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Out of his keeper's arms, even so my limbs,

Weaken'd with grief, being now enrag'd with grief.

Are thrice themselves. Hence, therefore, thou nice

crutch !
A sc aly g auntlet now with joints of steel
Must glove this hand ; and hence, thou sickly quoif !
Thou art a guard too wanton for the head
Which princes, flesh'd with conquest, aim to hit.
Now bind my brows with irons ; and approach 150

The ragged'st hour that time and spite dare bring
To frown upon the enrag'd Northumberland !
Let heaven kiss earth ! now let not Nature's hand
Keep the wild flood confin'd ! let order die !
And let this world no longer be a stage
To feed contention in a fingering act ;
But let one spirit of the first-born Cain
Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set
On bloody courses, the rude scene may end
And darkness be the burier of the dead ! 160

Travers. This strained passion doth you wrong, my
lord.

Lord Bardolph. Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from
your honour.

Morton. The lives of all your loving complices
Lean on your health, the which, if you give o'er



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To stormy passion, must perforce decay.

You cast the event of war, my noble lord,

And summ'd the account of chance, before you said

' Let us make head.' It was your presurmise

That, in the dole of blows, your son might drop.

You knew he walk'd o'er perils, on an edge, 170

More likely to fall in than to get o'er ;

You were advis'd his flesh was capable

Of wounds and scars, and that his forward spirit

Would lift him where most trade of danger rang'd.

Yet did you say ' Go forth ; ' and none of this.

Though strongly apprehended, could restrain

The stifif-borne action. What hath then befallen.

Or what hath this bold enterprise brought forth,

More than that being which was like to be ?

Lord Bardolph. W^e all that are engaged to this loss
Knew that we ventur'd on such dangerous seas 181

That if we wrought our life 't was ten to one,
And yet we ventur'd, for the gain propos'd
Chok'd the respect of likely peril fear'd ;
And since we are o'erset, venture again.
Come, we will all put forth, body and goods.

Morton. 'T is more than time, and, my most noble lord,
I hear for certain, and do speak the truth,
The gentle Archbishop of York is up
With well-appointed powers ; he is a man 190

Who with a double surety binds his followers.
My lord your son had only but the corpse,
But shadows and the shows of men, to fight,



Scene II] Second Part of King Henry IV 31

For that same word, rebellion, did divide
The action of their bodies from their souls,
And they did fight with queasiness, constrain'd.
As men drink potions, that their weapons only
Seem'd on our side ; but, for their spirits and souls,
This word, rebellion, it had froze them up,
As fish are in a pond. But now the bishop 200

j Turns insurrection to religion.
Suppos'd sincere and holy in his thoughts,
He 's foUow'd both with body and with mind,
And doth enlarge his rising with the blood
Of fair King Richard, scrap'd from Pomfret stones,
Derives from heaven his quarrel and his cause,
Tells them he doth bestride a bleeding land,
Gasping for hfe under great Bolingbroke ;
And more and less do flock to follow him.

Northumberland. I knew of this before ; but, to speak
truth, 210

This present grief had wip'd it from my mind.
Go in with me, and counsel every man
The aptest way for safety and revenge.
Get posts and letters, and make friends with speed ;
Never so few, and never yet more need. \_Exei/iit.

Scene II. London. A Street
Enter Falstaff, with his Page bearing his sword and

buckler

Falstaff. Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to
my water ?



J 2 Second Part of King Henry IV [Act i

Page. He said, sir, tlie water itself was a good liealthy
water ; but, for the party that owed it, he might have
more diseases than he knew for.

Fahtaff. Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at
me /the brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man,
is not able to invent any thing that tends to laughter,
more than I invent or is invented on me. I am not
only wittv in myself, but the cause that wit is in other lo
me^Jf I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath
overwhelmed all her litter but one. If the prince put
thee into my service for any other reason than to set
me off, why then I have no judgment. Thou whoreson
mandrake, thou art fitter to be worn in my cap than
to wait at my heels. I was 'never manned with an
agate till now ; but I will inset you neither in gold
nor silver, but in vile apparel, and send you back again
to your master, for a jewel, — the juvenal, the prince
your master, whose chin is not yet fledged. I will 20
sooner have a beard grow in the palm of my hand
than he shall get one on his cheek; and yet he will
not stick to say his face is a face-royal. God may
finish it when he will, 't is not a hair amiss yet ; he
may keep it still at a face-royal, for a barber shall
never earn six-pence out of it, and yet he '11 be
crowing as if he had writ man ever since his father
was a bachelor. He may keep his- own grace, but
he 's almost out of mine, I can assure him. What said
Master Dombledon about the satin for my short cloak 30
and my slops?



