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the reward of valour. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? have I, in my poor and old motion, the expedition of thought? I speeded hither with the very extremest inch of possibility. I have -founder'd ninescore and odd posts: and here, travel'tainted as I am, have in my pure and immaculate valour taken Sir John Colevile of the dale, a most furious Knight and valorous enemy: but what of that? he saw me and yielded ; that I may justly say with the hook-nos'd fellow of Rome there, Cæfar, saw, and overcame.
Lan. It was more of his courtesy than your deserving.
Fal. I know not; here he is, and here I yield him; and I beseech your Grace, let it be book'd with the rest of this day's deeds; or, by the lord, I will have it in a particular ballad elle, with mine own pidure on the top of it, Colevile kifling my foot; to the which course if I be enforc'd, if you do not all fhew like gilt two-pences to me; and I, in the clear sky of fame, o'ershine
you as much as the full Moon doth the cinders of the element, which shew.like pins" heads to her; believe not the word of the noble. Therefore let me have Right, and let desert mount.
Lan. Thine's too heavy to mount.
Fal. Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me good, and call it what you will.
Lan. Is thy name Colevile ? .
Cole. I am, ny lord, but as my betters are,
thou, like a kind fellow, gav'st thyself away gratis ; and I thank thee for thee.
Lan. N won. Retreat is made and execution Ray'd.
Lan. Send Colevile then with his Confederates To York, to present execution. Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard him sure.
[Ex. with Colevile. And now dispatch me tow'rd the Court, my lords ; I hear, the King, my father, is fore lick: Our news shall go before us to his Majesty, Which, cousin, you shall bear to comfort him: And we with sober speed will follow you.
Fal. My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go through Glostershire; and when you come to Court, pray, Itand, my good Lord in your good report.
Lan. Fare you well, Falfaff ; I, in my condition, Shall better speak of you than you deserve. [Exit.
Fal. I would, you had but the wit; 'twere better than your dukedom. Good faith, this same young fober-blooded Boy doth not love me ; nor a man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine. There's never any of these demure boys come to any proof; for thin drink doth so overcool their blood, and making many fish-meals, that they fall into a kind of male green-fickness; and then, when they marry, they get wenches. They are generally fools and cowards; which some of us should be too, but for inflammation. A good Sherris-Sack hath a two-fold operation in it; it ascends me into the brain, dries me there all the foolish, dull and crudy vapours which environ it; makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable
fhapes; which deliver'd o'er to the voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second
property of your excellent Sherris, is, the warming of the blood; which before cold and settled, left the liver white and pale; which is the badge of pufillanimity and cowardise: but the Sherris warms it, and makes it course from the inwards, to the parts extreme; it illuminateth the face, which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the rest of this little Kingdom, Man, to arm; and then the vital commoners and inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain, the heart; who great, and puft up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage; and this valour comes of Sherris. So that skill in the weapon is nothing without fack, for that fets it a-work; and learning a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil, 'till Sack commences it, and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it, that Prince Harry is valiant; for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, fteril, and bare land, manured, husbanded, and tillid, with cellent endeavour of drinking good and good store of fertile Sherris, that he is become very hot and valiant. If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them should be to forswear ihin potations, and to addid themselves to Sack.
Enter Bardolph. How now, Bardolph?
Bard. The army is discharged all, and gone.
Fal. Let them go ; I'll through Gloucestershire, and there will I visit mafter Robert Shallow, Esquire ; I have him already tempering between my finger and my thumb, and thortly will I feal with him. Come away:
Changes to the Palace at Westminster.
War. Both which, we doubt not, but your Majesty
K. Henry, Humphry, my son of Gloucester,
with him ?
lord and father? K. Henry. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of
Clarence. How chance thou art not with the Prince thy brother? He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas; Thou haft a better place in his affection, Than all thy brothers : cherish it, my boy ; And noble offices thou may'st affect Of mediation, after I am dead, Between his greatness and thy other brethren.
Therefore omit him not; blunt not his love;
Cla. I shall observe him with all care and love.
That? Cla. With Poins, and other his continual followers,
K. Henry. Most subject is the fatteft foil to weeds: And he, the noble image of my youth, Is over-spread with them; therefore my grief Stretches itself beyond the hour of death. The blood weeps from my heart, when I do shape, In forms imaginary, th' unguided days And rotten times that you shall look
upon, When I am sleeping with my ancestors. For when his headstrong riot hath no curb,