Speeches (Lines) for Falstaff in "History of Henry IV, Part II"

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1 I / 2
  • Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?
  • Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?
  • Earl of Northumberland. I knew of this before; but, to speak truth,
    This present grief had wip'd it from my mind.
    Go in with me; and counsel every man
    The aptest way for safety and revenge.
    Get posts and letters, and make friends with speed--
    Never so few, and never yet more need. Exeunt

    Falstaff. Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?

2 I / 2
  • Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The
    this foolish-compounded cla...
  • Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The
    this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent
    that intends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented
    me. I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is
    other men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath
    overwhelm'd all her litter but one. If the Prince put thee
    my service for any other reason than to set me off, why then
    have no judgment. Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to
    worn in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never mann'd
    an agate till now; but I will inset you neither in gold nor
    silver, but in vile apparel, and send you back again to your
    master, for a jewel--the juvenal, the Prince your master,
    chin is not yet fledge. I will sooner have a beard grow in
    palm of my hand than he shall get one off his cheek; and yet
    will not stick to say his face is a face-royal. God may
    when he will, 'tis not a hair amiss yet. He may keep it still
    a face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence out of
    and yet he'll be crowing as if he had writ man ever since his
    father was a bachelor. He may keep his own grace, but he's
    out of mine, I can assure him. What said Master Dommelton
    the satin for my short cloak and my slops?
  • Page. He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy water;
    for the party that owed it, he might have moe diseases than
    knew for.

    Falstaff. Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The
    this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent
    that intends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented
    me. I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is
    other men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath
    overwhelm'd all her litter but one. If the Prince put thee
    my service for any other reason than to set me off, why then
    have no judgment. Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to
    worn in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never mann'd
    an agate till now; but I will inset you neither in gold nor
    silver, but in vile apparel, and send you back again to your
    master, for a jewel--the juvenal, the Prince your master,
    chin is not yet fledge. I will sooner have a beard grow in
    palm of my hand than he shall get one off his cheek; and yet
    will not stick to say his face is a face-royal. God may
    when he will, 'tis not a hair amiss yet. He may keep it still
    a face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence out of
    and yet he'll be crowing as if he had writ man ever since his
    father was a bachelor. He may keep his own grace, but he's
    out of mine, I can assure him. What said Master Dommelton
    the satin for my short cloak and my slops?

3 I / 2
  • Let him be damn'd, like the Glutton; pray God his
    be hotter! A whoreson Achi...
  • Let him be damn'd, like the Glutton; pray God his
    be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel! A rascal-yea-forsooth
    bear a gentleman in hand, and then stand upon security! The
    whoreson smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes, and
    bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a man is through
    them in honest taking-up, then they must stand upon security.
    had as lief they would put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to
    it with security. I look'd 'a should have sent me two and
    yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he sends me
    Well, he may sleep in security; for he hath the horn of
    abundance, and the lightness of his wife shines through it;
    yet cannot he see, though he have his own lanthorn to light
    Where's Bardolph?
  • Page. He said, sir, you should procure him better assurance
    Bardolph. He would not take his band and yours; he liked not
    security.

    Falstaff. Let him be damn'd, like the Glutton; pray God his
    be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel! A rascal-yea-forsooth
    bear a gentleman in hand, and then stand upon security! The
    whoreson smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes, and
    bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a man is through
    them in honest taking-up, then they must stand upon security.
    had as lief they would put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to
    it with security. I look'd 'a should have sent me two and
    yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he sends me
    Well, he may sleep in security; for he hath the horn of
    abundance, and the lightness of his wife shines through it;
    yet cannot he see, though he have his own lanthorn to light
    Where's Bardolph?

4 I / 2
  • I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in
    Smithfield. An I could g...
  • I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in
    Smithfield. An I could get me but a wife in the stews, I were
    mann'd, hors'd, and wiv'd.
  • Page. He's gone into Smithfield to buy your worship horse.

    Falstaff. I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in
    Smithfield. An I could get me but a wife in the stews, I were
    mann'd, hors'd, and wiv'd.

5 I / 2
  • Wait close; I will not see him.
  • Wait close; I will not see him.
  • Page. Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed the
    Prince for striking him about Bardolph.

    Falstaff. Wait close; I will not see him.

6 I / 2
  • Boy, tell him I am deaf.
  • Boy, tell him I am deaf.
  • Servant. Sir John Falstaff!

    Falstaff. Boy, tell him I am deaf.

7 I / 2
  • What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not wars?
    there not employment? D...
  • What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not wars?
    there not employment? Doth not the King lack subjects? Do not
    rebels need soldiers? Though it be a shame to be on any side
    one, it is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side,
    it worse than the name of rebellion can tell how to make it.
  • Servant. Sir John!

    Falstaff. What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not wars?
    there not employment? Doth not the King lack subjects? Do not
    rebels need soldiers? Though it be a shame to be on any side
    one, it is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side,
    it worse than the name of rebellion can tell how to make it.

8 I / 2
  • Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? Setting
    knighthood and my soldie...
  • Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? Setting
    knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had lied in my throat
    had said so.
  • Servant. You mistake me, sir.

    Falstaff. Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? Setting
    knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had lied in my throat
    had said so.

9 I / 2
  • I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that
    grows to me! If thou get's...
  • I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that
    grows to me! If thou get'st any leave of me, hang me; if thou
    tak'st leave, thou wert better be hang'd. You hunt counter.
    Hence! Avaunt!
  • Servant. I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood and your
    soldiership aside; and give me leave to tell you you in your
    throat, if you say I am any other than an honest man.

    Falstaff. I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that
    grows to me! If thou get'st any leave of me, hang me; if thou
    tak'st leave, thou wert better be hang'd. You hunt counter.
    Hence! Avaunt!

10 I / 2
  • My good lord! God give your lordship good time of
    am glad to see your lordsh...
  • My good lord! God give your lordship good time of
    am glad to see your lordship abroad. I heard say your
    was sick; I hope your lordship goes abroad by advice. Your
    lordship, though not clean past your youth, hath yet some
    of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time; and I
    humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverend care of your
    health.
  • Lord Chief Justice. Sir John Falstaff, a word with you.

    Falstaff. My good lord! God give your lordship good time of
    am glad to see your lordship abroad. I heard say your
    was sick; I hope your lordship goes abroad by advice. Your
    lordship, though not clean past your youth, hath yet some
    of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time; and I
    humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverend care of your
    health.

11 I / 2
  • An't please your lordship, I hear his Majesty is
    with some discomfort from W...
  • An't please your lordship, I hear his Majesty is
    with some discomfort from Wales.
  • Lord Chief Justice. Sir John, I sent for you before your expedition
    Shrewsbury.

    Falstaff. An't please your lordship, I hear his Majesty is
    with some discomfort from Wales.

12 I / 2
  • And I hear, moreover, his Highness is fall'n into
    same whoreson apoplexy.
  • And I hear, moreover, his Highness is fall'n into
    same whoreson apoplexy.
  • Lord Chief Justice. I talk not of his Majesty. You would not come
    sent for you.

    Falstaff. And I hear, moreover, his Highness is fall'n into
    same whoreson apoplexy.

13 I / 2
  • This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of lethargy,
    please your lordship, a...
  • This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of lethargy,
    please your lordship, a kind of sleeping in the blood, a
    tingling.
  • Lord Chief Justice. Well God mend him! I pray you let me speak with

    Falstaff. This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of lethargy,
    please your lordship, a kind of sleeping in the blood, a
    tingling.

14 I / 2
  • It hath it original from much grief, from study, and
    perturbation of the bra...
  • It hath it original from much grief, from study, and
    perturbation of the brain. I have read the cause of his
    in Galen; it is a kind of deafness.
  • Lord Chief Justice. What tell you me of it? Be it as it is.

    Falstaff. It hath it original from much grief, from study, and
    perturbation of the brain. I have read the cause of his
    in Galen; it is a kind of deafness.

15 I / 2
  • Very well, my lord, very well. Rather an't please
    is the disease of not list...
  • Very well, my lord, very well. Rather an't please
    is the disease of not listening, the malady of not marking,
    I am troubled withal.
  • Lord Chief Justice. I think you are fall'n into the disease, for you
    hear not what I say to you.

    Falstaff. Very well, my lord, very well. Rather an't please
    is the disease of not listening, the malady of not marking,
    I am troubled withal.

16 I / 2
  • I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient.
    lordship may minister the...
  • I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient.
    lordship may minister the potion of imprisonment to me in
    of poverty; but how I should be your patient to follow your
    prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of a scruple, or
    indeed a scruple itself.
  • Lord Chief Justice. To punish you by the heels would amend the
    of your ears; and I care not if I do become your physician.

    Falstaff. I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient.
    lordship may minister the potion of imprisonment to me in
    of poverty; but how I should be your patient to follow your
    prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of a scruple, or
    indeed a scruple itself.

17 I / 2
  • As I was then advis'd by my learned counsel in the
    of this land-service, I d...
  • As I was then advis'd by my learned counsel in the
    of this land-service, I did not come.
  • Lord Chief Justice. I sent for you, when there were matters against
    for your life, to come speak with me.

    Falstaff. As I was then advis'd by my learned counsel in the
    of this land-service, I did not come.

18 I / 2
  • He that buckles himself in my belt cannot live in
  • He that buckles himself in my belt cannot live in
  • Lord Chief Justice. Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live in great
    infamy.

    Falstaff. He that buckles himself in my belt cannot live in

19 I / 2
  • I would it were otherwise; I would my means were
    and my waist slenderer.
  • I would it were otherwise; I would my means were
    and my waist slenderer.
  • Lord Chief Justice. Your means are very slender, and your waste is
    great.

    Falstaff. I would it were otherwise; I would my means were
    and my waist slenderer.

20 I / 2
  • The young Prince hath misled me. I am the fellow with
    great belly, and he my...
  • The young Prince hath misled me. I am the fellow with
    great belly, and he my dog.
  • Lord Chief Justice. You have misled the youthful Prince.

    Falstaff. The young Prince hath misled me. I am the fellow with
    great belly, and he my dog.

21 I / 2
  • My lord--
  • My lord--
  • Lord Chief Justice. Well, I am loath to gall a new-heal'd wound.
    day's service at Shrewsbury hath a little gilded over your
    night's exploit on Gadshill. You may thank th' unquiet time
    your quiet o'erposting that action.

    Falstaff. My lord--

22 I / 2
  • To wake a wolf is as bad as smell a fox.
  • To wake a wolf is as bad as smell a fox.
  • Lord Chief Justice. But since all is well, keep it so: wake not a
    sleeping wolf.

    Falstaff. To wake a wolf is as bad as smell a fox.

23 I / 2
  • A wassail candle, my lord--all tallow; if I did say
    wax, my growth would app...
  • A wassail candle, my lord--all tallow; if I did say
    wax, my growth would approve the truth.
  • Lord Chief Justice. What! you are as a candle, the better part burnt
    out.

    Falstaff. A wassail candle, my lord--all tallow; if I did say
    wax, my growth would approve the truth.

24 I / 2
  • His effect of gravy, gravy,
  • His effect of gravy, gravy,
  • Lord Chief Justice. There is not a white hair in your face but
    have his effect of gravity.

    Falstaff. His effect of gravy, gravy,

25 I / 2
  • Not so, my lord. Your ill angel is light; but hope
    that looks upon me will t...
  • Not so, my lord. Your ill angel is light; but hope
    that looks upon me will take me without weighing. And yet in
    respects, I grant, I cannot go--I cannot tell. Virtue is of
    little regard in these costermongers' times that true valour
    turn'd berod; pregnancy is made a tapster, and his quick wit
    wasted in giving reckonings; all the other gifts appertinent
    man, as the malice of this age shapes them, are not worth a
    gooseberry. You that are old consider not the capacities of
    that are young; you do measure the heat of our livers with
    bitterness of your galls; and we that are in the vaward of
    youth, must confess, are wags too.
  • Lord Chief Justice. You follow the young Prince up and down, like
    ill angel.

