of Westmoreland ; and this to old heat of our livers with the bitterness of your galls; mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry and we that are in the vaward? of our youth, I must since I perceived the first white hair on my chin : confess, are wags too.

About it ; you know where to find me. (Exit Page.] Ch. Just. Do you set down your name in the This gout plays the rogue with my great toe. It is scroll of youth, that are written down old with all no matter if I do halt; I have the wars for my colour, the characters of age? Have you not a moist eye ? and my pension shall seem the more reasonable : a dry hand ? a yellow cheek? a white beard? a A good wit will make use of any thing; I will turn decreasing leg ? an increasing body? Is not your diseases to commodity. +

[Erit. voice broken? your wind short? your chin double ? your wit single? and every part about you blasted SCENE III. - York. A Room in the Archbishop's with antiquity ? and will you yet call yourself

Palace. young? Fye, fye, fye, sir John! Fal. My lord, I was born about three of the clock Enter the Archbishop of York, the Lords Hastings,

MOWBRAY, and BARDOLPH. in the afternoon, with a white head, and something a round belly. For my voice, - I have lost it with Arch. Thus have you heard our cause, and known hollaing, and singing of anthems. To approve my

our means; youth further, I will not: the truth is, I am only And, my most noble friends, I pray you all, old in judgment and understanding; and he that Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes : will caper with me for a thousand marks, let him And first, lord marshal, what say you to it? lend me the money, and have at him. For the box Mowb. I well allow the occasion of our arms; o'the ear that the prince gave you, — he gave it But gladly would be better satisfied, like a rude prince, and you took it like a sensible How, in our means, we should advance ourselves lord. I have checked him for it; and the young To look with forehead bold and big enough lion repents : marry, not in ashes, and sack-cloth; Upon the power and puissance of the king. but in new silk, and old sack.

Hast. Our present musters grow upon the file Ch. Just. Well, heaven send the prince a better To five-and-twenty thousand men of choice; companion !

And our supplies live largely in the hope Fal. Heaven send the companion a better prince! Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns I cannot rid my hands of himn.

With an incensed fire of injuries. Ch. Just. Well, the king hath severed you and L. Bard. The question then, lord Hastings, stand. prince Harry : I hear you are going with lord John

eth thus; of Lancaster, against the archbishop, and the earl of Whether our present five-and-twenty thousand Northumberland.

May hold up head without Northumberland. Fal. Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it.

Hast. With him, we may. But look you pray, all you that kiss my lady peace L. Bard.

Ay, marry, there's the point : at home, that our armies join not in a hot day! for, But if without him we be thought too feeble, I take but two shirts out with me, and I mean not My judgment is, we should not step too far to sweat extraordinarily: if it be a hot day, an I Till we had his assistance by the hand : brandish any thing but my bottle, I would I might For, in a theme so bloody-fac'd as this, never spit white again. There is not a dangerous Conjecture, expectation, and surmise action can peep out his head, but I am thrust upon of aids uncertain, should not be admitted it: Well, I cannot last ever; But it was always yet Arch. 'Tis very true, lord Bardolph ; for, indeed, the trick of our English nation, if they have a good It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury. thing, to make it too common.

If you will needs L. Bard. It was, my lord; who lined himself with say, I am an old man, you should give me rest. I

hope, would to heaven, my name were not so terrible to Eating the air on promise of supply, the enemy as it is. I were better to be eaten to Flattering himself with project of a power

Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts: 7 A large candle for a feast. & The coin called an angel. 3 A large wooden hammer, so heavy as to require three men

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And so with great imagination,

For his divisions, as the times do brawl, Proper to madmen, led his powers to death, Are in three heads: one power against the French, And, winking, leap'd into destruction.

And one against Glendower; perforce a third Hast. But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt Must take up us: So is the unfirm king To lay down likelihoods, and forms of hope. In three divided; and his coffers sound

L. Bard. Yes, in this present quality of war; - With hollow poverty and emptiness. Indeed the instant action, (a cause on foot,)

Arch. That he should draw his several strengths Lives so in hope, as in an early spring

together,
We see the appearing buds; which, to prove fruit, And come against us in full puissance,
Hope gives not so much warrant, as despair, Need not be dreaded.
That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build, Hast.

