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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 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.
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. [within] Sir John
Fal. I come, master Shallow; I come, master Shal. low.
Changes to the Court, in LONDON. Enter the Earl of Warwick and the Lorii Chief Justice.
TOW now, my lord Chief Justice, whither
Ch. Just. How doth the King ?
War. He's walk'd the way of Nature ;
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,
War. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry:
Ch. Juft. Alas, I fear, all will be overturn'd.
War. We do remember ; but our argument
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
And I dare swear, you borrow not that face
Lan. Tho' no man be afsur'd what grace to find,
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.
sadness with some fear :
* 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 I will deeply put the fashion on,
moft. You are, I think, affur'd, I love you not.
To the Ch. Juft.
Ch. Juft. I then did use the person of your father;
If the deed were ill, Be you contented, wearing now the Garland, To have a Son set
decrees at naught: To pluck down justice from your awful bench; To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword