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From the best temper'd courage in his troops : Would lift him where most trade of danger For from his metal was his party steel’d;

rang'd ; Which once in him abated, all the rest

Yet did you say, Go forth ; and none of this, Turu'd on themselves, like dull and heavy lead. Though strongly apprehended, could restrain And as the thing that's heavy in itself,

The stiff-borne action : What hath then befallen, Upon enforcement, flies with greatest speed; Or what hath this bold enterprize brought forth, So did our men, heavy in Hotspur's loss, More than that being which was like to be? Lend to this weight such lightness with their fear, Bard. We all, that are engaged to this loss, That arrows fled not swister toward their aim, Knew that we ventur'd on such dangerous seas, Than did our soldiers, aiming at their safety, That, if we wrought out life, 'twas ten to one: Fly from the field: Then was that noble Wor. And yet we ventur’d, for the gain propos'd

Chok'd the respect of likely peril fear'd; Too soon ta'en prisoner: and that furious Scot, And, since we are o'erset, venture again. The bloody Douglas, whose well-labouring sword, Come, we will all put forth; body, and goods. Had three times slain the appearance of the king, Mor. 'Tis more than time: And, my most no'Gan vail* his stomach, and did grace the shame ble lord, Of those that turo'd their backs; and, in his flight, I hear for certain, and do speak the truth,Stumbling in fear, was took. The sum of all The gentle archbishop of York is up, Is--that the king hath won; and hath sent out With well-appointed powers ;* he is a man, A speedy power to encounter you, my lord, Who with a double surety binds his followers. Under the conduct of young Lancaster,

My lord your son had only but the corps, And Westmoreland : this is the news at full. But shadows, and the shows of men, to fight : North. For this I shall have time enough to For that same word, rebellion, did divide

The action of their bodies from their souls; In poison there is physic; and these news, And they did fight with queasiness,t constrain'd, Having been well, that would have made me As men drink potions; that their weapons only sick,

[well :, Seem'd on our side, but, for their spirits and
Being sick, have in some measure made me souls,
And as the wretch, whose fever-weaken'd joints, This word, rebellion, it had froze them up,
Like strengthless hinges, buckle under life, As fish are in a pond : But now the bishop
Impatient of his fit, breaks like a fire

Turns insurrection to religion :
Out of his keeper's arms; even so my limbs, Suppos'd sincere and holy in his thoughts,
Weaken'd with grief, being now evrag'd 'with He's follow'd both with body and with mind;
grief,

And doth enlarge his rising with the blood Are thrice themselves : hence therefore, thou of fair king Richard, scrap'd from Pomfret stones. nicet crutch;

Derives from heaven his quarrel, and his cause ; A scaly gauntlet now, with joints of steel,

Tells them be dotb bestride a bleeding land, Must glove this hand: and hence, thou sickly Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke; quoif, I

Aad more, and less, do flock to follow him. Thou art a guard too wanton for the head, North. I knew of this before ; but, to speak Which princes, flesh'd with conquest, aim to hit. truth, Now bind my brows with iron; and approach

This present grief hath wip'd it from my mind. The ragged’st hour that time and spite dare Go in with me, and counsel every man bring,

The aptest way for safety, and revenge: To frown upon the enrag'd Northumberland ! Get posts, and letters, and make friends with Let heaven kiss earth! Now let not nature's speed; hand

Never so few, and never yet more need. Keep the wild flood confin'd! let order die !

(Exeunt. And let this world no longer be a stage, To feed contention in a lingering act;

SCENE II.--London.--A Street.
But let one spirit of the first-born Cain
Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set

Enter Sir John FALSTAFF, with his Page, bearOn bloody courses, the rude scene may end,

ing his Sword and Buckler. And darkness be the burier of the dead!

Fal. Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor Tra. This strained passion doth you wrong, my to my water? lord.

