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loved him well, and betted much money on his
head. Dead I — he would have clapped i* the clout
at twelve score ; and carried you a forehand shaft
a fourteen and fourteen and a half, that it
would have done a man's heart good io see.~-
How a score of ewes now?

SU. Thereafter as they be: a score of good
ewes may be worth ten pounds.

Shal. And is old Double dead?



KINO HENBT IV.— PART IL



Snter Babdolph, and one with Mm.
SU. Here come two of Sir John FalstafTs men
as I think.

Bard. Good morrow, honest gentlemen: I
beseech you, which is Justice Shallow ?

Shal, I am Robert Shallow, sir ; a poor esquire
of this county, and one of the king's justices of
the peace : What is your good pleasure with me ?
Bard. My captain, sir, commends him to you:
my captain. Sir John FalstaflF: a tall gentleman,
and a most gallant leader.

Shal. He greets me well, sir. I knew him a
good backsword man : How doth the good knight?
may I ask how my lady his wife doth ?

Bard. Sir, pardon ; a soldier is better aocommo- .
dated tban with a wife.

Shal, It is well said, in faith, shr; anditiswell
said indeed too. Better accommodated I — it is
good ; yea, indeed is it : good phrases are surely,
and ever were, very commendable. Accom-
modated ! — it comes of <iceommodo : very good ;
a good phrase.

Bard, Pardon, sir: I have heard the word.
Phrase, call you it ? By this day, I know not
the phrase : but I will maintain the word, with
my sword, to be a soldier-like word, and a word
of exceeding good command. Accommodated;
That is, when a man is, as they say, accommo-
dated: or, when a man is,~being,— whereby,-*
he may be thought to be accommodated ; which
is an excellent thing.

Enter Falstaff.

Shal. It is very just :— Look, here comes good
Sir John. — Give me your good hand, give me
yonr worship's good hand : 'Trust me, you look
well, and bear your years very well: welcome^
good Sir John.

Eal. 1 am glad to see you well, good master
Robert Shallow: — Master Sure-card, as I tbink.

SJuU. No, Sir John ; it is my cousin Silence, in
commission with me.

Eal. Good Master Silence, it well befits yon
should be of the peace.

SU, Tour good worship is welcome.

Eal. Fie! this is hot weather.— Gen tlemen,have
you provided me here half a doaen of sufficient
men?

Shal, Marry, have we, shr. Will you sit?

Eal. Let me see them, I beseech you.

Shal, Where's the roll? where's the roll?
Where's the roll ?— Let me see, let me see, let me
see. So, so, so, so: Tea, marry, sir: — Ralph
Mouldv : — let them appear as I call ; let them
do so, let them do so. — ^Let me see ; where is

Moid. Here, if it please you. [Mouldy ?

Shal. What think yoa, Sir John? agood-limMd
fellow: young, strong, and of good friends.

Eal. Is thy name Mouldy ?

JfoiU. Tea. if it please you.

Eal, 'Tis the more time thou wert used.

Shal. Ha, ha, ha ! most excellent, i'faith ! thhigs
that are mouldy lack use : Very singular good 1 —
Well said, Sir John ; veiy well said.

Eal. Prick htm. [To Shallow.

Moul, 1 was pricked well enough before, if yoa
could have let me alone : my old dame will be
undone now, for one to do her husbandry and her
drudgery : yon need not have pricked me ; there
are other men fitter to go out than L

EcU. Go to; peace. Mouldy, yoa shall go.
Mouldy, it is time yoa were spent

Iio¥l. Spent 1 f ^ \

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Skal, Petee, fellow, peaee; stand aside; know

200 where jon are f — For the other, Sir John : —
)t me see; — Simon Shadow t

Fal. Aj, marry, let me have him to git under :
he's like to be a cold soldier.

Shd. Where's Shadow?

Shad. Here, sir.

Fal Shadow, whose son art thoa t

Shad. My mother's son, sir.

Fal. Thy mother's son I like enough; and
thy father's shadow : so the son of the female is
the shadow of the male : It is often so, indeed ;
bat not of the father's sabstanoe.

