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Pist. Not the ill wind which blows no man to good.Sweet knight, thou art now one of the greatest men in the realm.
Sil. By’r lady, I think ’a be; but goodman Puff of Barson.
Pist. Puff ?
Fal. I pr’ythee now, deliver them like a man of this world.
Pist. A foutra for the world, and worldlings base! I speak of Africa, and golden joys.
Fal. O, base Assyrian knight, what is thy news? Let king Cophetua know the truth thereof.
Sil. And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John. Sings.
Pist. Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons ?
Shal. Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding.
Shal. Give me pardon, sir.—If, sir, 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 some authority.
Pist. Under which king, Bezonian? speak, or die.
Harry the Fourth, or Fifth ?
A foutra for thine office !--
Fal. What! is the old king dead ?
Fal. Away, Bardolph; saddle my horse.—Master Robert Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine. --- Pistol, I will double charge thee with dignities.
Bard. O, joyful day!- I would not take a knighthood for my fortune.
Pist. What? I do bring good news ?
Fal. Carry master Silence to bed.-Master Shallow, my lord Shallow, be what thou wilt, I am fortune's steward. Get on thy boots; we'll ride all night.-0, sweet Pistol :
- Away, Bardolph. [Exit BARD.] — Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and, withal, devise something to do thyself good.—Boot, boot, master Shallow; I know the young king is sick for me. Let us take any man's horses; the laws of England are at my commandment. Happy are they which have been my friends; and woe to my lord chief justice!
Pist. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also ! Where is the life that late I led, say they. Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant days. [Exeunt.
SCENE IV. London. A Street. Enter Beadles, dragging in Hostess QUICKLY and DOLL
Host. No, thou arrant knave; I would I might die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast drawn my shoulder out of joint.
1 Bead. The constables have delivered her over to me; and she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant her. There hath been a man or two lately killed about her.
Dol. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I'll tell thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal; an the child I now go with do miscarry, thou hadst better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paper-faced villain.
Host. O the Lord, that sir John were come! he would make this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God, the fruit of her womb miscarry!
1 Bead. If it do, yon shall 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 Pistol beat among you.
Dol. I'll tell thee what, thou thin man in a censer! I will have you as soundly swinged for this, you blue-bottle rogue! you filthy, famished correctioner! if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half-kirtles. .
1 Bead. Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.
Host. O, that right should thus overcome might! Well; of sufferance comes ease.
Dol. Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice.
Dol. Goodman death! goodman bones !
A public Place near Westminster Abbey.
Enter two Grooms, strewing Rushes. 1 Groom. More rushes, more rushes. 2 Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice.
1 Groom. It will be two o'clock ere they come from the coronation. Despatch, despatch. [Exeunt Grooms. Enter FalstaFF, SHALLOW, Pistol, BARDOLPH, and the
Page. Fal. Stand here by me, master Robert Shallow; I will make the king do you grace: I will leer upon him, as ’a comes by; and do but mark the countenance that he will give me.
Pist. God bless thy lungs, good knight.
Fal. Come here, Pistol ; stand behind me.-0, if I had had time to have made new liveries, I would have bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you. [To SHALLOW.] But 'tis no matter; this poor show doth better: this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.
Shal. It doth so.
Fal. As it were, to ride day and night; and not to deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience to shift me.
Shal. It is most certain.
Fal. But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with desire to see him; thinking of nothing else; putting all affairs else in oblivion; as if there were nothing else to be done, but to see him.
Pist. 'Tis semper idem, for absque hoc nihil est : 'Tis all in every part.
Shal. 'Tis so, indeed.
Pist. My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver,
By most mechanical and dirty hand :-
[Shouts within, and the trumpets sound. Pist. There roared the sea, and trumpet-clangor sounds. Enter the King and his Train, the Chief Justice among them.
Fal. God save thy grace, king Hal! my royal Hal!
Pist. The Heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp of fame!
Fal. God save thee, my sweet boy!
speak? Fal. My king ! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart !
King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers; How iil white hairs become a fool, and jester! I have long dreamed of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swelled, so old, and so profane; But, being awake, I do despise my dream. Make less 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 jest; Presume not, that I am the thing I was; For heaven doth know, so shall the world perceive, That I have turned away my former self: So will I those that kept me company. When thou dost hear I am as I have been, Approach me; and thou shalt be as thou wast, 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 misleaders, Not to come near our person by ten mile. For 'competence of life, I will allow you, That lack of means enforce you not to evil; And, as we hear you do reform yourselves, We will — according to your strength and qualities — Give you advancement.-- Be it your charge, my lord, To see performed the tenor of our word. Set on.
[Exeunt King, and his Train. Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.
Shal. Ay, marry, sir John; which I beseech you to let me have home with me.
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Fal. That can hardly be, master Shallow. Do not you grieve at this : I shall be sent 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 stuff me out with straw. I beseech you, good sir John, let me have five hundred of my thousand.
Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word; this that you heard, was but a color.
Shal. A color, I fear, that you will die in, sir John.
Fal. Fear no colors; go with me to dinner. Come, lieutenant Pistol; — come, Bardolph.—I shall be sent for soon at night.
Re-enter Prince Jolin, the Chief Justice, Officers, fc.
Ch. Just. Go, carry sir John Falstaff to the Fleet; Take all his company along with him.
Fal. My lord, my lord, —
Ch. Just. I cannot now speak; I will hear you soon. Take them away. Pist. Si fortuna me tormenta, spero me contenta. [Exeunt Fal., SHAL., Pist., BARD., Page, and
Ch. Just. And so they are.
P. John. I will lay odds, that, ere this year expire,