Page. He said, Sir, the water itself was a good Bard. Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from healthy water : but for the party that owed: your honour.

it, he might have more diseases than he knew Mor. The lives of all your loving complices

for. Lean on your health; the which, if you give Fal. Men of all sorts take a pride to gird| at o'er

me : TI brain of this foolish-compounded clay, To stormy passion, must perforce decay. mau, is not able to vent any thing that tends You cast the event of war, my noble lord, to laughter, more than I invent, or is invented And summ'd the account of chance, before you on me: I am not only witty in myself, but the said,

cause that wit is in other men. I do here walk Let us make head. It was your presurmise, before thee, like a sow, that hath overwhelmed That in the doled of blows your son might drop : all her litter but one. If the prince put thee You knew, he walk' o'er perils, on an edge, into my service for any other reason than to set More likely to fall in, than to get o'er :

me off, why then I have no judgement. Thou You were advis'd, his flesh was capable

whoreson mandrake, I thou art fitter to be worn in Of wounds, and scars; and that his forward spirits

† Against their stomache.

* Forces

Q Ownod. Il Gibe. Let fall. 1 Trifling 1 Car 5 Distribution. 1 A root supposed to have the shape of a man.

| Greater.

my cap, than to wait at my heels. I was never soldiers ? Though it be a shame to be on any manned with an agate* till now: but I will set side but one, it is worse shame to beg than to be you neither in gold nor silver, but in vile apparel, on the worst side, were it worse than the name and send you back again to your master, for a of rebellion can tell how to make it. jewel; the juvenal, the prince your master, Allen. You mistake me, Sir. whose chin is not yet fledged. I will sooner have

Fal. Why, Sir, did I say you were an honest a beard grow in the palm of my hand, than he shall get one on his cheek; and yet he

will not aside, I had lied io my throat if I had said so.

man? setting my knighthood and my soldiership stick to say, his face is a face-royal : God may finish it when he will, it is not a hair amiss yet: hood and your soldiership aside ; and give me

Atten. I pray you, Sir, then set your knighthe may keep it still as a face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence out of it ; and yet he leave to tell you, you lie in your throat, if you will be crowing, as if he had writ man ever since say I am any other than an honest man. his father was a bachelor. He may keep his owo Fal. I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay grace, but he is almost out of mine, I can assure aside that which grows to me! If thou get'st him.- -What said master Dumbleton about the any leave of me, hang me: if thou takest leare, satin for my short cloak, and slops?

thou wert better be hanged: You hunt-counter, Page. He said, Sir, you should procure him heoce! avauot ! better assurance than Bardolph: he would not Allen. Sir, my lord would speak with you. take his bond and yours; he liked not the security. Ch. Just. Sir John Falstaff, a word with you.

Fal. Let him be damned like a glutton! may Fal. My good lord !—God give your lordship his tongue be hotter!-A whoreson Achitophel ! good time of day. I am glad to see your lordship a rascally yea-forsooth knave! to bear a gentle- abroad: I heard say, your lordship was sick : 1 man in hand, and they stand upon security!- hope, your lordship goes abroad by advice. Your The whoreson smooth-pates do now wear nothing lordship, though not clean past your youth, hath but bigh shoes, and bunches of keys at their gir- yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the dles; and if a man is thorought with them in saltness of time; and I most humbly beseech your honest taking up, then they must stand upon--lordship, to have a reverend care of your health. security. I had as lief they would put ratsbane

Ch. Just. Sir John, I sent for you before your in my mouth, as offer to stop it with security. I

expedition to Shrewsbury. looked he should have sent me two and twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he sends

Fal. An't please your lordship, I hear, his me security. Well, he may sleep in security: Wales.

majesty is returned with some discomfort from for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness of his wife shines through it: and yet cannot would not come when I sent for you.

Ch. Just. I talk not of his majesty :-You he see, though he have his own lantern to light him.-- Where's Bardolph?

Fal. And I hear moreover, his highness is

fallen into this same whoreson apoplexy. Page. He's gone into Smithfield, to buy your

Ch. Just. Well, heaven mend him! I pray, worship a horse.

let me speak with you. Fal. I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me

Fal. This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of a horse in Smithfield : an I could get me but a lethargy, an’t please your lordship; a kind of wife in the stews, I were manned, horsed, and sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling. wived. I

Ch. Just. What tell you me of it? be it as Enter the Lord CHIEF JUSTICE, and an AT-it is.

Fal. It hath its original from much grief; TENDANT.

from study, and perturbation of the brain : I have Page. Sir, here comes the nobleman that com- read the cause of his effects in Galen; it is a kind mitted the prince for stricking him about Bardolph. of deafness. Fal. Wait close, I will not see him.

