see ; yea, marry, William Cook, bid him come hither. -Sir John, you shall not be excus'd.

Davy. Marry, Sir, thus: those precepts cannot be serv'd ; and, again, Sir, shall we fow the head-land with wheat ?

Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But, for William Cook, -are there no young Pidgeons ?

Davy. Yea, Sir-Here is now the Smith's note for shooing, and plow-irons.

Shal. Let it be cast and paid-Sir John, you shall not be excus'd.

Davy. 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 lack he lost the other day at Hinckly Fair?

Shal. He shall answer it. Some Pidgeons, Davy, a $ couple of short-legg'd Hens, a joint of mutton, and any pretty little tiny kickshaws: tell William Cook.

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

Shal. Yes, Davy. I will use him well. A friend i'th' Court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy, for they are arrant knaves, and will back-bite.

Davy. No worse than they are back-bitten, Sir; for they have marvellous fous linen.

Shal. Well conceited, Davy. About thy business, Davy.

Davy. I beseech you, Sir, to countenance William Visor of Woncot against Clement Per kes of the hill.

Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against that Visor; that Visor is an arrani 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 honeft man, Sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have serv'd your Worship truly, Sir, these eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a

quarter

quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have but very little credir with your Worship. The knave is mine honest friend, Sir, therefore, I beseech your Worship, let him be countenanc d.

Shal. Go to, I say, he shall have no wrong : look about, Davy. Where are you, Sir John ? come, off with your boots. Give me your hand, master Bar. dolph.

Bard. I am glad to see your Worship.
Shal. I thank thee with all

my

heart, kind master Bardolph ; and welcome, my tall fellow; (To the Page.] Come, Sir John.

Fal. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow. [Exeunt Shallow, Silence, 6c, Bardolph, look to our horses.---- If I were saw'd into quantities, I should make four dozen of such bearded hermites-Itaves as mafter Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to see the semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his: they, by oblerving of him, do bear themselves like foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is turn'd into a justice-like servingman. Their spirits are so married in conjuction, with the participation of society, that they flock together in confent, like so many wild Geese: If I had a fuit to master Shallow, I would humour his men with the imputation of being near their master: If to his men, I would curry

with mafter Shallow, that no man could better command his servants. It is certain, that either wife Bearing orignorant Carriage is caught, as men take diseases, one, of another: therefore let men take heed of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this Shallow to keep Prince Henry in continual laughter the wearing out of six fashions, which is four terms or two actions, and he shall laugh without Intervallums. 0; it is much, that a lie with a flight 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.

Shal.

Shal. [within] Sir John

Fal. I come, master Shallow; I come, master Shal. low.

[Exit Falftaff.

Changes to the Court, in LONDON. Enter the Earl of Warwick and the Lorii Chief Justice.

TOW now, my lord Chief Justice, whither

War. Ho

away?

Ch. Just. How doth the King ?
War. Exceeding well : his cares are now all ended,
Ch. Juft. I hope, not dead ?

War. He's walk'd the way of Nature ;
And to our purposes he lives no more.
Ch. Juft. 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.

War. Indeed, I think,the young King loves you not.

Ch. Juft. I know, he doth not; and do arm myself,
To welcome the condition of the time :
Which cannot look more hideously on me,
Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.
Enter Lord John of Lancaster, Gloucester, and Clarence.

War. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry:
O, that the living Harry had the temper
Of him, the worlt of these three gentlemen :
How many Nobles then should hold their places,
That must strike fail to fpirirs of vile fort!

Ch. Juft. Alas, I fear, all will be overturn'd.
Lan. Good-morrow, cousin Warwick.
Glou. Cla. Good-morrow, cousin.
Lan. We meet, like men that had forgot to speaker,

War. We do remember ; but our argument
Is all too heavy to admit much Talk.

Lan.

Lan. Well, peace be with him that hath made us

heavy! Ch. Just. Peace be with us, left we be heavier ! Glou. O, good my lord, you've lost a friend, in

deed ;

And I dare swear, you borrow not that face
Of seeming forrow'; it is, sure, your own.

Lan. Tho' no man be afsur'd what grace to find,
You stand in coldest expectation.
I am the forrier; 'would, 'twere otherwise.

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

Ch. Juft. Sweet Princes, what I did, I didin Honour, Led by th' impartial conduct of my soul; And never shall you fee, that I will beg * A rated and foreftall'd remiffion. If truth and upright innocency fail me, I'll to the King my master that is dead, And tell him who hath sent me after him.

War. Here comes the Prince.

Enter Prince Henry.
TEAV'N save

your Majesty!
K.

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 fucceeds,
But Harry, Harry. Yet be fad, good brothers,
For, to speak truth, it very well becomes you:
Sorrow fo royally in you appears,

* A Ragged and forestalid remission.] Ragged has no Sense here. We Ahould read.

A rated and forestali'd remission. i. e. Remission that must be sought for, and bought with Supplication.

That

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 heav'n, I bid you be assur'd,
I'll be your father and your brother too:
Let me but bear
your love, I'll bear

your cares:
Yet weep, that Harry’s dead; and so will I.
But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears
By number into hours of happiness.
Lan. &c. We hope no other from your Majesty.
K. Henry. You all look strangely on me ; and you

moft. You are, I think, affur'd, I love you not.

To the Ch. Juft.
Ch. Just. I am assur'd, if I be measur'd rightly,
Your Majesty hath no just cause to hate me.
K. Henry. No ! might a Prince of my great hopes

forget
So great indignities you laid upon me?
What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison
Th' immediate heir of England ! was this easy ?
May this be wash'd in Lethe, and forgotten?

Ch. Juft. I then did use the person of your father;
The image of his Power lay then in me:
And in th' administration of his Law,
While I was busy for the Commonwealth,
Your Highness pleased to forget my Place,
The Majesty and Pow'r of Law and Justice,
The image of the King whom I prelented;
And struck me in my very Seat of Judgment:
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

decrees at naught: To pluck down justice from your awful bench; To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword

That