    Falstaff. Not so, my lord. Your ill angel is light; but hope
    that looks upon me will take me without weighing. And yet in
    respects, I grant, I cannot go--I cannot tell. Virtue is of
    little regard in these costermongers' times that true valour
    turn'd berod; pregnancy is made a tapster, and his quick wit
    wasted in giving reckonings; all the other gifts appertinent
    man, as the malice of this age shapes them, are not worth a
    gooseberry. You that are old consider not the capacities of
    that are young; you do measure the heat of our livers with
    bitterness of your galls; and we that are in the vaward of
    youth, must confess, are wags too.

26 I / 2
  • My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the
    afternoon, with a white...
  • My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the
    afternoon, with a white head and something a round belly. For
    voice--I have lost it with hallooing and singing of anthems.
    approve my youth further, I will not. The truth is, I am only
    in judgment and understanding; and he that will caper with me
    a thousand marks, let him lend me the money, and have at him.
    the box of the ear that the Prince gave you--he gave it like
    rude prince, and you took it like a sensible lord. I have
    him for it; and the young lion repents--marry, not in ashes
    sackcloth, but in new silk and old sack.
  • Lord Chief Justice. Do you set down your name in the scroll of
    that are written down old with all the characters of age?
    you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white
    decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is not your voice
    your wind short, your chin double, your wit single, and every
    part about you blasted with antiquity? And will you yet call
    yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir John!

    Falstaff. My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the
    afternoon, with a white head and something a round belly. For
    voice--I have lost it with hallooing and singing of anthems.
    approve my youth further, I will not. The truth is, I am only
    in judgment and understanding; and he that will caper with me
    a thousand marks, let him lend me the money, and have at him.
    the box of the ear that the Prince gave you--he gave it like
    rude prince, and you took it like a sensible lord. I have
    him for it; and the young lion repents--marry, not in ashes
    sackcloth, but in new silk and old sack.

27 I / 2
  • God send the companion a better prince! I cannot rid
    hands of him.
  • God send the companion a better prince! I cannot rid
    hands of him.
  • Lord Chief Justice. Well, God send the Prince a better companion!

    Falstaff. God send the companion a better prince! I cannot rid
    hands of him.

28 I / 2
  • Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look
    pray, all you that kiss...
  • Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look
    pray, all you that kiss my Lady Peace at home, that our
    join not in a hot day; for, by the Lord, I take but two
    out with me, and I mean not to sweat extraordinarily. If it
    hot day, and I brandish anything but a bottle, I would I
    never spit white again. There is not a dangerous action can
    out his head but I am thrust upon it. Well, I cannot last
    but it was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if they
    have a good thing, to make it too common. If ye will needs
    am an old man, you should give me rest. I would to God my
    were not so terrible to the enemy as it is. I were better to
    eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with
    perpetual motion.
  • Lord Chief Justice. Well, the King hath sever'd you. I hear you are
    going with Lord John of Lancaster against the Archbishop and
    Earl of Northumberland.

    Falstaff. Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look
    pray, all you that kiss my Lady Peace at home, that our
    join not in a hot day; for, by the Lord, I take but two
    out with me, and I mean not to sweat extraordinarily. If it
    hot day, and I brandish anything but a bottle, I would I
    never spit white again. There is not a dangerous action can
    out his head but I am thrust upon it. Well, I cannot last
    but it was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if they
    have a good thing, to make it too common. If ye will needs
    am an old man, you should give me rest. I would to God my
    were not so terrible to the enemy as it is. I were better to
    eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with
    perpetual motion.

29 I / 2
  • Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to
    forth?
  • Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to
    forth?
  • Lord Chief Justice. Well, be honest, be honest; and God bless your
    expedition!

    Falstaff. Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to
    forth?

30 I / 2
  • If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man can
    more separate age and...
  • If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man can
    more separate age and covetousness than 'a can part young
    and lechery; but the gout galls the one, and the pox pinches
    other; and so both the degrees prevent my curses. Boy!
  • Lord Chief Justice. Not a penny, not a penny; you are too impatient
    bear crosses. Fare you well. Commend me to my cousin
    Westmoreland.

    Falstaff. If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man can
    more separate age and covetousness than 'a can part young
    and lechery; but the gout galls the one, and the pox pinches
    other; and so both the degrees prevent my curses. Boy!

31 I / 2
  • What money is in my purse?
  • What money is in my purse?
  • Page. Sir?

    Falstaff. What money is in my purse?

32 I / 2
  • I can get no remedy against this consumption of the
    purse; borrowing only li...
  • I can get no remedy against this consumption of the
    purse; borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the
    is incurable. Go bear this letter to my Lord of Lancaster;
    to the Prince; this to the Earl of Westmoreland; and this to
    Mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry since I
    perceiv'd the first white hair of my chin. About it; you know
    where to find me. [Exit PAGE] A pox of this gout! or, a
    this pox! for the one or the other plays the rogue with my
    toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I have the wars for my
    and my pension shall seem the more reasonable. A good wit
    make use of anything. I will turn diseases to commodity.
  • Page. Seven groats and two pence.

    Falstaff. I can get no remedy against this consumption of the
    purse; borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the
    is incurable. Go bear this letter to my Lord of Lancaster;
    to the Prince; this to the Earl of Westmoreland; and this to
    Mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry since I
    perceiv'd the first white hair of my chin. About it; you know
    where to find me. [Exit PAGE] A pox of this gout! or, a
    this pox! for the one or the other plays the rogue with my
    toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I have the wars for my
    and my pension shall seem the more reasonable. A good wit
    make use of anything. I will turn diseases to commodity.

33 II / 1
  • How now! whose mare's dead? What's the matter?
  • How now! whose mare's dead? What's the matter?
  • Hostess Quickly. I am undone by his going; I warrant you, he's an
    infinitive thing upon my score. Good Master Fang, hold him
    Good Master Snare, let him not scape. 'A comes continuantly
    Pie-corner--saving your manhoods--to buy a saddle; and he is
    indited to dinner to the Lubber's Head in Lumbert Street, to
    Master Smooth's the silkman. I pray you, since my exion is
    ent'red, and my case so openly known to the world, let him be
    brought in to his answer. A hundred mark is a long one for a
    lone woman to bear; and I have borne, and borne, and borne;
    have been fubb'd off, and fubb'd off, and fubb'd off, from
    day to that day, that it is a shame to be thought on. There
    honesty in such dealing; unless a woman should be made an ass
    a beast, to bear every knave's wrong.
    [Enter SIR JOHN FALSTAFF, PAGE, and BARDOLPH]
    Yonder he comes; and that arrant malmsey-nose knave,
    with him. Do your offices, do your offices, Master Fang and
    Master Snare; do me, do me, do me your offices.