Shal, Do yon like him. Sir John 7

Fal. Shadow will serve for summer,*-priek
him ; — ^for we have a number of shadows to fill
op the muster-book.

Shal Thomas Wart 1

FaL Where's he?

Wart. Here, sir.

Fal. U thy name Wart t

Wart. Tea, sir.

Fal. Then art a Terv ragfged wart

Shal. Shall I prick him down, Sir John?

FaL It were snperflaons ; for his apparel is
built npon his back, and the whole frame stands
npon mns: prick him no more.

Shot. Ha, ha, ha I— yon can doit sir; yon can
do it : I commend yon welL—Fraucis Feeble I

Fee, Here, sir.

Fal. What trade art thou. Feeble?

Fee. A woman's tailor, sir.

Shal Shall I prick him, sir ?

Fal. Yon may : bat if he had been a man's
tailor, he wonld have pricked yon. — Wilt thon
make as many holes in an enemy's battle, as thon
bast done in a woman's petticoat ?

Fee. I will do my good will, sir; yon oan have
mo mote.

Fal. Wen Mdd, itood woman's taflort well
■aid, conrageons Feeble I Thon wilt be as valiant
as Uie wrathfol dove, or most magnanimoas
moose.— Prick the woman's tailor well, Master
Shallow J deep, Master Shallow.

Fee. I wonld Wart might have gone, sfar.

Fal. I woold thoo wert a man's tailor ; thai
IboQ mightst mend him, and make him fit to go.
I eannot pot him to a private soldier, that is the
leader of so many thoosands : Let that sofflce,
most forcible Feeble.

Fee. It shall suffice, sir.

Fal. I am bonud to thee, rsverend Feeble.^
Who is the next ?

Shal. Peter Bollealf of the green I

Fal. Yea, many, let os see Boll-call

Bull. Here, shr.

Fal. Trost me, a likely fellow I— Oome, priek
me Boll-calf till he roar again.

Bull. 0, good my lord captain, — [pricked ?

Fal. What, dost thoo roar before thon art

Bull. 0, sir I I am a diseased man.

FaL What disease hast thoo ?

B%ill. A whoreson cold, sir; aeoogh,sir, which
I eaoght with ringing In the king's affairs, opon
hli coronation day, ur.

Fml Come, thoo Shalt go to the wars in agown ;
we will have away thy cold ; and I will take sooh
order, that thy friends shall ring for thee.— Is
hersaU?

Shal. Thero Is two more called than yoor
irambsr ; yon most have hot f oor here, shr ;«
so, I pray yoa go In wl'h me to dinner.



lY.— PART IL 418

Fal. Come, I will go drink with yoo, bat 1
cannot tarry dinner ; I am glad to see yoo, in
good troth, Master Shallow.

Shal. 0, Sir John, do yoo remember since we
lay all night in the windmill in St George's field?

FaL No more of that, good Master Shallow,
no more of that.

Shal. Ha, it was a merry night And is Jans
Nightwork alive ?

Fal. She lives. Master Shallow.

Shal. She never coold away with me.

Fal. Never, never : she woold always say she
coold not abide Master Shallow.

Shal. By the mass, I coold anger her to the
heart. She was then a bona-roba. Doth she
hold her own well?

Fal. Old, old. Master ShaUow.

Shal. Nay, she most be old; she cannot
choose hot be 3ld; certain, she's old; and had
Robin Nightwork by old Nightwork, before I
came to Clement's-inn.

Sil. That's fifty-five years ago.

ShaL Ah, Coosin Silence, that thoo hadst seen
that that this koight and I have seen 1— Ha, Sir
John, said I well?

Fal. We have heard tne ehimctt at midnight,
Master Shallow.

Shal. That we have, that we have, that we
have ; in faith. Sir John, we have ; oor watch-
word was " Hem, boys I"— Come, let's to dinner;
come, let's to dinner : — 0, the days that we have
seen ! — Come, come.

[Exeunt Falstatt, Shallow, and Silbmob.

Bull Good Master Corporate Bardolph, stand
my friend ; and here is foor Harry ten shillings
in French crowns for yoo. In very troth, sir, I
had as lief be hanged, sur, as go : and yet,for mine
own part, sir, I do not care : bot, rather, becaose
I am nnwilling, and, for my own part, have a
deshre to stay with my friends; else, sir. I did
not care, for mine own part, so mooh.

