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The Court in London. Enter King Henry, Lord John of Lancaster, Earl of
Westmorland, and others.
Find we a'time for frighted peace to pant,
* Shall damp her lips----] This Nonsense should be read, Shall trempe, i. c. moisten, and refers to thirsty, in the preceding Line : Trempe
, from the French, tremper, properly signifies the Moifness made by Rain.
you we will
As far as to the fepulchre of Christ,
IVet. My Liege, this halte was hot in question,
K. Henry. It seems then, that the tidings of this broil
As by discharge of their artillery,
K.Henry. Here is a dear and true-industrious friend,
Weft. In faith, a conqueft for a Prince to boaft of. K. Henry. Yea, there thou mak'st me fad, and
mak’ft me fin
To his own use he keeps, and sends me word,
Weft. This is his uncle's teaching, this is Worcester,
K. Henry. But I have sent for him to answer this; And for this cause a while we must neglect Qur holy purpose to Jerusalem. Cousin, on Wednesday next our Council we Will hold at Windsor, so inform the lords: But come yourself with speed to us again ; For more is to be said, and to be done, Than out of anger can be uttered. Weft. I will, my Liege.
S CE N E
An Apartment of the Prince's. Enter Henry Prince of Wales, and Sir John Falstaff. Fal. TOW, Hal, what time of day is it, lad ?
P. Henry. Thou art fo fat-witted with drinking old sack, and unbuttoning thee after fupper, and sleeping upon benches in the afternoon, that thou haft forgotten to demand That truly, which thou would'st truly know. What a devil haft thou to do with the time of the day? unless hours were cups
of sack, and minutes capons, and clocks the tongues of bawds, and dials the signs of leaping-houses, and the blessed Sun himself a fair hot wench in flame-colourd taffata; I see no reason why thou should it be so superfluous, to demand the time of the day.
Fal. Indeed, you come near me now, Hal. For we, that take purses, go by the moon and seven stars, and not by Phæbus, he, that wand'ring knight so fair. And I
pray thee, sweet wag, when thou art Kingas God save thy Grace, (Majesty, I should say; for grace thou wilt have none.)
P. Henry. What! none ?
Fal. No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to be prologue to an egg and butter.
P.Henry. Well, how then ? come,roundly,roundly,
Fal. Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art King, let not us that are fquires of the night's body, be call'd thieves of the day's booty. Let us be Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the Moon; and let men say, we be men of good government, being governed as the Sea is, by our noble and chaste mistress the Moon, under whose counte.
-steal. P. Henry. Thou say'st well, and it holds well too; for the fortune of us, that are the Moon's men, doth ebb and flow like the Sea; being govern'd as the Sea is, by the Moon. As for proof, now: a purse of gold most resolutely snatch'd on Monday night, and most diffolutely spent on Tuesday morning ; * got with swearing, lay by; and spent with crying, bring in: now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder; and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the gallows.
Fal. By the lord, thou fay'st true, lad : and is not mine Hoftess of the tavern a most sweet wench?
P. Henry. As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle, and is not a buff-jerkin a most sweet robe of durance ?
Fal. How now, how now, mad wag; what,'in thy quips and thy quiddities? what a plague have I to do with a buff-jerkin?
P. Henry. Why, what a pox have I to do with my Hostess of the tavern ?
Fal. Well, thou hast call'd her to a reckoning many a time and oft.
* got with swearing, lay by:] i. c. fwearing at the Passengers they robbed, lay by your Arms; or rather, lay ly was a Phrase that then fignified stand still, addressed to those who were prepaving to rush forward.