Scene II] Second Part of King Henry IV 33

Page. He said, sir, you should procure him better
assurance than Bardolph. He would not take his
bond and yours ; he liked not the security.

Falstaff. Let him be damned, like the glutton !
pray God his tongue be hotter ! A whoreson Achi-
tophel ! a rascally yea-forsooth knave ! to bear a
gendeman in liand, and then stand upon security !
The whoreson smooth-pates do now wear nothing but
high shoes, and bunches of keys at their girdles; and ^o
if a man is through with them in honest taking up,
then they must stand upon security. I had as lief
they would put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop
it with security. I looked a' should have sent me two
and twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and
he sends me security. Well, he may sleep in security,
for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness
of his wife shines through it ; and yet cannot he see,
though he have his own lanthorn to light him. Where 's
Bardolph ? 50

Page. He 's gone into Smithfield to buy your wor-
ship a horse.

Falstaff. I bought him in Paul's, and he '11 buy me
a horse in Smithfield ; an I could get me but a wife in
the stews, I were manned, horsed, and wived.

Entej' the Lord Chief-Justice and Servant

Page. Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed
the prince for striking him about Bardolph.
Falstaff. Wait close ; I will not see him.

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34 Second Part of King Henry IV [Act I

Chief-Justice. What 's he that goes there?

Sennint. Falstaff, an 't please your lordship. 60

Chief-Justice. He that was in question for the rob-
bery?

Servant. He, my lord; but he hath since done
good service at Shrewsbury, and, as I hear, is now
going with some charge to the Lord John of Lancaster.

Chief -Justice. What, to York? Call him back again.

Sen)ant Sir John Falstaff !

Falstaff. Boy, tell him I am deaf.

Page. You must speak louder ; my master is deaf.

Chief -Justice. I am sure he is, to the hearing of
any thing good. — Go, pluck him by the elbow ; I
must speak with him. 72

Seiva?it. Sir John !

Falstaff. What ! a young knave, and begging ! Is
there not wars? is there not employment? doth not
the king lack subjects? do not the rebels need sol-
diers ? Though it be a shame to be on any side but
one, it is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst
side, were it worse than the name of rebellion can tell
how to make it. ^°

Soiiaut. You mistake me, sir.

Falstaff. Why, sir, did I say you were an honest
man? setting my knighthood and my soldiership
aside, I had lied in my throat if I h"ad said so.

Sen>ant. I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood
and your soldiership aside ; and give me leave to tell
you, you lie in your throat, if you say I am any other
than an honest man.



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Fahtaff. I give thee leave to tell me so ! I lay
aside that which grows to me ! If thou gettest any
leave of me, hang me ; if thou takest leave, thou wert
better be hanged. You hunt counter ; hence! avaunt !

Servant. Sir, my lord would speak with you. 93

Chief-Justice. Sir John Falstaff, a word with you.

Fahtaff. My good lord ! God give your lordship
good time of day. I am glad to see your lordship
abroad ; I heard say your lordship was sick. I hope
your lordship goes abroad by advice. Your lordship,
though not clean past j'our youth, hath yet some smack
of age in you, some rehsh of the saltness of time ; and
I most humbly beseech your lordship to have a rever-
ent care of your health. 102

Chief-Justice. Sir John, I sent for you before your
expedition to Shrewsbury.

Falstaff. An 't please your lordship, I hear his maj-
esty is returned with some discomfort from Wales.

Chief Justice. I talk not of his majesty ; you would
not come when I sent for you.

Falstaff. And I hear, moreover, his highness is fallen
into this same whoreson apoplexy. "o

Chief-Justice. Well, God mend him ! I pray you,
let me speak with you.

Falstaff. This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of
lethargy, an 't please your lordship ; a kind of sleeping
in the blood, a whoreson tingling.

Chief Justice. What tell you me of it? be it as it is.

Falstaff. It hath it original from much grief, from



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study and perturbation of the brain, I have read the
cause of his effects in (kilen ; it is a kind of deafness.

Chief-Justice. I think you are fallen into the dis-
ease ; for you hear not what I say to you. 121

Falstaff. Very well, my lord, very well; rather, an 't
please you, it is the disease of not listening, the mal-
ady of not marking, that I am troubled withal.

