company." I will devife 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 shall laugh without intervallums. “ "it is much, that a lye with a flight oath, and a jest "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. [Within.] Sir John Fal. I come, Master Shallow; I come, Mafter Shallow. [Exit Falitaff. SCENE II. Changes to the court in London. Enter the Earl of Warwick, and the Lord Chief Justice. War. How now, my Lord Chief Justice, whither a- 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, Enter Lord John of Lancaster, Gloucefter, and Clarence. Lan. We meet, like men that had forgot to speak. Lan Lan. Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy! Ch. Jul. Feace be with us, left we be heavier ! Glou. O, good my Lord, you've loft a friend indeed; And I dare fwear, you borrow not that face Of feeming forrow; it is, fure, your own. Lan. Though no man be affur'd what grace You ftand in coldest expectation. I am the forrier; 'would 'twere otherwise. to find, Cla. Well, you must now speak Sir John Falftalff fair, Which fwims against your stream of quality. Ch. Juft. Sweet Princes, what I did, I did in honour, If truth and upright innocency fail me, SCENE III. Enter Prince Henry. "Ch. Juft. eav'n fave your Majefty! P. Henry. This new and gorgeous garment, Majefty, Sits not fo eafy on me as you think. Brother's, you mix your fadnefs with fome fear: This is the English, not the Turkish court; But Harry,arry Yet be fad, good brothers, Sorrow fo royally in you appears, That I will deeply put the fashion on, you: And wear it in my heart. Why then be fad; Lan. &c. We hope no other froin your Majefty. P. Henry. You all look ftrangely on me; and you You are, I think, affur'd, I love you'not. [moft. To the Ch. Juft. Ch. Juft. I am affur'd, if I be meafur'd rightly, Your Majesty hath no juft cause to hate me. P. Henry. No! might a prince of my great hopes So great indignities you laid upon me? [forget What! rate, rebuke, and roughly fend to prison Th' immediate heir of England! was this eafy? May this be wafh'd in Lethe, and forgotten? Ch. Juft. I then did ufe the perfon of your father; The image of his power lay then in me: And in th' adminftration of his law, While I was bufy for the commonwealth, Your Highnefs pleafed to forget my place, The majesty and pow'r of law and justice, The image of the King whom I prefented; And ftruck me in my very feat 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, P. Henry. You are right, Juftice, and you weigh this Therefore still bear the balance and the fword: [well; And I do with your honours may increase, Till you do live to fee a fon of mine Th' unstained fword that you have us'd to bear; My voice fhall found as you do prompt mine ear; Our coronation done, we will accite And (Heaven configning to my good intents) Heav'n fhorten Harry's happy life one day. [Exeunt. SCENE Changes to Shallow's feat in Gloucestershire. Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Silence, Bardolph, the Page, and Davy. Shal. Nay, you shall see mine orchard, where in an arbour we will eat a laft year's pippin of my own graffing, with a dish of carraways, and fo forth. Come, coufin Silence; and then to bed. Fal. You have here a goodly dwelling, and a rich. Shal. Barren, barren, barren: beggars all, beggars all, Sir John; marry, good air. Spread, Davy, fpead, Davy; well faid, Davy. Fal. This Davy ferves you for good uses; he is your fervingman, and your husbandman. Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet, Sir John. By the mafs, I have drank too much fack at fupper. A good varlet. Now fit down, now fit down: come, coufin. Sil. Ah, firrah, quoth-a. We shall do nothing but eat and make good chear, [Singing. And praife heav'n for the merry year; When flesh is cheap and females dear, And lufty lads roam here and there; So merrily, and ever among, fo merrily, &c. Fal. There's a merry heart, good Mafter Silence. I'll give you a health for that anon. Shal. Give Mr. Bardolph fome wine, Davy. Davy. Sweet Sir, fit; I'll be with you anon; most fweet Sir, fit. Mafter Page, fit: good Mafter Page, fit. Proface! What you want in meat, we'll have in drink; but you muft bear; the heart's all. [Exit. Shal. Be merry, Master Bardolph, and, my little foldier there, be merry. Sil. [Singing. Be merry, be merry, my wife has all, For women are shrews, both short and tall; 'Tis merry in hall, when beards wag all, And welcome merry Shrovetide. Be merry, be merry. Fal. I did not think Mafter Silence had been a man of this mettle. |