    Falstaff. How now! whose mare's dead? What's the matter?

34 II / 1
  • Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph. Cut me off the
    head. Throw the quean in the c...
  • Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph. Cut me off the
    head. Throw the quean in the channel.
  • Fang. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of Mistress Quickly.

    Falstaff. Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph. Cut me off the
    head. Throw the quean in the channel.

35 II / 1
  • Keep them off, Bardolph.
  • Keep them off, Bardolph.
  • Hostess Quickly. Throw me in the channel! I'll throw thee in the
    Wilt thou? wilt thou? thou bastardly rogue! Murder, murder!
    thou honeysuckle villain! wilt thou kill God's officers and
    King's? Ah, thou honey-seed rogue! thou art a honey-seed; a
    man-queller and a woman-queller.

    Falstaff. Keep them off, Bardolph.

36 II / 1
  • I think I am as like to ride the mare, if I have any
    vantage of ground to ge...
  • I think I am as like to ride the mare, if I have any
    vantage of ground to get up.
  • Hostess Quickly. It is more than for some, my lord; it is for all--all
    have. He hath eaten me out of house and home; he hath put all
    substance into that fat belly of his. But I will have some of
    out again, or I will ride thee a nights like a mare.

    Falstaff. I think I am as like to ride the mare, if I have any
    vantage of ground to get up.

37 II / 1
  • What is the gross sum that I owe thee?
  • What is the gross sum that I owe thee?
  • Lord Chief Justice. How comes this, Sir John? Fie! What man of good
    temper would endure this tempest of exclamation? Are you not
    ashamed to enforce a poor widow to so rough a course to come
    her own?

    Falstaff. What is the gross sum that I owe thee?

38 II / 1
  • My lord, this is a poor mad soul, and she says up and
    down the town that her...
  • My lord, this is a poor mad soul, and she says up and
    down the town that her eldest son is like you. She hath been
    good case, and, the truth is, poverty hath distracted her.
    for these foolish officers, I beseech you I may have redress
    against them.
  • Hostess Quickly. Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself and the
    too. Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet,
    my Dolphin chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire,
    Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the Prince broke thy head for
    liking his father to singing-man of Windsor--thou didst swear
    me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me
    lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did not goodwife Keech,
    butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly?
    in to borrow a mess of vinegar, telling us she had a good
    prawns, whereby thou didst desire to eat some, whereby I told
    thee they were ill for green wound? And didst thou not, when
    was gone down stairs, desire me to be no more so familiarity
    such poor people, saying that ere long they should call me
    And didst thou not kiss me, and bid me fetch the thirty
    shillings? I put thee now to thy book-oath. Deny it, if thou
    canst.

    Falstaff. My lord, this is a poor mad soul, and she says up and
    down the town that her eldest son is like you. She hath been
    good case, and, the truth is, poverty hath distracted her.
    for these foolish officers, I beseech you I may have redress
    against them.

39 II / 1
  • My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without reply.
    call honourable boldne...
  • My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without reply.
    call honourable boldness impudent sauciness; if a man will
    curtsy and say nothing, he is virtuous. No, my lord, my
    duty rememb'red, I will not be your suitor. I say to you I do
    desire deliverance from these officers, being upon hasty
    employment in the King's affairs.
  • Lord Chief Justice. Pray thee, peace. Pay her the debt you owe her,
    unpay the villainy you have done with her; the one you may do
    with sterling money, and the other with current repentance.

    Falstaff. My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without reply.
    call honourable boldness impudent sauciness; if a man will
    curtsy and say nothing, he is virtuous. No, my lord, my
    duty rememb'red, I will not be your suitor. I say to you I do
    desire deliverance from these officers, being upon hasty
    employment in the King's affairs.

40 II / 1
  • Come hither, hostess.
  • Come hither, hostess.
  • Lord Chief Justice. You speak as having power to do wrong; but
    th' effect of your reputation, and satisfy the poor woman.

    Falstaff. Come hither, hostess.

41 II / 1
  • As I am a gentleman!
  • As I am a gentleman!
  • Gower. The King, my lord, and Harry Prince of Wales
    Are near at hand. The rest the paper tells. [Gives a letter]

    Falstaff. As I am a gentleman!

42 II / 1
  • As I am a gentleman! Come, no more words of it.
  • As I am a gentleman! Come, no more words of it.
  • Hostess Quickly. Faith, you said so before.

    Falstaff. As I am a gentleman! Come, no more words of it.

43 II / 1
  • Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking; and for thy
    walls, a pretty slight d...
  • Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking; and for thy
    walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the story of the
    the German hunting, in water-work, is worth a thousand of
    bed-hangers and these fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten
    if thou canst. Come, and 'twere not for thy humours, there's
    a better wench in England. Go, wash thy face, and draw the
    action. Come, thou must not be in this humour with me; dost
    know me? Come, come, I know thou wast set on to this.
  • Hostess Quickly. By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must be fain to
    both my plate and the tapestry of my dining-chambers.

    Falstaff. Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking; and for thy
    walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the story of the
    the German hunting, in water-work, is worth a thousand of
    bed-hangers and these fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten
    if thou canst. Come, and 'twere not for thy humours, there's
    a better wench in England. Go, wash thy face, and draw the
    action. Come, thou must not be in this humour with me; dost
    know me? Come, come, I know thou wast set on to this.

44 II / 1
  • Let it alone; I'll make other shift. You'll be a fool
    still.
  • Let it alone; I'll make other shift. You'll be a fool
    still.
  • Hostess Quickly. Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty nobles;
    i' faith, I am loath to pawn my plate, so God save me, la!

    Falstaff. Let it alone; I'll make other shift. You'll be a fool
    still.

45 II / 1
  • Will I live? [To BARDOLPH] Go, with her, with her;
    on, hook on.
  • Will I live? [To BARDOLPH] Go, with her, with her;
    on, hook on.
  • Hostess Quickly. Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown.
    I hope you'll come to supper. you'll pay me all together?

    Falstaff. Will I live? [To BARDOLPH] Go, with her, with her;
    on, hook on.