Ch. Just. I think, you are fallen into the disCh. Just. What's he that goes there? ease; for you hear not what I say to you. Allen. Falstaff, au't please your lordship. Fal. Very well, my lord, very well : rather,

Ch. Just. He that was in question for the rob- an't please you, it is the disease of not listening, bery?

the malady of not marking, that I am troubled Allen. He, my lord: but he hath since done withal. good service at Shrewsbury; and, as I hear, is Ch. Just. To punish you by the heels, would now going with some charge to the lord Joho of amend the attention of your ears; and I care not, Lancaster.

if I do become your physician. Ch. Just. What, to York? Call him back again. Fal. I am as poor as Job, my lord; but not so Atten. Sir John Falstaff!

patient : your lordship may minister the potion Fal. Boy, tell him, I am deaf.

of imprisonment to me, in respect of poverty ; Page. You must speak louder, my master is deaf. but how I should be your patient to follow your

Ch. Just. I ain sure, he is, to the bearing of prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of any thing good.--Go, pluck him by the elbow; 1 a scruple, or, indeed, a scruple itself. must speak with him.

Ch. Just. I sent for you, when there were Atlen. Sir John,

matters against you for your life, to come speak

with me. Fal. What! a young koave, and beg! Is there not wars? Is there not employment? Doth not

Fal. As I was then advised by my learned the king lack subjects do not the rebels need counsel in the laws of this land-service, I did not * A little figure cut in an agate. f in their debt.

Ch. Just. Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live | Alluding to an old proverb : Who goes to Westminster in great infamy. for a wife, to St. Paul's for a man, and to Smithfield for a horse, may meet with a whore, a knave, and a jude.

* A catch-pole, or bum-bailiff,

come.

Fal. He that buckles him in my belt, cannot and Prince Harry: I hear, you are going with live in less.

lord John of Lancaster, against the archbishop, Ch. Just. Your means are very slender, and and the earl of Northumberland. your waste is great.

Fal. Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for Fal. I would it were otherwise; I would my it. But look you pray, all you that kiss my lady means were greater, and my waist slenderer.

peace at home, that our armies join not in a hot Ch. Just. You have misled the youthful prince. day! for, by the Lord, I take but two shirts out

Fal. The young prince hath misled me: I am with me, and I mean not to sweat extraordinathe fellow with the great belly, and he my dog. rily: if it be a hot day, an I brandish any thing

Ch. Just. Well, I am loath to gall a new-but my bottle, I would I might never spit white healed wound; your day's service at Shrewsbury again. There is not a dangerous action can peep hath a little gilded over your night's exploit on out his head, but I am thrust upon it: Well, I Gads-hill : you may thank the unquiet time for cannot last ever : But it was always yet the trick your quiet o'er-posting that action.

of our English nation, if they have a good thing, Fal. My lord?

to make it too common. If you will needs say, I Ch. Just. But since all is well, keep it so: am an old man, you should give me rest. I would wake not a sleeping wolf.

to God, my name were not so terrible to the Fal. To wake a wolf, is as bad as to smell a fox. enemy as it is. I were better to be eaten to

Ch. Just. What! you are as a candle, the bet- death with rust, than to be scoured to nothing ter part burnt out.

with perpetual motion. Fal. A wassel* candle, my lord; all tallow: Ch. Just. Well, be honest, be honest; And God if I did say of wax, my growth would approve bless your expedition ! the truth.

Fal. Will your lordship lend me a thousand Ch. Just. There is not a white hair on your pouud, to furnish me forth? face, but should have his effect of gravity.

Ch. Just. Not a penny, not a penny; you are Fal. His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy. too impatient to bear crosses. Fare you well:

Ch. Just. You follow the young prince up and Commend me to my cousin Westmoreland. down, like his ill angel.

[Exeunt CHIEF JUSTICE and ATTENDANT. Fal. Not so, my lord; your ill angelt is light; Fal. If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle.* but, I hope, he that looks upon me, will take me A man can no more separate age and covetouswithout weighing: and yet, in some respects, I

ness, than he can part young limbs and lechery: grant, I cannot go, I cannot tell :f Virtue is of but the gout galls the one, and the pox pinches so little regard in these coster-monger times, that the other; and so both the degrees preventt my true valour is turned bearherd: Pregnancy is

curses.—Boy! made a tapster, and hath his quick wit wasted in

Page. Sir? giving reckonings: all the other gifts appertinent Fal. What money is in my purse? to man, as the malice of this age shapes them,

