tature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man? Give me the spirit, master Shallow. -Here's Wart ;-you ee what a ragged appearance it is: he shall charge ou, and discharge you, with the motion of a pewerer's hammer; come off, and on, swifter than he hat gibbets on the brewer's bucket. And this same alf-fac'd fellow Shadow, -give me this man; he presents no mark to the enemy; the foe-man may with as great aim level at the edge of a penknife: And, for a retreat, how swiftly will this Feeble, the aylor, run off! O, give me the spare men, and spare me the great ones. Put me a caliver into Feeble's and, Bardolph.

Bard. Hold, Feeble, traverse; thus, thus, thus. Fal. Come, manage me your caliver. So :-very well:-go to :-very good :-exceeding good.-O, give me always a little, lean, old, chopp'd, bald hot!-Well said, Feeble.

Shal. He is not his craft's-master, he doth not do it ight. I remember at Mile-end Green, when I lay at Clement's Inn, (I was then sir Dagonet in Arthur's how,) there was a little quiver fellow, and 'a would manage you his piece thus: and 'a would about, and bout, and come you in, and come you in: rah, tạh, ah, would 'a say; bounce, would 'a say; and away gain would 'a go, and again would 'a come;-I shall ever see such a fellow.

Fal. These fellows will do well, master Shallow.Heaven keep you, master Silence; I will not use many words with you:--Fare you well, gentlemen poth: I thank you: I must a dozen mile to-night.Bardolph, give the soldiers coats.

Shal. Sir John, heaven bless you, and prosper your ffairs, and send us peace! As you return, visit my house; let our old acquaintance be renew'd: peradenture, I will with you to the court.

Fal. I would you would, master Shallow.

Shal. Go to; I have spoke, at a word. Fare you vell.

[Exeunt SHALLOW, SILENCE, MOULDY, and BULL-CALF.

Fal. Fare you well, gentle gentlemen. - On Bardolph; lead the men away.

[Exeunt BARDOLPH, Recruits, and Page. I do see the bottom of justice Shallow. Lord, lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying! This same starv'd justice hath done nothing but prate to me of the wildness of his youth, and the feats he hath done about Turnbull Street; and every third word a lie, duer paid to the hearer than the Turk's tribute. I do remember him at Clement's Inn, like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring: when he was naked, he was for all the world, like a fork'd radish, with a head fantastically carv'd upon it with a knife: he was so forlorn, that his dimensions to any thick sight were invisible: he was the very Genius of famine:-And now is this vice's dagger become a squire; and talks as familiarly of John of Gaunt, as if he had been sworn brother to him; and I'll be sworn he never saw him but once, in the Tilt-yard; and then he burst his head, for crowding among the marshal's men. I saw it; and told John of Gaunt, he beat his own name: for you might have truss'd him, and all his apparel, into an eel-skin; the case of a treble hautboy was a mansion for him, a court: and now has he land and beeves. Well; I will be acquainted with him, if I return: and it shall go hard, but I will make him a philosopher's stone to me: If the young dace be a bait for the old pike, I see no reason, in the law of nature, but I may snap at him. Let time shape, and there an end.

SCENE II.

A Forest in Yorkshire.
A March-then-a Parley.

[Exit.

Enter the Archbishop of YORK, MOWBRAY, HASTINGS, and other Gentlemen, meeting WESTMORELAND, GOWER, and other Gentlemen.

West. Health and fair greeting from our general, The prince, lord John of Lancaster.

hat doth concern your coming?

West. Then, my lord,

Into your grace do I in chief address

ne substance of my speech. If that rebellion ame like itself, in base and abject routs, ed on by bloody youth, guarded with rage, nd countenanc'd by boys, and beggary; ay, if damn'd commotion so appear'd, his true, native, and most proper shape, ou, reverend father, and these noble lords, ad not been here, to dress the ugly form base and bloody insurrection ith your fair honours. You, lord archbishop, hose see is by a civil peace maintain'd; hose learning and good letters peace hath tutor'd; Therefore do you so ill translate yourself, at of the speech of peace, that bears such grace, to the harsh and boist'rous tongue of war? Archb. I have in equal balance justly weigh'd hat wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs we

ad find our griefs heavier than our offences. e have the summary of all our griefs, hen time shall serve, to show in articles; hich, long ere this, we offer'd to the king, d might by no suit gain our audience : Then we are wrong'd, and would unfold our griefs, e are deny'd access unto his person en by those men that most have done us wrong. West. When ever yet was your appeal deny'd? herein have you been galled by the king? re come I from our princely general,

know your griefs: to tell you from his grace, at he will give you audience: and wherein hall appear that your demands are just, u shall enjoy them; every thing set off, at might so much as think you enemies. Mowb. But he hath forc'd us to compell this offer, d it proceeds from policy, not love.

West. Mowbray, you over-ween, to take it so;

This offer comes from mercy, not from fear.
For, lo! within a ken, our army lies;
Upon mine honour, all too confident
To give admittance to a thought of fear.
Our battle is more full of names than yours,
Our men more perfect in the use of arms,
Our armour all as strong, our cause the best;
Then reason wills, our hearts should be as good:-
Say you not then, our offer is compell'd.

Mowb. Well, by my will, we shall admit no parley.
West. That argues but the shame of your offence.
Hast. Hath the prince John a full commission,
In very ample virtue of his father,
To hear, and absolutely to determine
Of what conditions we shall stand upon?

West. That is intended in the general's name :

I muse, you make so slight a question.

Archb. Then take, my lord of Westmoreland, this

schedule;

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For this contains our general grievances:-
Each several article herein redress'd;

All members of our cause, both here and hence,
That are insinew'd to this action,

Acquitted by a true substantial form;
And present execution of our wills
To us, and to our purposes, consign'd;
We come within our awful banks again,
And knit our powers to the arm of peace.

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West. This will I show the general. Please you,

lords,

In sight of both our battles we may meet:
And either end in peace, which heaven so frame!-
Or to the place of diffcrence call the swords
Which must decide it.

Archb. My lord, we will do so.
Trumpets sound.

[Exeunt WESTMORELAND, GOWER, and other
Gentlemen.

Mowb. There is a thing within my bosom, tells me, hat no conditions of our peace can stand.

Hast. Fear you not that: if we can make our peace pon such large terms, and so absolute, 5 our conditions shall consist upon, ur peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains. Mowb. Ay, but our valuation shall be such, hat every slight and false-derived cause, ea, every idle, nice, and wanton reason, hall to the king, taste of this action: hat, were our royal faiths martyrs in love, Je shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind, hat even our corn shall seem as light as chaff, and good from bad find no partition.

Archb. No, no, my lord; Note this, the king is

f dainty and such picking grievances:

is foes are so enrooted with his friends,

hat, plucking to unfix an enemy,

Te doth unfasten so, and shake a friend.

Hast. Besides, the king hath wasted all his rods n late offenders, that he now doth lack

he very instruments of chastisement :

that his power, like to a fangless lion,

lay offer, but not hold.

Archb. 'Tis very true;

nd therefore be assur'd, my good lord marshal,

we do now make our atonement well,

ur peace will, like a broken limb united,

-row stronger for the breaking.

Mowb. Be it so.

Here is return'd my lord of Westmoreland.

To meet his grace just distance 'tween our armies ?