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father !



Scene V] Second Part of King Henry IV 127

King. Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, son
John,
But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown
From this bare wither'd trunk ; upon thy sight 230

My worldly business makes a period.
Where is my Lord of Warwick ?

Prince. My Lord of Warwick !

Enter Warwick, and others

King. Doth any name particular belong
Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?

Warwick. 'T is call'd Jerusalem, my noble lord.

King. Laud be to God ! even there my life must end.
It has been prophesied to me many years
I should not die but in Jerusalem,
Which vainly I suppos'd the Holy Land. —
But bear me to that chamber ; there I '11 lie, 240

In that Jerusalem shall Harry die. \_Exeunt.



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Hall in Shallow's House



ACT V

Scene I. Gloucestershire. Shallow'' s House.
Enter Shallow, Falstaff, Bardolph, and Page

Shallow. By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away
to-night. — What, Davy, I say !

Falstaff. You must excuse me, Master Robert
Shallow.

Shalloza. I will not excuse you ;" you shall not be
excused ; excuses shall not be admitted ; there is no
excuse shall serve ; you shall not be excused. — Why,
Davy !

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Scene I] Second Part of King Henry IV 129

Enter Davy

Davy. Here, sir.

Shalloiv. Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy, let me see, Davy ; 10
let me see, Davy ; let me see : yea, marry, William cook,
bid him come hither. — Sir John, you shall not be ex-
cused,

Davy. Marry, sir, thus : those precepts cannot be
served ; — and, again, sir, shall we sow the headland
with wheat?

Shalioia. With red wheat, Davy. But for William
cook ; — are there no young pigeons ?

Davy. Yes, sir. — Here is now the smith's note for
shoeing and plough-irons. 20

Shallow. Let it be cast and paid. — Sir John, you
shall not be excused.

Da-oy. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must
needs be had ; — and, sir, do you mean to stop any
of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other
day at Hinckley fair?

Shallozv. A' shall answer it. — Some pigeons, Davy,
a couple of short-legged hens, a joint of mutton, and
any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.

Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir? 30

Shallow. Yea, Davy. I will use him well ; a friend
i' court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men
well, Davy ; for they are arrant knaves, and will
backbite.

Davy. No worse than they are backbitten, sir ; for
they have marvellous foul linen.

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130 Second Part of King Henry IV [Act V

Shallow. Well conceited, Davy. About thy busi-
ness, Davy.

Davy. I beseech you, sir, to countenance William
Visor of Woncot against Clement Perkes of the 40
hill.

Shallotv. There is many complaints, Davy, against
that Visor ; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my
knowledge.

Davy. I grant your worship that he is a knave, sir ;
but yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have
some countenance at his friend's request. An honest
man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is
not. I have served your worship truly, sir, this eight
years ; and if I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear 50
out a knave against an honest man, I have but a very
little credit with your worship. The knave is mine
honest friend, sir ; therefore, I beseech your worship,
let him be countenanced.

Shallow. Go to ; I say he shall have no wrong.
Look about, Davy. — \^Exii Davy.'\ Where are you.
Sir John? Come, come, come, off with your boots.
Give me your hand, Master Bardolph.

Bardolph. I am glad to see your worship.

Shallozv. I thank thee with all my heart, kind Mas- 60
ter Bardolph ; — and welcome, my tall fellow \_to the
Page']. — Come, Sir John.

Falstaff. I '11 follow you, good Master Robert Shal-
low. — [_Exil Shallow.'] Bardolph, look to our horses.
— \_Exeinit Bardolph and Pi-igc] If I were sawed into



Scene I] Second Part of King Henry IV 131

quantities, I should make four dozen of such bearded
hermits' staves as Master Shallow. It is a wonderful
thing to see the semblable coherence of his men's
spirits and his : they, by observing of him, do bear
themselves Hke foohsh justices; he, by conversing 70
with them, is turned into a justice-Uke serving-man.
Their spirits are so married in conjunction with the
participation of society that they flock together in
consent, like so many wild-geese. If I had a suit to
Master Shallow, I would humour his men with the im-
putation of being near their master; if to his men, I
would curry with Master Shallow that no man could
better command his servants. It is certain that either
wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught, as men
take diseases, one of another ; therefore let men take 80
heed of their company. I will devise matter enough
out of this Shallow to keep Prince Harry in continual ./.
laughter the wearing out of six fashions, which is four
terms, or two actions, and a' shall laugh without inter-
vallums. O, it is much that a he with a slight oath
and a jest with a sad brow will do with a fellow that
never had the ache in his shoulders ! O, you shall
see him laugh till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid
up !