Page. Seven groats and twopence. are not worth a gooseberry. You, that are old, Fal. I can get no remedy against this conconsider not the capacities of us that are young: sumption of the purse : borrowing only lingers you measure the heat of our livers with the bit- and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable.terness of your galls: and we that are in the Go bear this letter to my lord of Lancaster ; this vaward|| of our youth, I must confess, are wags to the prince ; this to the earl of Westmoreland; too.

and this to old mistress Ursula, whom I have Ch. Just. Do you set down your name in the weekly sworn to marry since I perceived the first scroll of youth, that are written down old with white hair on my chin : About it; you know all the characters of age? Have you not a moist where to find me.' (Exit Page.) A pox of this eye? a dry hand? a yellow cheek? a white beard? gout! or, a gout of this pox! for the one, or the a decreasing leg? an increasing belly? Is not other, plays the rogue with my great toe. It is your voice broken? your wind short? your chin no matter, if I do halt; I have the wars for my double ? your wit single ? 1 and every part about colour, and my pension shall seem the more reayou blasted with antiquity ?** and will you yet sonable: A good wit will make use of any thing; call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir John !

I will turn diseases to commodity. I (E.tit. Fal. My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the afternoon, with a white head, and SCENE III.-York.A Room in the Archsomething a round belly. For my voice,-1

bishop's Palace. have lost it with hollaing, and singing of anthems. Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, the Lords HastTo approve my youth further, I will not : the INGS, MOWBRAY, and BARDOLPH. truth is, I am only old in judgement and under- Arch. Thus have you heard our cause, and standing; and he that will caper with me for a known our means; thousand marks, let him lend me the money, and And, my most noble friends, I pray you all, have at him. For the box o'the ear that the Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes :prince gave you,-he gave it like a rude prince, And first, lord marshal, what say you to it? and you took it like a sepsible lord. I have Mowb. I well allow the occasion of our arms; checked him for it; and the young lion repents : But gladly would be better satisfied, marry, not in ashes, and sackcloth ; but in new How, in our means, we should advance ourselves silk, and old sack.

To look with forehead bold and big enough Ch. Just. Well, heaven send the prince a Upon the power and puissance of the king better companion !

Hast. Our present musters grow upon the file Fal. Heaven send the companion a better To five and twenty thousand men of choice; prince! I cannot rid my hands of him.

And our supplies live largely in the hope Ch. Just. Well, the king hath severed you of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns

With an incensed fire of injuries. * A large candle for a feast. The coin called an angel. Readiness.

* A large wooden hammer so heavy as to require three || Forepart. 1 Small.

men to wield it. 1 Anticipate. Profit.

* Pass current.

** Old age.

.

Bard. The question then, lord Hastings, Hast. If he should do so, standeth thus:-

He leaves his back unarm'd, the French anal Whether our present five and twenty thousand

Welsh
May hold up head without Northumberland. Baying him at the heels: never fear that.
Hast. With him, we may.

Bard. Who, is it like, should lead his forces Bard. Ay, marry, there's the point:

hither? But if without him we be thought too feeble, Hast. The duke of Lancaster, and WestMy judgement is, we should not step too far

moreland:

(mouth : Till we had his assistance by the hand : Against the Welsh, himself and Harry ManFor, in a theme so bloody-fac'd as this, But who is substituted 'gainst the French, Conjecture, expectation, and surmise

I have no certain notice.
Of aids uncertain, should not be admitted. Arch. Let us on ;
Arch. 'Tis very true, lord Bardolph; for, And publish the occasion of our arms.
indeed,

The commonwealth is sick of their own choices
It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury. Their over-greedy love hath surfeited :-
Bard. It was, my lord; who lind himself A habitation giddy and unsure
with hope,

Hath he, that buildeth on the vulgar heart. Eating the air on promise of supply,

O thou fond many !* with what loud applause Flattering himself with project of a power

Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Boling. Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts: broke,

[be? And so, with great imagination,

Before he was what thou would'st have him Proper to madmen, led his powers to death, And being now trimm’dt in thine own desires, And, winking, leap'd into destruction. Thou beastly feeder, art so full of him, Hast. But, by your leave, it never get did That thou provok’st thyself to cast him up. hurt,

So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge To lay down likelihoods, and forms of hope. Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard ;