Chief -Justice. To punish you by the heels would
amend the attention of your ears, and I care not if I
do become your physician.

Falstaff. I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so
patient. Your lordship may minister the potion of
imprisonment to me in respect of poverty ; but how I
should be your patient to follow your prescriptions,
the wise may make some dram of a scruple, or indeed
a scruple itself. 133

Chief-Justice. I sent for you, when there were mat-
ters against you for your life, to come speak with me.

Falstaff. As I was then advised by my learned
counsel in the laws of this land-service, I did not come.

Chief-Justice. Well, the truth is. Sir John, you live
in great infamy.

Falstaff. He that buckles him in my belt cannot
live in less. 141

Chief Justice. Your means are very slender, and
your waste is great.

Falstaff. I would it were otherwise ; I would my
means were greater, and my waist slenderer.

Chief-Justice. You have misled the youthful prince.



Scene II] Second Part of King Henry IV 37

Falstaff. The young prince hath misled me ; I am
the fellow with the great belly, and he my dog.

Chief -Justice. Well, I am loath to gall a new-healed
wound. Your day's service at Shrewsbui-y hath a
little gilded over your night's exploit on Gadshill ;
you may thank the unquiet time for your quiet o'er-
posting that action. 153

Falstaff. Vbj lord ?

Chief -Justice. But since all is well, keep it so ; wake
not a sleeping wolf.

Falstaff. To wake a wolf is as bad as to smell a fox.

Chief -Justice. What ! you are as a candle, the bet-
ter part burnt out.

Falstaff. A wassail candle, my lord, all tallow \ if
I did say of wax, my growth would approve the truth.

Chief-Justice. There is not a white hair on your
face but should have his effect of gravity. 163

Falstaff. His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy.

Chief Justice. You follow the young prince up and
down, Uke his ill angel.

Falstaff. Not so, my lord, your ill angel is light,
but I hope he that looks upon me will take me with-
out weighing ; and yet, in some respects, I grant, I
cannot go, I cannot tell. Virtue is of so little regard 170
in these costermonger times that true valour is turned
bear-herd ; pregnancy is made a tapster, and hath
his quick wit wasted in giving reckonings ; all the
other gifts appertinent to man, as the malice of this
' age shapes them, are not worth a gooseberry. You that



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are old consider not the capacities of us that are
young, you measure the heat of our Hvers with the
bitterness of your galls ; and we that are in the va-
ward of our youth, I must confess, are wags too. 179

—^ Chief-Justice. Do you set down your name in the
scroll of youth, that are written down old with all
the characters of age? Have you not a moist eye? a
dry hand? a yellow cheek? a white beard? a decreas-
ing leg? an increasing belly? is not your voice broken?
your wind short? your chin double? your wit single ?
and every part about you blasted with antiquity? and
will you yet call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie. Sir
John ! 188

Falstaff. My lord, I was born about three of the
clock in the afternoon, with a white head and something
a round belly. For my voice, I have lost it with hal-
looing and singing of anthems. To approve my youth
further, I will not ; the truth is, I anvonly old in judg-
ment and understanding, and he that will caper with me
for a thousand marks, let him lend me the money, and
have at him ! For the box of the ear that the prince
gave you, he gave it like a rude prince, and you took
it like a sensible lord. I have checked him for it,
and the young lion repents ; marry, not in ashes and
sackcloth, but in new silk and old sack. 200

Chief -Justice. Well, God send the prince a better
companion !

Falstaff. God send the companion a better prince !
I cannot rid my hands of him.



Scene II] Second Part of King Henry IV 39

Chief -Justice. Well, the king hath severed you and
Prince Harry ; I hear you are going with Lord John
of Lancaster against the Archbishop and the Earl of
Northumberland.

Fahtaff. Yea ; I thank your pretty sweet wit for
it. But look you pray, all you that kiss my lady 210
Peace at home, that our armies join not in a hot day ;
for, by the Lord, I take but two shirts out with me,
and I mean not to sweat extraordinarily. If it be a
hot day and I brandish any thing but a bottle, I would
I might never spit white again. There is not a dan-
gerous action can peep out his head but I am thrust
upon it. Well, I cannot last ever ; but it was always
yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a
good thing, to make it too common. If ye will needs
say I am an old man, you should give me rest. 1 220
would to God my name were not so terrible to the
enemy as it is ; I were better to be eaten to death
with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with per-
petual motion.