Bard. Go to ; stand aside.

Moul. And good Master Corporal Captain, for
my old dame's sake, stand my friend : she has
nobody to do anything aboot her, when I am
gone ; and she is old, and cannot help herself;
yoo shall have forty, shr.

Bard. Goto; stand aside.

Fee. I care not ; — a man can die hot once ; — ^Wo
owe a death ; — I will never bear a base mind : —
if it be my destiny, so ; if it be not, so : No
man's too good to serve his prince ; and, let it
go which way it will, he that dies this year Is
qnit for the next.

Bard. Well said ; thoo art a good fellow.

Fee. Nay, I'll bear no base mind.

Be -enter Falstatf and Jostices.

Fal. Come, sir, which men shall I have?

Shal. Foor of which yoo please.

Bard. Sir, a word with yoo: — I have three
poond to free Mooldy and Ball-calf.

Fal. Goto; well.

Shal. Come, Sir John, which foor will you
have?

Fal. Do yoo choose for me.

ShaL Marry,then,~Mooldy, Bon-calf, Feeble,
and Shadow.

Fal. Mooldy and Boll-c«lf r—For yoo, Mooldy,
stay at home till yoo are paat service ; and, for

foor part. Ball-calf, grow till yoa eome onto It;
will none of voo.

ShaL Sir aohn, Sir Juhu,^do not yoort'
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414 KING HENBT

wrong ; they tre your likeUeet men, and I would
have yoa served with the best.

FaL, Will yoa tell me. Master Shallow, how to
ehoose a man 1 Care I for the limb, the thewes,
the statnrc* bnlk* and big assemblage of a man 1
Give me the spirit, Master Shallow. — Here's
Wart ; — ^yon see what a ragged appearance it is :
he shall chai'ge yon, and discharge yoa, with the
motion of a pewterer's hammer ; come off, and
on, swifter than he that gibbet-s-on the brewer's
bucket. And this same half -f aced fellow, Shadow,
—give me this man ; he presents no mark to the
enemy ; the foeman may with as great aim level
at the edge of a penknife : And, for a retreat, —
how swiftly will this Feeble, the woman's tailor,
run o£f I 0, give me the spare men, and spare
me the great ones. Pat me a caliver into
Wart's hand, Bardolph.

Bard. Hold, Wart, trayerse ; thas, thoa, thns.

FcX. Gome, manage me y oar caliver. So : — very
well: — go to: — very good : — exceeding good. —
O, give me always a little, lean, old, chapped,
bald shot.— Well said. Wart ; thoa'rt a good scab:
hold, there's a tester for thee.

Shal. He's not his craf t's-master, he doth not do
it right. I remember at Mile-end green (when I
lay at Ciement's-inn), — ^I was then Sir Dagonet in
Arthur's show; there was a little qoiver fellow,
and he would manage yoa his piece thas : and he
woold aboat, and abont, and come yoa in, and
eome yoa in : ** rah, tab, tab," would he say :
<* bounce," would he say ; and away again would
he go, and agdn would he come : — I shall never
Bee sudi a fellow.

FcX. These fellows will do well. Master Shal-
low, — ^Farewell, Master Silence ; I will not use
many words with you: — Fare you well, gentle-
men both: I thank you : I must a dozen mile
to-night. — Bardolph, give the soldiers coats.

Bhal. Sir John, Heaven bless you, and prosper
f oar affairs, and send as peace I As yon return.



IV.— PAET n.

visit my house; let our old acquaintance bi
renewed: perad venture I will with you to court.

Fal. I would you would. Master Shallow.

BlioX. Go to ; I have spoke at a word. Fare
you weU. [Exeunt Shallow and Silenos.