46 II / 1
  • No more words; let's have her.
  • No more words; let's have her.
  • Hostess Quickly. Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet you at supper?

    Falstaff. No more words; let's have her.

47 II / 1
  • What's the news, my lord?
  • What's the news, my lord?
  • Lord Chief Justice. I have heard better news.

    Falstaff. What's the news, my lord?

48 II / 1
  • I hope, my lord, all's well. What is the news, my
  • I hope, my lord, all's well. What is the news, my
  • Gower. At Basingstoke, my lord.

    Falstaff. I hope, my lord, all's well. What is the news, my

49 II / 1
  • Comes the King back from Wales, my noble lord?
  • Comes the King back from Wales, my noble lord?
  • Gower. No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundred horse,
    Are march'd up to my Lord of Lancaster,
    Against Northumberland and the Archbishop.

    Falstaff. Comes the King back from Wales, my noble lord?

50 II / 1
  • My lord!
  • My lord!
  • Lord Chief Justice. You shall have letters of me presently.
    Come, go along with me, good Master Gower.

    Falstaff. My lord!

51 II / 1
  • Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?
  • Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?
  • Lord Chief Justice. What's the matter?

    Falstaff. Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?

52 II / 1
  • Will you sup with me, Master Gower?
  • Will you sup with me, Master Gower?
  • Lord Chief Justice. Sir John, you loiter here too long, being you
    take soldiers up in counties as you go.

    Falstaff. Will you sup with me, Master Gower?

53 II / 1
  • Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool
    taught them me. This is t...
  • Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool
    taught them me. This is the right fencing grace, my lord; tap
    tap, and so part fair.
  • Lord Chief Justice. What foolish master taught you these manners,
    John?

    Falstaff. Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool
    taught them me. This is the right fencing grace, my lord; tap
    tap, and so part fair.

54 II / 4
  • [Singing] 'When Arthur first in court'--Empty the
    Jordan. [Exit FRANCIS]--[S...
  • [Singing] 'When Arthur first in court'--Empty the
    Jordan. [Exit FRANCIS]--[Singing] 'And was a worthy king'--
    now, Mistress Doll!
  • Hostess Quickly. Why, that's well said; a good heart's worth gold.
    Lo, here comes Sir John.

    Falstaff. [Singing] 'When Arthur first in court'--Empty the
    Jordan. [Exit FRANCIS]--[Singing] 'And was a worthy king'--
    now, Mistress Doll!

55 II / 4
  • So is all her sect; and they be once in a calm, they
    sick.
  • So is all her sect; and they be once in a calm, they
    sick.
  • Hostess Quickly. Sick of a calm; yea, good faith.

    Falstaff. So is all her sect; and they be once in a calm, they
    sick.

56 II / 4
  • You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll.
  • You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll.
  • Doll Tearsheet. A pox damn you, you muddy rascal! Is that all the comfort
    give me?

    Falstaff. You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll.

57 II / 4
  • If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to
    the diseases, Doll. We ca...
  • If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to
    the diseases, Doll. We catch of you, Doll, we catch of you;
    that, my poor virtue, grant that.
  • Doll Tearsheet. I make them! Gluttony and diseases make them: I make them
    not.

    Falstaff. If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to
    the diseases, Doll. We catch of you, Doll, we catch of you;
    that, my poor virtue, grant that.

58 II / 4
  • 'Your brooches, pearls, and ouches.' For to serve
    is to come halting off; yo...
  • 'Your brooches, pearls, and ouches.' For to serve
    is to come halting off; you know, to come off the breach with
    pike bent bravely, and to surgery bravely; to venture upon
    charg'd chambers bravely--
  • Doll Tearsheet. Yea, joy, our chains and our jewels.

    Falstaff. 'Your brooches, pearls, and ouches.' For to serve
    is to come halting off; you know, to come off the breach with
    pike bent bravely, and to surgery bravely; to venture upon
    charg'd chambers bravely--

59 II / 4
  • Dost thou hear, hostess?
  • Dost thou hear, hostess?
  • Hostess Quickly. If he swagger, let him not come here. No, by my faith!
    must live among my neighbours; I'll no swaggerers. I am in
    name and fame with the very best. Shut the door. There comes
    swaggerers here; I have not liv'd all this while to have
    swaggering now. Shut the door, I pray you.

    Falstaff. Dost thou hear, hostess?

60 II / 4
  • Dost thou hear? It is mine ancient.
  • Dost thou hear? It is mine ancient.
  • Hostess Quickly. Pray ye, pacify yourself, Sir John; there comes no
    swaggerers here.

    Falstaff. Dost thou hear? It is mine ancient.

61 II / 4
  • He's no swagg'rer, hostess; a tame cheater, i' faith;
    may stroke him as gent...
  • He's no swagg'rer, hostess; a tame cheater, i' faith;
    may stroke him as gently as a puppy greyhound. He'll not
    with a Barbary hen, if her feathers turn back in any show of
    resistance. Call him up, drawer.
  • Hostess Quickly. Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell me; and your ancient
    swagg'rer comes not in my doors. I was before Master Tisick,
    debuty, t' other day; and, as he said to me--'twas no longer
    than Wednesday last, i' good faith!--'Neighbour Quickly,'
    he--Master Dumbe, our minister, was by then--'Neighbour
    says he 'receive those that are civil, for' said he 'you are
    an ill name.' Now 'a said so, I can tell whereupon. 'For'
    'you are an honest woman and well thought on, therefore take
    what guests you receive. Receive' says he 'no swaggering
    companions.' There comes none here. You would bless you to
    what he said. No, I'll no swagg'rers.

    Falstaff. He's no swagg'rer, hostess; a tame cheater, i' faith;
    may stroke him as gently as a puppy greyhound. He'll not
    with a Barbary hen, if her feathers turn back in any show of
    resistance. Call him up, drawer.

62 II / 4
  • Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I charge you
    a cup of sack; do you di...
  • Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I charge you
    a cup of sack; do you discharge upon mine hostess.
  • Pistol. God save you, Sir John!

    Falstaff. Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I charge you
    a cup of sack; do you discharge upon mine hostess.