Shalloiu. [ Withvi] Sir John ! 90

Fahtaff. I come, Master Shallow ; I come, Master
Shallow. \_Exit.



132 Second Part of King Henry IV [Act v



Scene II. Westmmster. The Palace

Enter Warwick and the Lord Chief-Justice, meetijjg

Wai-wick. How now, my lord chief-justice ! whither

away ?
Chief-Justice. How doth the king?.
Warwick. Exceeding well; his cares are now all

ended.
Chief-Justice. I hope, not dead.

Warwick. He 's walk'd the way of nature,

And to our purposes he lives no more.

Chief Justice. I would his majesty had call'd me with
him ;
The service that I truly did his life
Hath left me open to all injuries.

Warwick. Indeed I think the young king loves you

not.
Chief Justice. I know he doth not, and do arm
myself 10

To welcome the condition of the time.
Which cannot look more hideously upon me
Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.

Enter Lancaster, Clarence, Gloucester, Westmore-
land, and others^

Warwick. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry.
O that the living Harry had the temper
Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen 1



Scene II] Secoild Part of King Henry IV 133

How many nobles then should hold their places,
That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort !

Chief- Justice. O God, I fear all will be overturn 'd !

Lancaster. Good morrow, cousin Warwick, good mor-
row. 20

Gloucester. ) „ ,

^, - Good morrow, cousui.

Clarence. )

Lancaster. We meet like men that had forgot to speak.
IVanuick. We do remember, but our argument
Is all too heavy to admit much talk.

Lancaster. Well, peace be with him that hath made

us heavy !
Chief-Justice. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier !
Gloucester. O, good my lord, you have lost a friend
indeed !
And I dare swear you borrow not that face
Of seeming sorrow, it is sure your own.

Lancaster. Though no man be assur'd what grace to
find, 30

You stand in coldest expectation.
I am the sorrier ; would 't were otherwise.

Clarence. Well, you must now speak Sir John Falstaff
fair.
Which swims against your stream of quality.

Chief-Justice. Sweet princes, what I did I did in hon-
our,
Led by the impartial conduct of my soul ;
And never shall you see that I will beg
A ragged and forestall'd remission.



134 Second Part of King Henry IV [Act V

If truth and upright innocency fail me,
I '11 to the king my master that is dead, 40

And tell him who hath sent me after him.
Warwick. Here comes the prince.

Enter King Henry the P'ifth, attended

Chief-Justice. Good morrow; and God save your
majesty !

King. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty,
Sits not so easy on me as you think. —
Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear.
This is the English, not the Turkish court ;
Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds.
But Harry Harry. Yet be sad, good brothers,
For, by my faith, it very well becomes you. 50

Sorrow so royally in you appears
That I will deeply put the fashion on
And wear it in my heart. Why then, be sad ;
But entertain no more of it, good brothers.
Than a joint burden laid upon us all.
For me, by heaven, I bid you be assur'd,
I '11 be your father and your brother too ;
Let me but bear your love, I '11 bear your cares.
Yet weep that Harry 's dead, and so will I ;
But Harry lives that shall convert those tears 60

By number into hours of happiness.

Princes. We hope no other from your majesty.

King. You all look strangely on me, — and you most ;
You are, I think, assur'd I love you not.



Scene II] Second Part of King Henry IV 135

Chief-Justice. I am assur'd, if I be measur'd rightly,
Your majesty hath no just cause to hate me.

King. No?
How might a prince of my great hopes forget
So great indignities you laid upon me ?
What ! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison 70

The immediate heir of England ! Was this easy?
May this be wash'd in Lethe and forgotten?