Fal. Fare you well, gentle gentlemen. On,
Bardolph ; lead the men away. [Exeunt Bab-
DOLPH, Recruits, oDc] As I return, I will fetch
off these justices : I do see the bottom of Justice
Shallow. How subject we old men are to this
vice of lying I This same starved justice hatti
done nothing but prate to me of the wildness of
his youth, and the feats he hath done about Tum-
buU-street; and every third word a lie, doer paid
to the hearer than the Turk's tribute. I do
remember him at Clement's-inn, like a man
made after supper of a cheese-paring : when he
was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked
radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it
with a knife: he was so forlorn, that his dimen-
sions to any thick sight were invincible: he was
the very genius of famine ; he came ever in the
rearward of the fashion ; and sung those tunes to
the over-scntched huswifes that he heard the oar-
men whistle, and sware they were his fancies or
his good-nights. — ^And now is this Vice's dagger
become a eqnire; and talks as familiarly of John
of Gaunt as if he had been sworn brother to him ;
and I'll be sworn he never saw him but once In
the Tilt-yard ; and then he burst his head, for
crowding among the marshal's men. I saw it ;
and told John of Gaunt he beat his own name ;
for you might have truss'd him,and all bis apparel,
into an eelskin ; the case of a treble hautboy was
a mansion for him, a court : and now hath he land
and beeves. WeU; I will be acquainted with
him, if I return ; and it shaU go hard, but I will
make him a philosopher's two stones to me : if the
young dace be a bait for the old pike, I see no
reason, in the law of nature, but I may snap at
him. Let time shape, and there an end. [Exit



ACT IV.



SGENB L— ^ Forest in Torkshire.

Enter the Archbishop of Tork, Mowbrat, Hait-
INOS. and othen.

Arch, What is this forest call'd?

East. *Tis Gualtree Forest, an't shall please
your grace.

Arch, Here stand, my lords ; and send disco-
verers forth.
To know the numbers of our enemies.

Bast, We have sent forth already.

Arch, 'Tis well done.

My friends and brethren in these great affairs,
I must acquaint you that I have received
New-dated letters from Northumberland ;
Their cold intent, tenor, and substance thus: —
Here doth he wish his person, with such powers
As might hold sortance with his quality;
The which he could not levy : whereupon
He is retir'd, to ripe his growing fortunes,
To Scotland : and concludes in hearty prayers,
That your attempts may overlive the hazard
And fearful meeting of their opposite.

Mowb. Thns do the hopes we have in him
touch ground.
And dash themselves to pieces.

Enter a Messenger.
Hcui. Now, what news ?



Mess. West of this forest, scarcely off a mile,
In goodly form comes on the enemy:
And, by the ground they hide, I judge their

number
Upon, or near, the rate of thirty thousand.
Mowb. The just proportion that we gave them
oct.
Let US sway on, and face them in the field.

Enter Westmobelamd.

Arch, What well-appointed leader fronts ns
here?

Mowb, I think it is my Lord of Westmoreland.

West. Health and fair greeting from our general.
The prince. Lord John and Dnke of Lancaster.

Arch. Say on, my Lord of Westmoreland, in
peace;
What doth concern your coming?

West. Then, my lord.

Unto your grace do I in chief address
The substance of my speech. If that rebeUion
Came like itself, in base and abject routs.
Led on by bloody youth, guarded with rage,
And countenanced by boys and beggary ;
I say, if damn'd commotion so appeared.
In his true, native, and most proper shape,
Ton, reverend father, and these noble lords
Had not been here, to dress the ogly form
Of base and bloody insurrection ^ ^ j

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KING HENRY
With foar fair honours. You, lord archbishop, —
Whose see is by a dvil peace maintain'd ;
Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath tonoh'd;
Whose learning and good letters peace hath

tator'd ;
Whose white investments fignre fainocenoe,
The dove and very blessed spirit of peace,«>
Wherefore do yon so ill translate yoorself ,
Out of the speech of peace, that bears snch graoe.
Into the harsh and boist'roas tongne of war?
Tuning yoor books to graves, your ink to blood,
Your pens to lances, and your tongne divine
To a k'>ad trompet, and a point of war f
Arch, Wherefore do I this ?— 60 the question