Bard. Yes, in this present quality of war;- And now thou would'st eat thy dead vomit up, Indeed, the instant action, (a cause on foot,) And howl'st to find it. What trust is in these Lives so in hope, as in an early spring (fruit, times ? We see the appearing buds; which, to prove They that, when Richard liv'd, would have Hope gives not so much warrant, as despair,

him die, That frosts will bite them. When we mean to Are now become enamour'd on his grave: build,

Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head, We first survey the plot, then draw the model ; When through proud London he came sighing And when we see the figure of the house, After the admired heels of Bolingbroke, [an Then must we rate the cost of the erection : Cry'st now, ( earth, yield us that king again, Which if we find outweighs ability,

And take thou this! O thoughts of men accurst! What do we then, but draw anew the model Past, and to come, seem best; things present, In fewer offices; or, at least, desist (work, To build at all ? Much more, in this great Moub. Shall we go draw our numbers ans! (Which is, almost, to pluck a kingdom down,

set on? And set another up,) should we survey

Hast. We are time's subjects, and time bids The plot of situation, and the model;

be gone!

Ereport Consent* upon a sure foundation; Question surveyors; know our own estate,

ACT II. How able such a work to undergo,

SCENE I.-London.--A Street. To weigh against his opposite; or else, Enter Hostess; Fang, and his Boy, with her : We fortify in paper, and in figures,

and SNARE following. Using the names of men, instead of men :

Hosl. Master Fang, bave yon entered the Like one that draws the model of a house

action? Beyond his power to build it; who, half

Fang. It is entereil. through,

Host. Where is your yeoman ! Is it a lırsty Gives o'er, and leaves his part created cost

yeoman? will a' stand to't? A naked subject to the weeping clouds,

Fang. Sirrah, where's Snare? And waste for churlish winter'e tyranny.

Host. O lord, ay: good master Snare. Hast. Grant, that our hopes (yet likely for

Snare. Here, here. fair birth,) Should be still-born, and that we now poso staff.

Fang. Snare, we must arrest Sir John Fal: The utmost man of expectation; (sess'd

Host. Yea, good master Snare; I have enI think, we are a body strong enough,

tered him and all. Even as we are, to equal with the king.

Snare. It may chance cost some of us our Bard. What! is the king but five and twenty lives, for he will stab. thousand?

Host. Alas the day! take heed of him; he Hast. To us, no more; nay, not so much, stabbed me in injne own house, and that most ·

lord Bardolph. For his divisions, as the times do brawl,[French, chief he doth, if his weapon be out: he will

beastly: in good faith, a' cares not what misAre in three heads : one power against the

foing like any devil; he will spare neither And one against Glendower; perforce, a third

man, woman, nor child. Must take up us : So is the unfirm king

Fang. If I can close with him, I care pot för In three divided ; and his coffers sound

his thrust. With hollow poverty and emptiness.

Host. No, nor I neither: I'll be at your Arch. That he should draw his several

elbow. strengths together, And come against us in full puissance,

Fang. An I but fist him once; an a' come

but within my vice :||Need not be dreaded.

worst.

* Multitnde.

Dressed.

gree.

Thrust

Crash.

DOLPH.

Host. I am undone by his going; I warrant to enforce a poor widow to so rough a course you, he's an infinitive thing upon my score :- to come by her own? Good master Fang, hold him sure ;-good mag- Fal. What is the gross sum that I owe ter Snare, let him not ’scape. He comes con- thee? tinaantly to Pie-corner, (saving your man- Host. Marry, if thou wert an honest man, hoods,) to buy a saddle ; and he's indited to thyself, and the money too. Thou didst swear dinner to the lubbar's head in Lumbert-street, to me upon a parcel-gilt* goblet, sitting in my to master Smooth's the silkman: I pray ye, Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea. since my exion is entered, and my case so coal fire, upon Wednesday in Whiteun-week, openly known to the world, let him be brought when the prince broke thy head for liking his in to his answer. A hundred mark is a long father to a singing-man of Windsor; thou didst loan for a poor lone woman to bear: and I have swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, borne, and borne, and borne; and have been to marry me, and make me my lady thy wife. fubbed off, and fubbed off, and fubbed off, Canst thou deny it? Did not goodwife Keech, from this day to that day, that it is a shame to the butcher's wife, come in then, and call me be thought on. There is no honesty in such gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess dealing ; unless a woman should be made an of vinegar; telling us, she had a good dish of ass, and a beast, to bear every knave's wrong.– prawns; whereby thou didst desire to eat some; Enter Sir John Falstaff, Page, and Bar- whereby I told thee, they were ill for a green