Chief -Justice. I then did use the person of your father,
The image of his power lay then in me ;
And, in the administration of his law,
Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth.
Your highness pleased to forget my place,
The majesty and power of law and justice.
The image of the king whom I presented.
And struck me in my very seat of judgment; 80

Whereon, as an offender to your father,
I gave bold way to my authority
And did commit you. If the deed were ill.
Be you contented, wearing now the garland,
To have a son set your degrees at nought,
To pluck down justice from your awful bench.
To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword
That guards the peace and safety of your person,
Nay, more, to spurn at your most royal image
And mock your workings in a second body. 90

Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours :
Be now the father and propose a son,
Hear your own dignity so much profan'd,



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See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,

Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd,

And then imagine me taking your part

And in your power soft silencing your son.

After this cold considerance, sentence me ;

And, as you are a king, speak in your state

What I have done that misbecame my place, 100

My person, or my liege's sovereignty.

King. You are right, justice, and you weigh this well ;
Therefore still bear the balance and the sword,
And I do wish your honours may increase
Till you do live to see a son of mine
Offend you and obey you, as I did.
So shall I live to speak my father's words :
' Happy am I, that have a man so bold
That dares do justice on my proper son ;
And not less happy, having such a son no

That would deliver up his greatness so
Into the hands of justice.' You did commit me,
For which I do commit into your hand
Th' unstained sword that you have us'd to bear ;
With this remembrance, — that you use the same
With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit
As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand.
You shall be as a father to my youth ;
My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear,
And I will stoop and humble my intents 120

To your well-practis'd wise directions. —
And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you ;



Scene III] Second Part of King Henry IV 137

My father is gone wild into his grave,

For in his tomb lie my affections,

And with his spirit sadly I survive,

To mock the expectation of the world.

To frustrate prophecies and to raze out

Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down

After my seeming. The tide of blood in me

Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now ; 130

Now doth it turn and ebb back to the sea,

Where it shall mingle with the state of floods

And flow henceforth in formal majesty.

Now call we our high court of parliament.

And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel

That the great body of our state may go

In equal rank with the best govern'd nation,

That war, or peace, or both at once, may be

As things acquainted and familiar to us ; —

In which you, father, shall have foremost hand. — 140

Our coronation done, we will accite,

As I before remember'd, all our state;

And, God consigning to my good intents,

No prince nor peer shall have just cause to say,

God shorten Harry's happy life one day ! \_Exeunf.

Scene III. Gloucestershire. Shallow's Orchard
Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Silence, Davy, Bardolph,

ajid the Page
Shallow. Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in
an arbour, we will eat a last year's pippin of my own



138 Second Part of King Henry IV [Act V

graffing, witli a dish of caraways, and so forth ; — come,
cousin Silence ; — and then to bed.

Falsiaff. Fore God, you have here a goodly dwell-
ing and a rich.

Shallow. Barren, barren, barren ; beggars all, beg-
gars all. Sir John ; marry, good air. — Spread, Davy ;
spread, Davy. Well said, Davy.

Falsiaff. This Davy serves you for good uses ; he is 10
your serving-man and your husband.

Shallo7v. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good
varlet. Sir John — by the mass, I have drunk too much
sack at supper ! — a good varlet. — Now sit down, now
sit down. — Come, cousin.

Silence. Ah, sirrah ! quoth-a, we shall \_Sings]

Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer.

And praise God for the merry year ;

When flesh is cheap and females dear,

And lusty lads roam here and there 20

So merrily,
And ever among so merrily.
Falsfaff. There 's a merry heart ! — Good Master
Silence, I '11 give you a health for that anon.

Shallow. Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.

Daiy. Sweet sir, sit ; I '11 be with you anon ; most

sweet sir, sit. — Master page, good master page, sit.

Proface ! What you want in meat,- we 'Ih have in

drink. But you must bear ; the heart 's all. \_Exit.

Shallow. Be merry, Master Bardolph; — and, my 30
litde soldier there, be merry.



Scene III] Second Part of King Henry IV 139

Silence. [Sings]

Be merry, be merry, my wife has all.

For women are shi'etvs, both sho?-t and tall ;

^T is fnerry in hall when beards wag all,

And welcome merry Shrove-tide.

Be merry, be merry.

Falstaff. I did not think ]\laster Silence had been

a man of this mettle.

Silence. Who, I? I have been merry twice and

once ere now. 40

Re-enter Davy

Davy. There 's a dish of leather-coats for you.

\To Bjxrdolph.
Shallow. Davy !