stands.
Briefly to this end :~We are all diseas'd ;
And, with onr surfeiting and wanton honrs,
Have brought ourselves into a burning fevii.
And we must bleed for it : of which disease
Oar late king, Bichard, being infected, died«
But, my most noble lord of Westmoreland,
I take not on me here as a physician;
Kor do I, as an enemy to peace.
Troop in the throngs of military mens
But, rather, show a while like fearful war,
To diet rank minds, sick of happiness;
And purge the obstructions, which begin to stop
Oar very veins of life. Hear me more plainly^
I have an equal balance justly weigh'd
What wroDgs our arms may do, what wrongs we

suffer,
And find our griefs heavier than our offenoes.
We see which way the stream of time doth run,
And are enforc'd from our most quiet sphere
By the rough torrent of occasion :
And have the summary of all our griefs.
When time shall serve, to show in articles ;
Which, long ere this, we offer'd to the king,
And might oy no suit gain our audience :
When we are wrong'd, and would unfold our
We are denied access unto his person [griefs.
Even by those men that most have done us wrong.
The dangers of the days but newly gone,
(Whose memory is written on the earth
With yet-appearing blood) and the examples,
Of every minute's instance (present now),
Have put us in these ill-beseeming arms :
Not to break peace, or any branch of it ;
But to establish here a peace indeed,
Concurring both in name and quality.

West, When ever yet was your appeal denied t
Wherein have vou been galled by tne king?
What peer hath been subom'd to grate on you f
That you should seal this lawless bloody book
Of forg'd rebellion with a seal divine,
[And consecrate commotion's bitter edge ?]
Areh. Hy brother, general I the commonwealth 1

iTo brother bom an household cruelty],
make my quarrel in particular.

West. There is no need of any such redress ;
Or, if there were, it not belongs to you.

Mowb, Why not to him, in part; and tons all.
That feel the bruises of the days before ;
And suffer the condition of these UmeM
To lay a heavy and unequal hand
Upon oar honours 7

We$t, O my good Lord Mowbray,

Construe the times to their necessities,
And you shall say indeed, — it is the time,
And not the king, that doth you injuries.
Tet, for your pwt. it not appears to me
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IV— PAKT n. 416

That you should have an inch of any ground
To build a grief on : Were you not restor'd
To all the Duke of Norfolk's seigniories.
Your noble and right-well-remember*d father's ?
Mowb, What thing, in honour, had my father

lost.
That need to be reviv'd, and breath'd in me ?
The king, that lov'd him, as the state stood then,
Was, force perforce, compell'd to banish him :
And then, tnat Henry Boiingbroke, and he.
Being mounted, and both roused in their seats,
Their neighing coursers daring of the spur.
Their armed staves in charge, their beavors down.
Their eyes of fire sparknng through sights of

steel,
And the loud trumpet blowing them together;
Then, then, when there was nothing could have

stayed
My father from the breast of Boiingbroke,
O, when the king did throw his warder down.
His own life hung upon the staff he threw ;
Then threw he down himself ; and all their lives.
That, by indictment, and by dint of sword,
Have since miscarried under Boiingbroke.
West, You speak. Lord Mowbray, now you

know not what :
The Earl of Hereford was reputed then
In England the most valiant gentleman ;
Who ^ows on whom fortune would then havs

smil'd ?
But, if your father had been victor there.
He ne'er had borne it out of Coventry :
For all the country, in a general voice, [love
Cried hate upon him ; and all their pravers and
Were set on Hereford, whom they doted on,
And bless'd and grac'd indeed , more than the king.
But this is mere digression from my purpose.^-
Here come I from our princely general.
To know yoor griefs ; to tell yon from his grace.
That he will give you audience : And wherein
It shall appear that your demands are just.
Ton shall enjoy them ; evervthing set off.
That might so much as think you enemies.

Mowb, But he hath f orc'd us to compel this
And it proceeds from policy, not love. [offer ;
West. Mowbray, you overween, to take it so ;
This offer comes from mercy, not from fear :
For lo 1 within a ken, our army lies :
Upon mine honour, all too confident
To give admittance to a thought of fear.
Our battle is more full of names than yours,
Oar men more perfect in the use of arms.
Oar armour all as strong ; our cause the best ; —
Then reason wills our hearts should be as good: —
Say you not, then, our offer is compell'd.
Mowh, Well, by my will, we shall admit no

parley.
West, That argues but the shame of your

offence :
A rotten case abidee no handling.