If he should do so,
We first survey the plot, then draw the model, He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and Welsh
And when we see the figure of the house,

Baying him at the heels: never fear that. Then must we rate the cost of the erection;

L. Bard. Who, is it like, should lead his forces Which if we find outweighs ability,

hither? What do we then, but draw anew the model

Hast. The duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland: In fewer offices; or, at least, desist

Against the Welsh, himself, and Harry Monmouth : To build at all? Much more, in this great work, But who is substituted 'gainst the French, (Which is, almost to pluck a kingdom down, I have no certain notice. And set another up,) should we survey

Arch. The plot of situation, and the model ;

And publish the occasion of our arms. Consents upon a sure foundation ;

The commonwealth is sick of their own choice, Question surveyors; know our own estate, Their over-greedy love hath surfeited : How able such a work to undergo,

An habitation giddy and unsure To weigh against his opposite; or else,

Hath he, that buildeth on the vulgar heart. We fortify in paper, and in figures,

O thou fond many!8 with what loud applause Using the names of men, instead of men :

Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke, Like one, that draws the model of a house

Before he was what thou wouldst have him be? Beyond his power to build it; who, half through, And being now trimm'd 9 in thine own desires, Gives o'er, and leaves his part-created cost

They that, when Richard liv'd, would have him die, A naked subject to the weeping clouds,

Are now become enamour'd on his grave: And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.

Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head, Hast. Grant, that our hopes (yet likely of fair birth) When through proud London he came sighing cn Should be still-born, and that we now possess'd After the adınired heels of Bolingbroke, The utmost man of expectation ;

Cry'st now, ( earth, yield us that king again, I think, we are a body strong enough,

Anıl take thou this! O thoughts of men accurst Even as we are, to equal with the king,

Past, and to come, seem best; things present, worst. L. Bard. What! is the king but five and twenty Mowb. Shall we go draw our numbers, and set on ? thousand ?

Hast. We are time's subjects, and time bids be Hast. To us, no more; nay, not so much, lord

gone.

(Ereunt. Bardolph.

Let us on;

ACT II.

SCENE I. - London. d Street.

Fang. If I can close with him, I care not for his

thrust. Enter Hostess; Fang, and his Boy, with her; and Host. I'll be at your elbow. SNARE following.

Fang. An I but fist him once; an a' come but

within Host. Master Fang, have you entered the action ?

my

vice. Fang. It is entered.

Host. I am undone by his going ; I warrant you, Host. Where is your yeoman ? 6 Is it a lusty yeo

he's an infinite thing upon my score :

- Good masman ? will a' stand to't ?

ter Fang, hold him sure; - good master Snare, let Fang. Sirrah, where's Snare ?

him not escape.

He comes continually to PieHost. O, good master Snare.

corner, and he's indited to dinner to the Lubbar's Snare. Here, here.

Head in Lumbert-street, to master Smooth's the Fang. Snare, we must arrest sir John Falstaff. silkman: I pray ye, since my exion is entered, and

Host. Yea, good master Snare; I have entered my case so openly known to the world, let him be him and all.

brought in to his answer. A hundred mark is a long Snare. It may chance cost some of us our lives, loan for a poor lone woman to bear : and I have for he will stab.

borne, and borne, and borne ; and have been fubHost. Alas the day! take heed of him; in good bed off, and fubbed off, and fubbed off, from this faith, a' cares not what mischief he doth, if bis day to that day, that it is a shame to be thought on. weapon be out: he will foin 7 like any devil; he There is no honesty in such dealing ; unless a wowill spare neither man, woman, nor child.

man should be made an ass, and a beast, to bear

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Enter Sir John Falstaff, Page, and BARDOLPH. Fal. My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she Yonder he comes; and that arrant malmsey-nose says, up and down the town, that her eldest son is knave, Bardolph, with him. Do your offices, do like you : she hath been in good case, and, the

But for these your offices, master Fang, and master Snare; do truth is, poverty hath distracted her. me, do me, do me your offices.

foolish officers, I beseech you, I may have redress Fal. How now ¿ whose mare's dead? what's the against them. matter?

Ch. Just. Sir John, sir John, I am well acquainted Fang. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of mis- with your manner of wrenching the true cause the tress Quickly.

It is not a confident brow, nor the Fal. Away, varlets ! — Draw, Bardolph ; cut me throng of words that come with such more than off the villain's head; throw the quean in the channel. impudent sauciness from you, can thrust me from a

Host. Throw me in the channel? I'll throw thee level consideration; you have, as it appears to me, in the channel. Wilt thou? wilt thou ? thou rogue! practised upon the easy-yielding spirit of this wo

- Murder, murder! O thou honeysuckle - villain! man, and made her serve your uses both in purse wilt thou kill the king's officers ? O thou honeyseed 3 rogue! thou art a honey-seed; a man-queller,

Host. Yea, in troth, my lord. and a woman-queller.