63 II / 4
  • She is pistol-proof, sir; you shall not hardly offend
    her.
  • She is pistol-proof, sir; you shall not hardly offend
    her.
  • Pistol. I will discharge upon her, Sir John, with two bullets.

    Falstaff. She is pistol-proof, sir; you shall not hardly offend
    her.

64 II / 4
  • No more, Pistol; I would not have you go off here.
    Discharge yourself of our...
  • No more, Pistol; I would not have you go off here.
    Discharge yourself of our company, Pistol.
  • Pistol. God let me not live but I will murder your ruff for

    Falstaff. No more, Pistol; I would not have you go off here.
    Discharge yourself of our company, Pistol.

65 II / 4
  • Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll.
  • Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll.
  • Bardolph. Pray thee go down, good ancient.

    Falstaff. Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll.

66 II / 4
  • Pistol, I would be quiet.
  • Pistol, I would be quiet.
  • Pistol. Then feed and be fat, my fair Calipolis.
    Come, give's some sack.
    'Si fortune me tormente sperato me contento.'
    Fear we broadsides? No, let the fiend give fire.
    Give me some sack; and, sweetheart, lie thou there.
    [Laying down his sword]
    Come we to full points here, and are etceteras nothings?

    Falstaff. Pistol, I would be quiet.

67 II / 4
  • Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shove-groat
    Nay, an 'a do nothing but speak...
  • Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shove-groat
    Nay, an 'a do nothing but speak nothing, 'a shall be nothing
    here.
  • Pistol. Thrust him down stairs! Know we not Galloway nags?

    Falstaff. Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shove-groat
    Nay, an 'a do nothing but speak nothing, 'a shall be nothing
    here.

68 II / 4
  • Give me my rapier, boy.
  • Give me my rapier, boy.
  • Hostess Quickly. Here's goodly stuff toward!

    Falstaff. Give me my rapier, boy.

69 II / 4
  • Get you down stairs.
  • Get you down stairs.
  • Doll Tearsheet. I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee, do not draw.

    Falstaff. Get you down stairs.

70 II / 4
  • Have you turn'd him out a doors?
  • Have you turn'd him out a doors?
  • Hostess Quickly. Are you not hurt i' th' groin? Methought 'a made a
    thrust at your belly.

    Falstaff. Have you turn'd him out a doors?

71 II / 4
  • A rascal! to brave me!
  • A rascal! to brave me!
  • Bardolph. Yea, sir. The rascal's drunk. You have hurt him, sir,
    th' shoulder.

    Falstaff. A rascal! to brave me!

72 II / 4
  • A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a blanket.
  • A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a blanket.
  • Doll Tearsheet. Ah, you sweet little rogue, you! Alas, poor ape, how thou
    sweat'st! Come, let me wipe thy face. Come on, you whoreson
    chops. Ah, rogue! i' faith, I love thee. Thou art as valorous
    Hector of Troy, worth five of Agamemnon, and ten times better
    than the Nine Worthies. Ah, villain!

    Falstaff. A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a blanket.

73 II / 4
  • Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on my knee, Don. A
    bragging slave! The rogue...
  • Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on my knee, Don. A
    bragging slave! The rogue fled from me like quick-silver.
  • Page. The music is come, sir.

    Falstaff. Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on my knee, Don. A
    bragging slave! The rogue fled from me like quick-silver.

74 II / 4
  • Peace, good Doll! Do not speak like a death's-head;
    not bid me remember mine...
  • Peace, good Doll! Do not speak like a death's-head;
    not bid me remember mine end.
  • Doll Tearsheet. I' faith, and thou follow'dst him like a church. Thou
    whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig, when wilt thou
    fighting a days and foining a nights, and begin to patch up
    old body for heaven?
    Enter, behind, PRINCE HENRY and POINS disguised as drawers

    Falstaff. Peace, good Doll! Do not speak like a death's-head;
    not bid me remember mine end.

75 II / 4
  • A good shallow young fellow. 'A would have made a
    pantler; 'a would ha' chip...
  • A good shallow young fellow. 'A would have made a
    pantler; 'a would ha' chipp'd bread well.
  • Doll Tearsheet. Sirrah, what humour's the Prince of?

    Falstaff. A good shallow young fellow. 'A would have made a
    pantler; 'a would ha' chipp'd bread well.

76 II / 4
  • He a good wit! hang him, baboon! His wit's as thick
    Tewksbury mustard; there...
  • He a good wit! hang him, baboon! His wit's as thick
    Tewksbury mustard; there's no more conceit in him than is in
    mallet.
  • Doll Tearsheet. They say Poins has a good wit.

    Falstaff. He a good wit! hang him, baboon! His wit's as thick
    Tewksbury mustard; there's no more conceit in him than is in
    mallet.

77 II / 4
  • Because their legs are both of a bigness, and 'a
    quoits well, and eats conge...
  • Because their legs are both of a bigness, and 'a
    quoits well, and eats conger and fennel, and drinks off
    ends for flap-dragons, and rides the wild mare with the boys,
    jumps upon join'd-stools, and swears with a good grace, and
    his boots very smooth, like unto the sign of the Leg, and
    no bate with telling of discreet stories; and such other
    faculties 'a has, that show a weak mind and an able body, for
    which the Prince admits him. For the Prince himself is such
    another; the weight of a hair will turn the scales between
    avoirdupois.
  • Doll Tearsheet. Why does the Prince love him so, then?

    Falstaff. Because their legs are both of a bigness, and 'a
    quoits well, and eats conger and fennel, and drinks off
    ends for flap-dragons, and rides the wild mare with the boys,
    jumps upon join'd-stools, and swears with a good grace, and
    his boots very smooth, like unto the sign of the Leg, and
    no bate with telling of discreet stories; and such other
    faculties 'a has, that show a weak mind and an able body, for
    which the Prince admits him. For the Prince himself is such
    another; the weight of a hair will turn the scales between
    avoirdupois.

78 II / 4
  • Kiss me, Doll.
  • Kiss me, Doll.
  • Edward Poins. Is it not strange that desire should so many years
    performance?

    Falstaff. Kiss me, Doll.

79 II / 4
  • Thou dost give me flattering busses.
  • Thou dost give me flattering busses.
  • Edward Poins. And look whether the fiery Trigon, his man, be not
    to his master's old tables, his note-book, his

    Falstaff. Thou dost give me flattering busses.