Hast. Hath the Prince John a full oommissioii.
In veiy smple virtue of his father.
To hear, and absolutely to determine
Of what conditions we shall stand upon?

West. That is intended in the general's name :
I muse you make so slight a question.
Arch, Then take, my Lord of Westmoreland

this schedule ;
For this eontains our general srievances :
Each several article herein redress'd ;
All members of our caase, both here and hence.
Thai are insinew'd to this actioiy -^ t

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A.oqQiited by a trae sabstantial form ;
And present ezeoation of our wills
To ua, and to our purposes, oonsign'd :
We oome within oar awful banks again,
And knit onr powers to the arm of peace.

West. This will I show the general Fleajse
you, lorf's,
In sight of both oar battles we may meet :
And either end in peace, which Heaven so frame,
Or to the place of difference call the swords
Which mast decide it.

Arch. My lord, we will do so.

[Exit Wbst.

Mowh. There is a thing within my bosom telld
me,
That no conditions of oar peace can stand.

Satt. Fear yon not that : if we can make oar
peace
Upon sach large terms, and so absolnte,
As oar conditions shall consist npon.
Oar peace shall stand as firm as rocky moan tains.

Mowh. Ay, bat oar valaation shall be sach,
That every slight and false-derived cause,
Tea, everv idle, nice, and wanton reason.
Shall to the king, taste of this action :
That were our royal faiths martyrs in love.
We shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind,
That even oar com shall seem as light as chaff,
And good from bad find no partition.

Ainh. No, no, my lord ; Note this,— the king
is weary
Of dainty and such picking grievances :
For he hath found, to end one doubt by death,
Bevives two greater in the heirs of life.
And therefore will he wipe his tables clean ;
And keep no tell tale to bis memory,
That may repeat and hiRtory his loss
To new remembrance : For full well he knows,
He cannot so precisely weed this land
As his misdoubts present occasion :
Hid foes are so enrooted with his friends,
That plucking to unfix an enemy,
He doth unfasten so and shake a friend.
So that this land, like an offensive wife.
That hath enrag'd him on to offer strokes.
As he is striking, holds his infant up.
And hangs resolv'd correction in the arm
That was uprear'd to execution.

Host. Besides the king hath wasted all bi3
rods
On late offenders, that he now doth lack
The very instruments of chastisement :
So that bis power, like to a fangless lion.
May offer, but not hold.

Arch. *Ti8 very true :—

And therefore be assur'd, my good lord marshal.
If we do now make our atonement well.
Our peace will, like a broken limb united,
Orow stronger for the breaking.

Motoh. Be it so.

Here is retorn'd my Lord of Westmoreland.

He-enUr Wbstmobblamd.

West. The prince is here at hand : Pleaseth
your lordship
To meet his ^raoe just distance 'tween our
amues?
Mowb. Your grace of Tork, hi Heaven's name

then forward.
Arch. Before, and greet his grace:— my lord,
we come.

lEawnt.



SCENE n.-'AnotherParto/the yoresU

Bnteryfromone side^ &Cowbra.t, tA« Abchbishop,
Hastinos, and others ; from the other side.
Prince John of Lancaster, WESTXOBXLuum,
Officers, and Attendants.

P. John, Tou are well encowiter*d here, my
cousin Mowbray :
Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop :
And so to you. Lord Hastings, — and to all.
M^ lord of York, it better show'd with you.
When that your flock, assembled by the bell,
Encircled you, to hear with reverenoe
Your exposition on the holy text.
Than now to see you here an iron man,
Oheering a rout of rebels with your drum.
Turning the word to sword, and life to death.
That man, that sits within a monarch's heart,
And ripens in the sunshine of his favour.
Would he abuse the countenance of the king,
A-ack, what mischiefs might he set, al>roacu.
In shadow of such greatness 1 With you, lord

bishop.
It is even so : — Who hath not heard it spoken.
How deep you were within the books of Heaven?
To us, th:i speaker in his parliament :
To us, the imagin'd voice of Heaven itself ;
The very opener and iutelligeuoer,
Between the grace, the sanctities of Heaven,
And our doll workinss : O, who shall believe.



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