Chief-Justice. Well, be honest, be honest ; and God
bless your expedition !

Falstaff. Will your lordship lend me a thousand
pound to furnish me forth?

Chief -Justice. Not a penny, not a penny ; you are
too impatient to bear crosses. Fare you well ; com- 230
mend me to my cousin Westmoreland.

\_Exeunt Chief Justice and Seroant.

Falstaff. If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle.



40 Second Part of King Henry IV [Act i



Unian can no more separate age and covetousness \
an a' can part young limbs and lechery. — Boy ! J

Page. Sir?

Falstaff. What money is in my purse?
Page. Seven groats and two pence.
^-T" Falstaff. I can get no remedy against this consump-
L tion of the purse ; borrowing only lingers and lingers
\ it out, but the disease i s incurable. Go bear this let- 240
ter to my Lord of Lancaster ; this to the prince ; this
to the Earl of Westmoreland ; and this to old Mistress
Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry since I
perceived the first white hair on my chin. About it ;
you know where to find me. — ^Exit Pagc.'\ A pox of
this_gout^! 'T is no matter if I do halt; I have the
wars for my colour, and my pension shall seem the
more reasonable. A good wit will make use of any
I thing ; I will turn diseases to commodity. \_Exit.



Scene IIL York. The Archbishofs Palace

Enter the Archbishop, the Lords Hastings, Mowbray,

and Bardolph

Archbishop. Thus have you heard our cause and known
our means ;
And, my most noble friends, I pray you all.
Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes. —
And first, lord marshal, what say you to it?

Mowbray. I well allow the occasion of our arms,



Scene III] Second Part of King Henry IV 41

But gladly would be better satisfied
How in our means we should advance ourselves
To look with forehead bold and big enough
Upon the power and puissance of the king.

Hastings. Our present musters grow upon the file 10
To five and twenty thousand men of choice ;
And our supplies live largely in the hope
Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns
With an incensed fire of injuries.

Lord Bardolph. The question then, Lord Hastings,
standeth thus, —
Whether our present five and twenty thousand
May hold up head without Northumberland.

Hastings. With him, we may.

Lord Bardolph. Yea, marry, there's the point ;

But if without him we be thought too feeble.
My judgment is, we should not step too far 20

Till we had his assistance by the hand,
For in a theme so bloody-fac'd as this,
Conjecture, expectation, and surmise
Of aids incertain should not be admitted.

Archbishop. 'T is very true. Lord Bardolph, for indeed
It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury.

Lord Bardolph. It was, my lord, — who lin'd himself
with hope,
Eating the air on promise of supply,
Flattering himself in project of a power
Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts ; 30

And so, with great imagination



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Proper to madmen, led his powers to death
And winking leap'd into destruction.

Hastings. Ikit, by your leave, it never yet did hurt
To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope.

Lord Bardolph. Yes, in this present quality of war.
Indeed the instant action — a cause on foot —
Lives so in hope as in an early spring
3Ve see the appearing buds, which to prove fruit,
^ope gives not so much warrant as despair 4c

ijhat frosts will bite them. When we mean to build,
We first survey the plot, then draw the model
And when we see the figure of the house.
Then must we rate the cost of the erection,
Which if we find outweighs ability,
^Vhat do we then but draw anew the model
In fewer offices, or at least desist
To build at all? Much more, in this great work,
Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down
And set another up, should we survey 50

The plot of situation and the model,
Consent upon a sure foundation.
Question surveyors, know our own estate,
How able such a work to undergo,
To weigh against his opposite ; or else
We fortify in paper and in figures,
Using the names of men instead of men,
Like one that draws the model of a house
Beyond his power to build it, who, half through,
Gives o'er and leaves his part-created cost 60



Scene III] Second Part of King Henry IV 43

A naked subject to the weeping clouds
And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.

Hastings. Grant that our hopes, yet likely of fair
birth,
Should be stillborn, and that we now possess'd
The utmost man of expectation,
I think we are a body strong enough,
Even as we are, to equal with the king.

Lord Bardolph. What, is the king but five and twenty
thousand ?

Hastings. To us no more ; nay, not so much. Lord
Bardolph.
For his divisions, as the times do brawl, 70

Are in three heads : one power against the French,
And one against Glendower ; perforce a third
Must take up us. So is the unfirm king
In three divided, and his coffers sound
With hollow poverty and emptiness.

Archbishop. That he should draw his several strengths
together
And come against us in full puissance
Need not be dreaded.

Hastings. If he should do so.