80 II / 4
  • I am old, I am old.
  • I am old, I am old.
  • Doll Tearsheet. By my troth, I kiss thee with a most constant heart.

    Falstaff. I am old, I am old.

81 II / 4
  • What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? I shall receive
    Thursday. Shalt have a cap...
  • What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? I shall receive
    Thursday. Shalt have a cap to-morrow. A merry song, come. 'A
    grows late; we'll to bed. Thou't forget me when I am gone.
  • Doll Tearsheet. I love thee better than I love e'er a scurvy young boy of
    them all.

    Falstaff. What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? I shall receive
    Thursday. Shalt have a cap to-morrow. A merry song, come. 'A
    grows late; we'll to bed. Thou't forget me when I am gone.

82 II / 4
  • Some sack, Francis.
  • Some sack, Francis.
  • Doll Tearsheet. By my troth, thou't set me a-weeping, an thou say'st so.
    Prove that ever I dress myself handsome till thy return.
    hearken a' th' end.

    Falstaff. Some sack, Francis.

83 II / 4
  • Ha! a bastard son of the King's? And art thou not
    his brother?
  • Ha! a bastard son of the King's? And art thou not
    his brother?
  • Henry V. [with POINS:] Anon, anon, sir. [Advancing]

    Falstaff. Ha! a bastard son of the King's? And art thou not
    his brother?

84 II / 4
  • A better than thou. I am a gentleman: thou art a
  • A better than thou. I am a gentleman: thou art a
  • Henry V. Why, thou globe of sinful continents, what a life dost
    lead!

    Falstaff. A better than thou. I am a gentleman: thou art a

85 II / 4
  • Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, by this light
    flesh and corrupt blood...
  • Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, by this light
    flesh and corrupt blood, thou art welcome.
  • Hostess Quickly. O, the Lord preserve thy Grace! By my troth, welcome
    London. Now the Lord bless that sweet face of thine. O Jesu, are you come from Wales?

    Falstaff. Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, by this light
    flesh and corrupt blood, thou art welcome.

86 II / 4
  • Didst thou hear me?
  • Didst thou hear me?
  • Hostess Quickly. God's blessing of your good heart! and so she is, by
    troth.

    Falstaff. Didst thou hear me?

87 II / 4
  • No, no, no; not so; I did not think thou wast within
    hearing.
  • No, no, no; not so; I did not think thou wast within
    hearing.
  • Henry V. Yea; and you knew me, as you did when you ran away by
    Gadshill. You knew I was at your back, and spoke it on
    try my patience.

    Falstaff. No, no, no; not so; I did not think thou wast within
    hearing.

88 II / 4
  • No abuse, Hal, o' mine honour; no abuse.
  • No abuse, Hal, o' mine honour; no abuse.
  • Henry V. I shall drive you then to confess the wilful abuse, and
    then I know how to handle you.

    Falstaff. No abuse, Hal, o' mine honour; no abuse.

89 II / 4
  • No abuse, Hal.
  • No abuse, Hal.
  • Henry V. Not to dispraise me, and call me pander, and
    bread-chipper, and I know not what!

    Falstaff. No abuse, Hal.

90 II / 4
  • No abuse, Ned, i' th' world; honest Ned, none. I
    disprais'd him before the w...
  • No abuse, Ned, i' th' world; honest Ned, none. I
    disprais'd him before the wicked--that the wicked might not
    in love with thee; in which doing, I have done the part of a
    careful friend and a true subject; and thy father is to give
    thanks for it. No abuse, Hal; none, Ned, none; no, faith,
    none.
  • Edward Poins. No abuse!

    Falstaff. No abuse, Ned, i' th' world; honest Ned, none. I
    disprais'd him before the wicked--that the wicked might not
    in love with thee; in which doing, I have done the part of a
    careful friend and a true subject; and thy father is to give
    thanks for it. No abuse, Hal; none, Ned, none; no, faith,
    none.

91 II / 4
  • The fiend hath prick'd down Bardolph irrecoverable;
    his face is Lucifer's pr...
  • The fiend hath prick'd down Bardolph irrecoverable;
    his face is Lucifer's privy-kitchen, where he doth nothing
    roast malt-worms. For the boy--there is a good angel about
    but the devil outbids him too.
  • Edward Poins. Answer, thou dead elm, answer.

    Falstaff. The fiend hath prick'd down Bardolph irrecoverable;
    his face is Lucifer's privy-kitchen, where he doth nothing
    roast malt-worms. For the boy--there is a good angel about
    but the devil outbids him too.

92 II / 4
  • For one of them--she's in hell already, and burns
    souls. For th' other--I ow...
  • For one of them--she's in hell already, and burns
    souls. For th' other--I owe her money; and whether she be
    for that, I know not.
  • Henry V. For the women?

    Falstaff. For one of them--she's in hell already, and burns
    souls. For th' other--I owe her money; and whether she be
    for that, I know not.

93 II / 4
  • No, I think thou art not; I think thou art quit for
    Marry, there is another...
  • No, I think thou art not; I think thou art quit for
    Marry, there is another indictment upon thee for suffering
    to be eaten in thy house, contrary to the law; for the which
    think thou wilt howl.
  • Hostess Quickly. No, I warrant you.

    Falstaff. No, I think thou art not; I think thou art quit for
    Marry, there is another indictment upon thee for suffering
    to be eaten in thy house, contrary to the law; for the which
    think thou wilt howl.

94 II / 4
  • His Grace says that which his flesh rebels against.
  • His Grace says that which his flesh rebels against.
  • Doll Tearsheet. What says your Grace?

    Falstaff. His Grace says that which his flesh rebels against.

95 II / 4
  • Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night, and we
    must hence, and leave...
  • Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night, and we
    must hence, and leave it unpick'd. [Knocking within] More
    knocking at the door!
    [Re-enter BARDOLPH]
    How now! What's the matter?
  • Henry V. By heaven, Poins, I feel me much to blame
    So idly to profane the precious time,
    When tempest of commotion, like the south,
    Borne with black vapour, doth begin to melt
    And drop upon our bare unarmed heads.
    Give me my sword and cloak. Falstaff, good night.