Davy. Your worship ! — I '11 be with you straight
\to Bardolph'\. — A cup of wine, sir?
Siiejice. [Sings]

A cup of wine that's brisk and fine,
And drink unto the leman mine ;
And a merry heart lives long-a.
Falstaff. Well said, Master Silence.
Silence. An we shall be merry, now comes in the
sweet o' the night. 50

Falstaff. Health and long life to you. Master Silence.
Silence. [Sings]

Fill the cup, and let it come ;
I'' II pledge you a mile to the bottom.
Shallow. Honest Bardolph, welcome ; if thou want-
est any thing and will not call, beshrew thy heart. —



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Welcome, my little tiny thief [/o the Page\ and wel-
come indeed too. — I '11 drink to Master Bardolph, and
to all the cavaleros about London.

Davy. I hope to see London once ere I die.

Bardolph. An I might see you there, Davy, — 60

Shallow. By the mass, you '11 crack a quart together,
ha ! will you not. Master Bardolph?

Bardolph. Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.

Shallow. By God's liggens, I thank thee. — The
knave will stick by thee, I can assure thee that. A'
will not out ; he is true bred.

Bardolph. And I '11 stick by him, sir.

Shallotv. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing ;
be merry. — \_Kiiocking unlhin.'] Look who 's at door
there. — Ho! who knocks? \_Exit Davy. 70

Falstaff. Why, now you have done me right.

[ To Silence, seeing him take off a bumper.

Silence. [Sings] Do me right,

And dub me knight ;
Samingo.
Is 't not so?

Falstaff. 'T is so.

Silence. Is 't so ? Why then, say an old man can
do somewhat.

Re-enter Davy

Davy. An 't please your worship, there 's one Pistol
come from the court with news. 80

Falstaff. From the court ! let him come in. —



Scene III] Second Part of King Henry IV 141

Enter Pistol

How now, Pistol !

Pistol. Sir John, God save you !

Falstaff. What wind blew you hither, Pistol?

Pistol. Not the ill wind which blows no man to
good. Sweet knight, thou art now one of the greatest
men in this realm.

Silence. By 'r lady, I think a' be, but goodman Puff
of Barson.

Pistol. Puff! 9°

Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base ! —
Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,
And helter-skelter have I rode to thee.
And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,
And golden times, and happy news of price.

Falstaff. I pray thee now, deliver them like a man
of this world.

Pistol. A foutra for the world and worldlings base !
I speak of Africa and golden joys.

Falstaff. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news !
Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof. loi

Silence. [Sings] And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.

Pistol. Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons?
And shall good news be baffled?
Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.

Silence. Honest gentleman, I know not your breed-
ing.

Pistol. Why then, lament therefore.



142 Second Part of King Henry IV [Act v

S/ia/Ami. Give me pardon, sir. — If, sir, you come
with news from the court, I take it there's but two no
ways, — either to utter them, or to conceal them. 1
am, sir, under the Icing in some authority.

Pistol. Under which king, bezonian? speak, or die.

Shallow. Under King Harry.

Pistol. Harry the Fourth? or Fifth?

Shalhnu. Harry the Fourth.

Pistol. A foutra for thine office ! —

Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king ;
Harry the Fifth 's the man. I speak the truth ;
When Pistol lies, do this, and fig me, hke
The bragging Spaniard.

Falstaff. What, is the old king dead? 120

Pistol. As nail in door; the things I speak are just.

Falstaff. Away, Bardolph ! saddle my horse. —
Master Robert Shallow, choose what office thou wilt
in the landjJUsJhine. — Pistol, I will double-charge
thee with dignities.

Bardolph. O joyful day ! — I would not take a
knighthood for my fortune.

Pistol. What ! I do bring good news?

Falstaff. Carry Master Silence to bed. — Master
Shallow, my Lord Shallow, — be what thou wilt ; I am 130
fortune's steward — get on thy boots; we'll ride all
night. — O sweet Pistol ! — Away, Bardolph ! — \_Exit
Bardolph?^ 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



Scene IV] Second Part of King Henry IV 143

for me. Let us take any man's horses ; the laws of
England are at my commandment. Blessed are they
that have been my friends, and woe t^olSy lord chief-
justice !