Ch. Just. Pr'ythee, peace : - - Pay her the debt Fal. Keep them off, Bardolph.

you owe her, and unpay the villainy you have done Fang. A rescue! a rescue !

with her; the one you may do with sterling money, Host. Good people, bring a rescue or two. —

and the other with current repentance. Thou wo't, wo't thou? thou wo't, wo't thou ? do,

Fal. My lord, I will not undergo this sneap 5 do, thou rogue! do, thou hemp-seed !

without reply. You call honourable boldness, imFal. Away, you scullion! you rampallian! you pudent sauciness : if a inan will make court'sy, and fustilarian!

say nothing, he is virtuous : No, my lord, my hum

ble duty remembered, I will not be your suitor ; I Enter the Lord Chief Justice, attended. say to you, I do desire deliverance from these Ch. Just. What's the matter ? keep the peace officers, being upon hasty employment in the king's here, ho !

affairs. Host. Good my lord, be good to me! I beseech you!

Ch. Just. You speak as having power to do Ch. Just. How now, sir John? what, are you wrong: but answer in the effect of your reputabrawling here?

tion, and satisfy the poor woman. Doth this become your place, your time, and business?

Fal. Come hither, hostess. [Taking her aside You should have been well on your way to York.

Enter GOWER. Stand from him, fellow; Wherefore hang'st thou on him?

Ch. Just. Now, master Gower; What news? Host. O my most worshipful lord, an't please

Gow. The king, my lord, and Harry prince of your grace, I am a poor widow of Eastcheap, and

Wales he is arrested at my suit.

Are near at hand: the rest the paper tells. Ch. Just. For what sum ?

Fal. As I am a gentleman; Host. It is more than for some, my lord; it is

Host. Nay, you said so before. for all, all I have: he hath eaten me out of house

Fal. As I am a gentleman; Come, no more and home: he hath put all my substance into that words of it. fat belly of his.

Host. By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must Ch. Just. How comes this, sir John ? F'ye! what be fain to pawn both my plate, and the tapestry of man of good temper would endure this tempest of my dining-chambers. exclamation ? Are you not ashamed to enforce a

Fal. Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking: and poor widow to so rough a course to come by her own? for thy walls, -a pretty slight drollery, or the story Fal. What is the gross sum that I owe thee ?

of the prodigal, or the German hunting in waterHost. Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thy- work, is worth a thousand of these bed-hangings, self, and the money too. Thou didst swear to me

and these fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten pound,

if thou canst. upon a parcel-gilt i goblet, sitting in my Dolphin

Come, an it were not for thy huchamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, mours, there is not a better wench in England. upon Wednesday in Whitsun-week, when the prince Go, wash thy face, and draw 7 thy action : Come, broke thy head for liking his father to a singing- thou must not be in this humour with me ; dost not inan of Windsor : thou didst swear to me then, as

know me? Come, come, I know thou wast set on I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make to this. me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did

Host. Pray thee, sir John, let it be but twenty not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in nobles; i’faith I am loath to pawn my plate, in then, and call me gossip Quickly? coming in to good earnest, la. borrow a mess of vinegar; telling us, she had a

Fal. Let it alone; I'll make other shift ; you'll good dish of prawns; whereby thou didst desire to

be a fool still. eat some; whereby I told thee, they were ill for a

Host. Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my green wound? And didst thou not, when she was gown,

I hope you'll come to supper : you'll pay gone down stairs, desire me to be no more so fami- me all together? liarity with such poor people; saying, that ere long

Fal. Will I live ? - Go, with her, with her; they should call me madam? And didst thou not (To Bardolph.] hook on, hook on. kiss me, and bid me fetch thee thirty shillings? I put

[Ereunt Hostess, BARDOLPH, Officers, thee now to thy book-oath; deny it, if thou canst.

and Page. 5 Snub, check.

& Suitably to your character. 3 Hoinicide.

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4 Party gilt.

Homicidal

7 Withdraw,

Ch. Just. I have heard better news.

and persistency: Let the end try the man. But I Fal. What's the news, my good lord ?

tell thee, — my heart bleeds inwardly, that my Ch. Just. Where lay the king last night? father is so sick : and keeping such vile company Gow. At Basingstoke, my lord.

as thou art, hath in reason taken from me all ostenFal. hope, my lord, all's well: What's the tation of sorrow. news, my lord ?

Poins. The reason ? Ch. Just. Come all his forces back ?

