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

Davy. Marry, Sir, thus: those precepts cannot be ferv'd; and, again, Sir, fhall 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 fhooing, and plow-irons.

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

Davy. Now, Sir, a new link to the bucket muft. needs be had. And, Sir, do you mean to ftop any of William's wages about the fack he loft the other day at Hinckly Fair?

Shal. He fhall anfwer it. Some Pidgeons, Davy, a couple of fhort-legg'd Hens, a joint of mutton, and any pretty little tiny kickfhaws: tell William Cook. Davy. Doth the man of war ftay all night, Sir? Shal. Yes, Davy. I will ufe him well. A friend i' th' Court is better than a penny in purfe. 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 foul linen.

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

· Davy. I befeech you, Sir, to countenance William Vifor of Woncot against Clement Perkes of the hill.

know

Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against that Vifor; that Vifer is an arrant knave, on my ledge.

An

Davy. I grant your Worship, that he is a knave, Sir; but yet God forbid, Sir, but a knave should have fome countenance at his friend's requeft. honeft man, Sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have ferv'd your Worship truly, Sir, thefe eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a

quarter

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

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

dolph.

Bard. I am glad to fee 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 mafter Robert Shallow. [Exeunt Shallow, Silence, &c,] Bardolph, look to our horfes.If I were faw'd into quantities, I fhould make four dozen of fuch bearded hermites-ftaves as, mafter Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to fee the femblable coherence of his men's fpirits and his: they, by obferving of him, do bear themfelves like foolish juftices; he, by converfing with them, is turn'd into a juftice-like fervingman. Their spirits are fo married in conjuction, with the participation of fociety, that they flock together in confent, like fo many wild Geefe: If I had a fuit to mafter Shallow, I would humour his men with the imputation of being near. their mafter: If to his men, I would curry with mafter Shallow, that no man could better command his fervants. 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 fix fashions, which is four terms or two actions, and he fhall laugh without Intervallums. O; it is much, that a lie with a flight oath, and a jeft with a fad brow, will do with a fellow that never had the ache in his fhoulders. O, you fhall fee him laugh, till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up.

Shal.

Shal. [within] Sir John

Fal. I come, mafter Shallow; I come, mafter Shal

low.

SCENE

[Exit Falftaff.

IL

Changes to the Court, in LONDON.

Enter the Earl of Warwick and the Lord Chief Justice..

War.

W now, my lord Chief Juftice, whither away?

How

Ch. Juft. 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 Majefty had call'd me with: him.

The fervice, 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 worst of these three gentlemen:
How many Nobles then should hold their places,
That muft ftrike fail to fpirirs of vile fort!
Ch. Juft. Alas, I fear, all will be overturn'd.
Lan. Good-morrow, coufin Warwick.

Glou. Cla. Good-morrow, coufin.

Lan. We meet, like men that had forgot to speak... 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. Juft. Peace be with us, left we be heavier !

Glou. O, good my lord, you've lost a friend, indeed;

And I dare swear, you borrow not that face
Of feeming forrow; it is, fure, your own.

Lan. Tho' no man be affur'd what grace to find, You ftand in coldest expectation.

I am the forrier; 'would, 'twere otherwise.

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

Ch. Juft. Sweet Princes, what I did, I did in Honour, Led by th' impartial conduct of my foul; And never fhall 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 mafter that is dead, And tell him who hath fent me after him. War. Here comes the Prince.

SCENE III.

Enter Prince Henry.

Ch. Juft. LIEAV'N fave your Majesty!

HE

K. Henry. This new and gorgeous garment, Majefty,

Sits not so easy on me, as you think.

Brothers, you mix your fadness 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 fpeak truth, it very well becomes you:
Sorrow fo royally in you appears,

A Ragged and forestall'd remiffion.] Ragged has no Sense here. We

fhould read.

A rated and foreftali'd remiffion. i. e. Remiffion 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 fad;
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 affur'd,
father and your

I'll be your

brother too:

Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your cares :
Yet weep, that Harry's dead; and fo will I.

But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears
By number into hours of happiness.

Lan. &c. We hope no other from your Majefty.
K. Henry. You all look ftrangely on me; and you

most.

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

[To the Ch. Just. Ch. Juft. I am affur'd, if I be measur'd rightly, Your Majefty 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 fend to prifon
Th' immediate heir of England! was this eafy?
May this be wafh'd in Lethe, and forgotten?
Ch. Juft. I then did use the perfon of your father;
The image of his Power lay then in me:
And in th' adminiftration of his Law,
While I was busy for the Common-wealth,
Your Highness pleased to forget my Place,
The Majefty and Pow'r of Law and Justice,
The image of the King whom I prefented;
And ftruck 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 fet your decrees at naught:
To pluck down juftice from your awful bench;
To trip the courfe of law, and blunt the fword

That