Pistol. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also ! 140
'Where is the life that late I led?' say they :
Why, here it is ; welcome these pleasant days ! \_Exeunf.

Scene IV. London. A Street

Enter Beadles, dragging in Hostess Quickly and Doll

Tearsheet

Hostess. No, thou arrant knave, I would to God
that I might die, that I might have thee hanged ; thou
hast drawn my shoulder out of joint.

I Beadle. The constables have delivered her over to
me, and she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I war-
rant her ; there hath been a man or two lately killed
aljout her.

Doll. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on, thou
damned tripe-visaged rascal, thou paper-faced villain.

Hostess. O the Lord, that Sir John would come ! he 10
would make this a bloody day to somebody.

I Beadle. Come, I charge you both go with me ;
for the man is dead that you and Pistol beat amongst
you.

Doll. I '11 tell you what, you 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 '11 forswear half-kirtles.



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I Beadle. Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.

Hostess. O God, that right should thus overcome
might ! Well, of sufferance comes ease. 21

Doll. Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a jus-
tice.

Hostess. Ay, come, you starved blood-hound.

Doll. Goodman death, goodman bones !

Hostess. Thou atomy, thou !

Doll. Come, you thin thing ; come, you rascal.

I Beadle. Very well. \_Exeunt.

Scene V. A Public Place near Westminster Abbey
Enter two Grooms, stretaing rushes

1 Groom. More rushes, more rushes.

2 Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice.

I Groom. 'T will be two o'clock ere they come
from the coronation. Dispatch, dispatch. \_Exeiint.

Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Pistol, Bardolph, and Page

Falstaff. Stand here by me. Master Robert Shallow ;
T will make the king do you grace. I will leer upon
him as a' comes by ; and do but mark the counte-
nance that he will give me.

Pistol. God bless thy lungs, good knight !

Falstaff. Come here, Pistol ; stand behind me. — 10
O, if I had had time to have mad-e new hveries, I
would have bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed
of you. But 't is no matter, this poor show doth bet-
ter ; this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.



Scene V] Second Part of King Henry IV 145

Shallow. It doth so.

Fills taff. It shows my earnestness of affection, —

Shallow. It doth so.
Falstaff. My devotion, —

Shallow. It doth, it doth, it doth.

Falstaff. As it were, to ride day and night; and 20
not to deUberate, not to remember, not to have pa-
tience to shift me, —

Shallow. It is best, certain.

Falstaff. 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.

Pistol. 'T is semper idem, for obsque hoc nihil est;
't is all in every part.

Shalloiv. 'T is so, indeed. 3°

Pistol. j\Iy knight, I will inflame my noble liver,
And make thee rage.

Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts,
Is in base durance and contagious prison ;
Hal'd thither

By most mechanical and dirty hand. —
Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto's

snake,
For Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth.

Falstaff. I will deliver her.

\Shoiit withiti, and the tni^npets sound.

Pistol. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet- clangor
sounds. 40

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146 Second Part of King Henry IV" [Act v

E7iter the King ami his train, the Lord Chief-Justice

among them

Falstaff. God save thy grace, King Hal ! my royal
Hal!

Pistol. The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal
imp of fame !

Falstaff. God save thee, my sweet boy !

King. My lord chief-justice, speak to that vain man.

Chief -Justice. Have you your wits? know you what
't is you speak?

Falstaff. 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 such a kind of man,
So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; 50

But, being awak'd, 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 God doth know, so shall the world perceive,
That I have turn'd away my former self;
So will I those that kept me company.
When thou dost hear I am as I have been, 60

Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast,
The tutor and the feeder of my riots ;



Scene V] Second Part of King Henry IV 147

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 strengths and qualities.

Give you advancement. — Be it your charge, my lord,

\^To Chief -Justice.
To see perform'd the tenor of our word. — 71

Set on. \_Exeiint King, etc.

Falstaff. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand
pound.

Shalhnv. Yea, marry, Sir John, which I beseech
you to let me have home with me.

Falstaff. 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 advancements ; I will be the man yet
that shall make you great. 81

Shallow. I cannot well perceive how, unless you
should give me your doublet and stuff me out with
straw. I beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five
hundred of my thousand.

Falstaff. Sir, I will be as good as my word ; this
that you heard was but a colour.

Shalloiv. A colour that I fear you will die in,


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