wound? And didst thou not, when she was

gone down stairs, desire me to be no more so Yonder he comes; and that arrant malmsey- familiarity with such poor people; saying, that nose knave, Bardolph, with him. Do your ere long they should call me madam And offices, do your offices, master Fang, and mas- didst thou not kiss me, and bid me fetch thee ter Snare; do me, do me, do me your offices. Fal. How now? whose mare's dead? what's oath; deny it, if thou canst.

thirty shillings? I put thee now to thy bookthe matter?

Pal. My lord, this is a poor mad soul ; and Fang. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of she says, up and down the town, that her eldmistress Quickly.

est son is like you: she hath been in good case, Fal. Away, varlets !-Draw, Bardolph; cut and, the truth is, poverty hath distracted her. me' off the villain's head; throw the quean in But for these foolish officers, I beseech you, I the channel. Host. Throw me in the channel? I'll throw

may have redress against them.

Ch. Just. Sir John, Sir John, I am well acthee in the channel. Wilt thou? wilt thou? quainted with your manner of wrenching the thou bastardly rogue !Murder, murder! O true cause the false way. It is not a confident thou honey-suckle* villain!

with thou kill God's brow, nor the throng of words that come with officers, and the king's? O thou honey-seedt such more than impudent sauciness from you, rogue! thou art a honey-seed ; a man-queller, can thrust me from a level consideration ; you and a woman-queller.

have, as it appears to me, practised upon the Fal. Keep them off, Bardolph.

easy-yielding spirit of this woman, and made Fang. A rescue! a rescue! Hosi. Good people, bring a rescue or two.

her serve your uses both in purse and person.

Host. Yea, in troth, my lord. Thou wo't, wo't thou? thou wo't, wo't thou?

Ch.Just. Pr’ythee, peace :-Pay her the debt do, do, thou rogue! do, thou hemp-seed! Fal. Away, you soullion! you rampallian: done with her; the one you may do with ster

you owe her, and unpay the villany you have you fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe. ling money, and the other with current repent

Enter the Lord CHIEF JUSTICE, altended.
Ch. Just. What's the matter ? keep the peace without reply. You call honourable boldness,

Fal. My lord, I will not undergo this sneapt hrere, ho!

Host. Good, my lord, be good to me! I be- impudent sauciness: if a man will make seech you, stand to me!

court'sy, and say nothing, he is virtuous: No, Ch. Just. How now, Sir John? what, are you my lord, my humble duty remembered, I will brawling here;

not be your suitor; I say to you, I do desire Doth this become your place, your time, and deliverance from these officers, being upon business?

(York. hasty employment in the king's affairs. You should have been well on your way to

Ch. Just. You speak as having power to do Stand from him, fellow; Wherefore hangost wrong: but answer in the effect of your reputhou on hin?

tation, f and satisfy the poor woman. Host. O my most worshipful lord, an't please

Fal. Come hither, hostess. [Taking heraside. your grace, I am a poor widow of Eastcheap,

Enter GOWER. and he is arrested at my suit. Ch. Just. For what sum?

Ch. Just. Now, master Gower; What news? · Host. It is more than for some, my lord : it is

Gow. The king, my lord, and Harry prince

of Wales for all, all I have: he hath eaten me out of house and home; he hath put all my substance Are near at hand: the rest the paper tells. into that fat belly of his :--but I will have some

Fal. As I am a gentleman ;-
Host. Nay, you

said so before.
of it out again, or I'll ride thee o’nights, like
the mare.

Fal. As I am a gentleman ;-Come, no more Fal. I think, I am as like to ride the mare, if words of it. I have any vantage of ground to get up.

Host. By this heavenly ground I tread on, I Ch. Just. How comes this, Sir John? Fie!

must be fain to pawn both my plate, and the what man of good temper would endure this

tapestry of my dining-chambers. tempest of exclamation ? Are you not ashamed,

Fal. Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking: * Porty gilt.

+ Snub, check Honritas † llomicide

1 Suitable to your character.

ance.

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