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company.” I will devise 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.“ O, “ 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 shoulders.” O, you shall see him laugh till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up.
Shal. [Within.] Sir John
Fal. I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow.
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;
Ch. Juft. I would his Majesty had callid me with him. The service that I truly did his life, Hath left me open to all injuries.
War. Indeed I think the young King loves you not.
War. Here come the heavy iffue of dead Harry.
Ch Juft. slas, ! fear all will be overturn'd.
War. We do remember; but our argument is all too heavy to adinit much talk.
Lan. Well, peace be with him that hath made us
heavy! Ch. Juft. Feace be with us, lest we be heavier !
Glou. O, good my Lord, you've lost a friend indeed; And I dare Twear, you borrow not that face Of seeming sorrow; it is, sure, your own.
Lan. Though no man be assur'd what grace to find, You stand in coldest expectation. I am the sorrier; 'would 'twere otherwise.
Cla. Well, you must now speak Sir John Falstalff fair, Which swims against your stream of quality.
Ch. Juft. Sweet Princes, what I did, I did in honour, Led by th' impartial conduct of my foul; And never shall you see that I will beg A rated and foreitall'd remiffion. If truth and upright innocency fail me, I'll to the King my master that is dead, And tell him who hath sent me after him. War. Here comes the Prince.
SCENE III. Enter Prince Henry, Ch. Juft. eay'n fave your Majesty!
P. Henry. This new and gorgeous garment, Majesty, Sits not so easy on me as you think. Brother's, you
mix sadness with some fear : This is the English, not the Turkish court ; Not Ainurath an Amurath succeeds, But Harry, arry Yet be fad, good brothers, For, to speak truth, it very well becomes you : Sorrow so r: yally in you appears, That I will Jeeply put the fathion on, And wear it in my heart. Why then be sad; But entertain no more of it, good brothers, Than a joint burthen laid upon us all. For me, by teav'n, I bid you be assur’d, l'll be your father and
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P. Henry. You all look strangely on me; and you You are, I think, assur’d, I love you' not. (most.
To the Ch. yuft.
P. Henry. No! might a prince of my great hopes
Ch. Juft. I then did use the person of your father";
P. Henry. You are right, Justice, and you weigh this
do live to see a son of mine
hand Th’unstained sword that you have us'd to bear; With this remembrance, that you use the same With a like bold, just, and imparcial spirit, As you have done 'gainst me.
wild into his grave;
[To the Lord Chief Juftice. Our coronation done, we will accite (As I before remember'd) all our state, And (Heaven configning to my good intents) No prince, nor peer, shall have just cause to say, Heav'n fhorten Harry's happy life one day. [Exeurt.
SC EN E IV. Changes to Shallow's seat 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 last year's pippin of my own graffing, with a dish of carraways, and fo forth. Come, cousin 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, spead, Davy; well said, Davy.
Fal. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your servingman, and your husbandman.
Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet, Sir John. By the mass, I have drank too much fack at fupper.A good varlet. Now fit down, now sit down : come, cousin.
Sil. Ah, firrah, quoth-a. We shall do nothing but eat and make good chear, [Singing. And praise heav'n for the merry year ; When flesh is cheap and females dear, And lusty lads roam here and there ; So merrily, and ever among, so merrily, &c.
Fal. There's a merry heart, good Master Silence. I'll give you a health for that anon.
Shal. Give Mr. Bardolph fome wine, Davy.
Davy. Sweet Sir, sit; I'll be with you anon; moft sweet Sir, fit. Master Page, fit: good Master Page, fit. Proface! What you want in meat, we'll have in drink; but you must 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 hus all, For women are shrews, both short and tall; 'Tis merry in hall, when beards wag all, und welcome merry Shrovetide. Be merry, be merry.
Fal. I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this mettle.