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nter Sir JOHN FALSTAFF, and his Page following him, with his sword and buckler.

11. SIRRAH, you giant, what says the doctor to

y water?

Page. He said, sir, the water itself was a good althy water: but, for the party that ow'd it, he ght have more diseases than he knew for. Fal. Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me : e brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is t able to invent any thing that tends to laughter, ore than I invent, or is invented on me: I am not ly witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other en. I do here walk before thee, like a sow that th overwhelm'd all her litter but one. If the prince t thee into my service for any other reason than to set 3 off, why then I have no judgment. Thou whoren mandrake, thou art fitter to be worn in my cap, an to wait at my heels. What said master Domelton about the satin for my short cloak, and my

Page. He said, sir, you should procure him better Hoe bise bad T B

assurance than Bardolph: he would not take his bond and yours; he lik'd not the security.

Fal. Let him be damn'd like the glutton! may his tongue be hotter ! - A whoreson Achitophel! a rascally yea-forsooth knave! to bear a gentleman in hand, and then stand upon security! I had as lief they would put ratsbane in my mouth, as offer to stop it with security. I look'd he should have sent me two-and-twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he sends me security.-Well, he may sleep in security; for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness of his wife shines through it and yet cannot he see, though he have his own lantern to light him. Where's Bardolph ?

Page. He's gone into Smithfield, to buy your worship a horse.

Fal. I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in Smithfield: If I could get me but a wife in the stews, I were mann'd, hors'd, and wiv'd.

Page. Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed the prince for striking him about Bardolph. Enter the Lord Chief Justice, and two Apparitors.

Fal. Wait close, I will not see him.

Ch. Just. What's he that goes there?
App. Falstaff, an 't please your lordship.
Ch. Just. He that was in question for the robbery?

Call him back again.

App. Sir John Falstaff!

Fal. Boy, tell him, I am deaf.

Page. You must speak louder, my master is deaf. Ch. Just. I am sure he is, to the hearing of any thing good.-Go, pluck him by the elbow; I must speak with him.

App. Sir John,

Fal. What, a young knave, and beg? Is there

not wars? is there not employment?

App. You mistake me, Sir.

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Fal. Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? setting my knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had lied in my throat, if I had said so. Hence! avaunt!

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App. Sir, my lord would speak with you. Ch. Just. Sir John Falstaff, a word with you. Fal. My good lord! - Heaven give your lordship od time of day. I am glad to see your lordship road: I heard say, your lordship was sick: I hope, ur lordship goes abroad by advice. Your lordship, ough not clean past your youth, hath yet some hack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of ne; and I most humbly beseech your lordship, to ave a reverend care of your health.

Ch. Just. Sir John, I sent for you before your ex dition to Shrewsbury.

Fal. An't please your lordship, I hear his majesty return'd with some discomfort from Wales.

Ch. Just. I talk not of his majesty :-you would t come when I sent for you.

Fal. And I hear moreover, his highness is fallen to this same whoreson apoplexy.

Ch. Just. Well, heaven mend him! - I pray, let me eak with you.

Fal. This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of leargy, an 't please your lordship; a kind of sleeping the blood, a whoreson tingling.

Ch. Just. What tell you me of it? be it as it is. Fal. It hath its original from much grief; from Lidy, and perturbation of the brain: I have read the use of his effects in Galen; it is a kind of deafness. Ch. Just. I think, you are fallen into the disease; r you hear not what I say to you. Fal. Very well, my lord, very well.

Ch. Just. I sent for you, when there were matters Cainst you for your life, to come speak with me. Fal. As I was then advis'd by my learned counsel the laws of this land-service, I did not come. Ch. Just. Well, the truth is, sir John, you live in eat infamy.

Fal. He that buckles him in my belt, cannot live in

ss.

Ch. Just. Your means are very slender, and your aste is great.

Fal. I would it were otherwise, I would my means

were greater, and my waist slenderer.

Ch. Just. You have misled the youthful prince. Fal. The young prince has misled me: I am the fellow with the great belly, and he my dog.

Ch. Just. You follow the young prince up and down, like his ill angel.

Fal. My lord, you that are old, consider not the capacities of us that are young; you do measure the heat of our livers with the bitterness of your galls: and we, that are in the vaward of our youth, I must confess, are wags too.

Ch. Just. Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written down old with all the characters of age? Have you not a moist eye? a dry hand? a yellow cheek? a white beard? a decreasing leg? an increasing belly? Is not your voice broken? your wind short? your chin double? your wit single? and every part about you blasted with antiquity? and will you yet call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, sir John!

Fal. My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the afternoon, with a white head, and something a round belly. For my voice,-I have lost it with bollaing and singing of anthems. To approve my youth further, I will not: the truth is, I am only old in judgement and understanding; and he that will caper with me for a thousand marks, let him lend me the money, and have at him. For the box o' the ear that the prince gave you, he gave it like a rude prince, and you took it like a sensible lord. I have check'd him for it, and the young lion repents; marry, not in ashes and sack-cloth, but in new silk, and old sack.

Ch. Just. Well, heaven send the prince a better companion! Fal. Heaven send the companion a better prince! I cannot rid my hands of him.

Ch. Just. Well, the king hath sever'd you and prince Harry: I hear, you are going with lord John Lancaster, against the archbishop, and the earl of Torthumberland.

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Fal. Yea;-I thank your pretty sweet wit for it;Lut look you pray, all you that kiss my lady peace at ome, that our armies join not in a hot day; for, by me lord, I take but two shirts out with me, and I ean not to sweat extraordinarily: if it be a hot day, I brandish any thing but a bottle, I would I might ever spit white again. There is not a dangerous acon can peep out his head, but I am thrust upon it : Well, I cannot last ever: But it was always yet the ick of our English nation, if they have a good thing, make it too common. If you will needs say, I am old man, you should give me rest. I would to eaven, my name were not so terrible to the enemy it is. I were better to be eaten to death with a rust, an to be scour'd to nothing with perpetual motion. Ch. Just. Well, be honest, be honest; And heaven ess your expedition!

Fal. Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound, furnish me forth?

Ch. Just. Not a penny, not a penny; you are too apatient to bear crosses. Fare you well: Commend e to my cousin Westmoreland.

[Exeunt the Chief Justice, and Apparitors. Fal. If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle.-A an can no more separate age and covetousness, than = can part young limbs and lechery.-Boy!Page. Sir?

Fal. What money is in my purse?
Page. Seven groats and two pence.

Fal. I can get no remedy against this consumption the purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it t, but the disease is incurable. -Go bear this letter my lord of Lancaster; this to the prince; this to e earl of Westmoreland; and this to old mistress -sula,-whom I have weekly sworn to marry, since I rceiv'd the first white hair on my chin:-About it; u know where to find me.

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