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Enter Prince John of Lancaster, Warwick, Lords,
K. Hen. Look, look, here comes my John of Lan
caster P. John. Health, peace, and happiness, to my
royal father! K. Hen. Thou bring'st me happiness, and peace,
My lord of Warwick!
War. 'Tis called Jerusalem, my noble lord.
SCENE 1. Glostershire. A hall in Shallow's
Enter Shallow, Falstaff, Bardolph, and Page. Shal. By cock and pye, sir, you shall not away to-night. What, Davy, I say!
Fal. You njust excuse me, master Robert Shallow.
Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be ex. cused; excuses shall not be admitted ; there is no excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused.-Why, Davy!
Enter Davy. Dady. Here, sir.
Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy, let me see, Davy; let me see :-yea, marry, William cook, bid him come hither.--Sir John, you shall not be excused.
Davy. Marty, sir, thus;- those precepts* cannot be served : and, again, sir,-Shall we sow the head. land with wheat? Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William
Are there no young pigeons? Dady. Yes, sir.Here is now the smith's note, for shoeing, and plough-irons.
Shal. Let it be cast t, and paid :-Sir John, you sball not be excused.
Dady. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be had :-And, sir, do you mean to stop auy of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other day, at Hinckley fair?
Shal. He shall answer it: -Some pigeons, Davy; a couple of short-legged hens; a joint of mutton; and auy pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.
Dady. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?
Shal. Yes, Davy. I will use him well; A friend i'the court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy; for they are arrant koaves, and will backbite.
Dady. No worse than they are back-bitten, sir ; for they have marvellous foul linen.
Shal. Well conceited, Davy. About thy busi. ness, Davy.
Dady. I beseech you, sir, to countenance Wil.
+ Accounted up,
liam Visor of Wincot against Clement Perkes of the hill.
Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against that Visor; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge.
Dady. I grant your worship, that he is a knave, sir: but yet, God forbid, sir, but a koave should have some countenance at his friend's request. An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have served your worship truly, sir, this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I beseech your worship, let him be countenanced.
Shul. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy. (Erit Davy.] Where are you, sir John? Come, off with your boots.-Give me your hand, master Bardolph.
Bard. I am glad to see your worship.
Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind master Bardolph :--and welcome, my tall fellow. (To the Page.] Come, sir John.
[Erit Shallow Fal. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow. Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt Bardolph and Page.] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four dozen of such bearded hermit's-staves as master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing, to see the semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his : They, by observing him, do bear themselves like foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is turned into a justice-like serving-man; their spirits are so married in conjunction with the participation of society, that they flock together in consent, like so many wild-geese. If I had a suit to master Shallow, I would humour his men, with the imputation of being near their master: if to his men, I would curry with master Shallow, that vo man could better command his servants. It is certain,
that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is caught, as men take diseases, one of another: there. fore, let men take heed of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this Shallow, to keep prince Harry in continual laughter, the wearing-out of six fashions (which is four terms, or two actions), and he shall laugh without interdullums. 0, it is much, that a lie, with a slight oath, and a jest, with a sad 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 upt. Shal. [Within.] Sir Johu !
Fal. I come, master Shallow; I come, master Shallow.
Westminster. A room in the palace.
Enter Warwick, and the Lord Chief Justice.
War. How now, my lord chief justice? whither
away? Ch. Just. How doth the king ? War. Exceeding well; his cares are now all
euded. Ch. Just. I hope, not dead. War.
He's walk'd the way of nature ; And, to our purposes, he lives no more.
Ch.Just. I would, his majesty had call'd me with
The service that I truly did his life,
# A serious face.
+ Full of wrinkles.
Ch. Just. I know, he doth not; and do arm my.
Enter Prince John, Prince Humphrey, Clarence,
Westmoreland, and others.
Ch. Just. Alas! I fear, all will be overturn'd.
us heavy! Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier ! P. Humph. O, good my lord, you have lost a
friend, indeed: And I dare swear, you borrow not that face Of seeming sorrow; it is, sure, your own. P. John. 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 Falstaff
Which swims against your stream of quality.