He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and Welsh
Baying him at the heels ; never fear that. 80

I ord Bardolph. Who is it like should lead his forces
hither?

Hastings. The Duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland ;
Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth ;



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But who is substituted 'gainst the French,
I have no certain notice.

Archbishop. Let us on

And publish the occasion of our arms.
The commonwealth is sick of their own choice ;
'I'hcir over-greedy love hath surfeited.
An habitation giddy and unsure

Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart. — 90

O thou fond many, with what loud applause
Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke
Before he was what thou wouldst have him be !
And being now trimm'd in thine own desires,
Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him
That thou provok'st thyself to cast him up.
So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge
Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard ;
And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up.
And howl'st to find it. What trust is in these times? 100
They that, when Richard liv'd, would have him die
Are now become enamour'd on his grave ;
Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head
When through proud London he came sighing on
After the admired heels of Bolingbroke,
Criest now ' O earth, yield us that king again,
And take thou this ! ' O thoughts of men accurs'd !
Past and to come seems best; things present worst.

Mowbray. Shall we go draw our numbers and set on ?

Hastings. We are time's subjects, and time bids be
gone. [^Exeunt.



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A Street in London



ACT II

Scene I. Lojidon. A Street

Enter Hostess, Fang and his Boy with her, and Snare

following

Hostess. Master Fang, have you entered the action?
^ang. It is entered.

Hostess. Where 's your yeoman? Is 't a lusty yeo-
man ? will a' stand to 't ?

45



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Favg. Sirrah, where 's Snare?

Hostess. O Lord, ay ! good Master Snare.

Snare. Here, here.

Fang. Snare, we must arrest Sir John Falstaff.

Hostess. Yea, good Master Snare ; I have entered
him and all. 10

Snare. It may chance cost some of us our lives, for
he will stab.

Hostess. Alas the day ! take heed of him ; he stabbed
me in mine own house, and that most beastly. In good
faith, he cares not what mischief he does, if his weapon
be out. He will foin like any devil ; he will spare
neither man, woman, nor child.

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

Hostess. No, nor I neither ; I '11 be at your elbow. 20

Fang. An I but fist him once, an a' come but
within my vice, —

Hostess. I am undone by his going ; I warrant you,
he 's an infinitive thing upon ray score. . Good Master
Fang, hold him sure ; good Master Snare, let him not
scape. A' comes continuantly to Pie-corner — saving
your manhoods — to buy a saddle ; and he is indited
to dinner to the Lubb^r's-head in Lumbert Street, to
Master Smooth's the silkman. I pray ye, since my
exion is entered and my case so openly known to the 30
world, let him be brought in to his answer. A hundred
mark is a long one for a poor lone woman to bear ;
and I have borne, and borne, and borne, and have



Scene I] Second Part of King Henry IV 47

been fubbed off, and fubbed off, and fubbed off, from
this day to that day, that it is a shame to be thought
on. There is no honesty in such deahng, unless a
woman should be made an ass and a beast, to bear
every knave's wrong. Yonder he comes ; and that
arrant malmsey-nose knave, Bardolph, with him. Do
your offices, do your offices ; Master Fang and Master
Snare, do me, do me, do me your offices. 41

Enter Falstaff, Page, and Bardolph

Falstaff. How now! whose mare's dead? what's
the matter?

Fang. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of Mistress
Quickly.

Falstaff. Away, varlets ! Draw, Bardolph ! cut me
off the villain's head ; throw the quean in the channel.

Hostess. Throw me in the channel ! I '11 throw thee
in the channel. Wilt thou? wilt thou? thou bastardly •
rogue ! Murther, murther ! Ah, thou honey-suckle 50
villain! wilt thou kill God's officers and the king's?
Ah, thou honey-seed rogue ! thou art a honey-seed, a
man-queller, and a Avoman-queller.

Falstaff. Keep them off, Bardolph.

Fang. A rescue ! a rescue !

Hostess. Good people, bring a rescue or two. Thou
woo't, woo't thou? thou woo't, woo't thou? do, do,
tho-i rogue ! do, thou hemp-seed !

Falstaff. Away, you scullion ! you rampallian ! you
fustilarian ! I '11 tickle your catastrophe. 60



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Enter the Lord Chief-Justice, atid his men

Chief-Justice. What is the matter? keep the peace
here, ho !

Hostess. Good, my lord, be good to me. I beseech
you, stand to me.

Chief-Justice. How now, Sir John ! what are you


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