P. Hen. What wouldst thou think of me, if J Gow. No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundred should weep? horse,

Poins. I would think thee a most princely hypoAre march'd up to my lord of Lancaster,

crite. Against Northumberland, and the archbishop. P. Hen. It would be every man's thought: and

Fal. Comes the king back from Wales, my noble thou art a blessed fellow, to think as every man lord ?

thinks; never a man's thought in the world keeps Ch. Just. You shall have letters of me presently: the road-way better than thine : every man would Come, go along with me, good master Gower. think me an hypocrite indeed. And what accites Fal. My lord !

your most worshipful thought, to think so ? Ch. Just. What's the matter?

Poins. Why, because you have been so much Fal. Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me engraffed to Falstaff. to dinner?

P. Hen. And to thee. Gow. I must wait upon my good lord here: I Poins. By this light, I am well spoken of, I can thank you, good sir John.

hear it with my own ears: the worst that they can Ch. Just. Sir John, you loiter here too long, being say of me is, that I am a second brother, and that you are to take soldiers up in counties as you go. I am a proper fellow of my hands; and those two

Fal. Will you sup with me, master Gower ? things, I confess, I cannot help. By the mass, here

Ch. Just. What foolish master taught you these comes Bardolph. manners, sir John ?

P. Hen. And the boy that I gave Falstaff: he Fal. Master Gower, if they become me not, he had him from me Christian ; and look, if the fat was a fool that taught them me. — - This is the right villain have not transformed him ape. fencing grace, my lord ; tap for tap, and so part fair.

Enter BARDOLPH and Page. Ch. Just. Now heaven lighten thee! thou art a great fool.

[Exeunt.

Bard. 'Save your grace.

P. Hen. And yours, most noble Bardolph. SCENE II. - Another Street.

Bard. Come, you virtuous ass, [To the Page.]

you bashful fool, must you be blushing? wherefore Enter PRINCE HENRY and Poins.

blush you now? P. Hen. Trust me, I am exceeding weary. Page. He called me even now, my lord, through

Poins. Is it come to that? I had thought weari- a red lattice, and I could discern no part of his face ness durst not have attached one of so high blood. from the window : at last, I spied his eyes.

P. Hen. 'Faith, it does me; though it discolours P. Hen. Hath not the boy profited ? the complexion of my greatness to acknowledge it. Bard. Away, you upright rabbit, away! Doth it not show vilely in me, to desire small beer? Page. Away, you rascally Althea's dream, away!

Poins. Why, a prince should not be so loosely P. Hen. Instruct us, boy: What dream, boy ? studied, as to remember so weak a composition. Page. Marry, my lord, Althea dreamed she was

P. Hen. Belike then, my appetite was not delivered of a fire-brand; and therefore I call him princely got; for, by my troth, I do now remember her dream. the poor creature, small beer. But, indeed, these P. Hen. A crown's worth of good interpretation. humble considerations make me out of love with my - There it is, boy.

[Gives him money. greatness. What a disgrace is it to me, to remem- Poins. 0, that this good blossom could be kept ber thy name ? or to know thy face to-morrow? or from cankers ! - Well, there is sixpence to preserve to take note how many pair of silk stockings thou thee. hast; viz. these, and those that were the peach- Bard. An you do not make him be hanged among coloured ones?

you, the gallows shall have wrong. Poins. How ill it follows, after you have laboured P. Hen. And how doth thy master, Bardolph ? so hard, you should talk so idly? Tell me, how Bard. Well, my lord. He heard of your grace's many good young princes would do so, their fathers coming to town; there's a letter for you. being so sick as yours at this time is ?

Poins. Delivered with good respect. And how P. Hen. Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins ? doth the martlemas 7, your master ? Poins. Yes; and let it be an excellent good thing. Bard. In bodily health, sir.

P. Hen. It shall serve among wits of no higher Poins. Marry, the immortal part needs a phy. breeding than thine.

sician; but that moves not him; though that be Poins. Go to; I stand the push of your one thing sick, it dies not. that you will tell.

P. Hen. I do allow this wen to be as familiar P. Hen. Why, I tell thee, it is not meet that with me as my dog : and he holds his place; for, I should be sad, now my father is sick : albeit I look you, how he writes. could tell to thee, (as to one it pleases me, for fault Poins. ( Reads. ] John Falstaff, knight, - Every of a better, to call my friend,) I could be sad, and man must know that, as oft as he has occasion to sad indeed too.

name himself. Even like those that are kin to the Poins. Very hardly, upon such a subject. king; for they never prick their finger, but they

P. Hen. By this hand, thou think'st me as far in say, There is some of the king's blood spill : How the devil's book, as thou and Falstaff, for obduracy 7 Martinmas ; St. Martin's day is Nov. 11.

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