    Falstaff. Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night, and we
    must hence, and leave it unpick'd. [Knocking within] More
    knocking at the door!
    [Re-enter BARDOLPH]
    How now! What's the matter?

96 II / 4
  • [To the PAGE]. Pay the musicians, sirrah.--Farewell,
    hostess; farewell, Doll...
  • [To the PAGE]. Pay the musicians, sirrah.--Farewell,
    hostess; farewell, Doll. You see, my good wenches, how men of
    merit are sought after; the undeserver may sleep, when the
    action is call'd on. Farewell, good wenches. If I be not sent
    away post, I will see you again ere I go.
  • Bardolph. You must away to court, sir, presently;
    A dozen captains stay at door for you.

    Falstaff. [To the PAGE]. Pay the musicians, sirrah.--Farewell,
    hostess; farewell, Doll. You see, my good wenches, how men of
    merit are sought after; the undeserver may sleep, when the
    action is call'd on. Farewell, good wenches. If I be not sent
    away post, I will see you again ere I go.

97 II / 4
  • Farewell, farewell.
  • Farewell, farewell.
  • Doll Tearsheet. I cannot speak. If my heart be not ready to burst!
    Well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself.

    Falstaff. Farewell, farewell.

98 III / 2
  • I am glad to see you well, good Master Robert
    Master Surecard, as I think?
  • I am glad to see you well, good Master Robert
    Master Surecard, as I think?
  • Robert Shallow. It is very just. Look, here comes good Sir John. Give
    your good hand, give me your worship's good hand. By my
    you like well and bear your years very well. Welcome, good
    John.

    Falstaff. I am glad to see you well, good Master Robert
    Master Surecard, as I think?

99 III / 2
  • Good Master Silence, it well befits you should be of
    peace.
  • Good Master Silence, it well befits you should be of
    peace.
  • Robert Shallow. No, Sir John; it is my cousin Silence, in commission with me.

    Falstaff. Good Master Silence, it well befits you should be of
    peace.

100 III / 2
  • Fie! this is hot weather. Gentlemen, have you
    here half a dozen sufficient m...
  • Fie! this is hot weather. Gentlemen, have you
    here half a dozen sufficient men?
  • Silence. Your good worship is welcome.

    Falstaff. Fie! this is hot weather. Gentlemen, have you
    here half a dozen sufficient men?

101 III / 2
  • Let me see them, I beseech you.
  • Let me see them, I beseech you.
  • Robert Shallow. Marry, have we, sir. Will you sit?

    Falstaff. Let me see them, I beseech you.

102 III / 2
  • Is thy name Mouldy?
  • Is thy name Mouldy?
  • Robert Shallow. What think you, Sir John? A good-limb'd fellow; young,
    strong, and of good friends.

    Falstaff. Is thy name Mouldy?

103 III / 2
  • 'Tis the more time thou wert us'd.
  • 'Tis the more time thou wert us'd.
  • Ralph Mouldy. Yea, an't please you.

    Falstaff. 'Tis the more time thou wert us'd.

104 III / 2
  • Prick him.
  • Prick him.
  • Robert Shallow. Ha, ha, ha! most excellent, i' faith! Things that are
    mouldy lack use. Very singular good! In faith, well said, Sir
    John; very well said.

    Falstaff. Prick him.

105 III / 2
  • Go to; peace, Mouldy; you shall go. Mouldy, it is
    you were spent.
  • Go to; peace, Mouldy; you shall go. Mouldy, it is
    you were spent.
  • Ralph Mouldy. I was prick'd well enough before, an you could have let
    alone. My old dame will be undone now for one to do her
    and her drudgery. You need not to have prick'd me; there are
    other men fitter to go out than I.

    Falstaff. Go to; peace, Mouldy; you shall go. Mouldy, it is
    you were spent.

106 III / 2
  • Yea, marry, let me have him to sit under. He's like
    a cold soldier.
  • Yea, marry, let me have him to sit under. He's like
    a cold soldier.
  • Robert Shallow. Peace, fellow, peace; stand aside; know you where you
    For th' other, Sir John--let me see. Simon Shadow!

    Falstaff. Yea, marry, let me have him to sit under. He's like
    a cold soldier.

107 III / 2
  • Shadow, whose son art thou?
  • Shadow, whose son art thou?
  • Simon Shadow. Here, sir.

    Falstaff. Shadow, whose son art thou?

108 III / 2
  • Thy mother's son! Like enough; and thy father's
    So the son of the female is...
  • Thy mother's son! Like enough; and thy father's
    So the son of the female is the shadow of the male. It is
    so indeed; but much of the father's substance!
  • Simon Shadow. My mother's son, sir.

    Falstaff. Thy mother's son! Like enough; and thy father's
    So the son of the female is the shadow of the male. It is
    so indeed; but much of the father's substance!

109 III / 2
  • Shadow will serve for summer. Prick him; for we have
    number of shadows fill...
  • Shadow will serve for summer. Prick him; for we have
    number of shadows fill up the muster-book.
  • Robert Shallow. Do you like him, Sir John?

    Falstaff. Shadow will serve for summer. Prick him; for we have
    number of shadows fill up the muster-book.

110 III / 2
  • Where's he?
  • Where's he?
  • Robert Shallow. Thomas Wart!

    Falstaff. Where's he?

111 III / 2
  • Is thy name Wart?
  • Is thy name Wart?
  • Thomas Wart. Here, sir.

    Falstaff. Is thy name Wart?

112 III / 2
  • Thou art a very ragged wart.
  • Thou art a very ragged wart.
  • Thomas Wart. Yea, sir.

    Falstaff. Thou art a very ragged wart.

113 III / 2
  • It were superfluous; for his apparel is built upon
    back, and the whole frame...
  • It were superfluous; for his apparel is built upon
    back, and the whole frame stands upon pins. Prick him no
  • Robert Shallow. Shall I prick him, Sir John?

    Falstaff. It were superfluous; for his apparel is built upon
    back, and the whole frame stands upon pins. Prick him no

114 III / 2
  • What trade art thou, Feeble?
  • What trade art thou, Feeble?
  • Francis Feeble. Here, sir.

    Falstaff. What trade art thou, Feeble?

115 III / 2
  • You may; but if he had been a man's tailor, he'd ha'
    prick'd you. Wilt thou...
  • You may; but if he had been a man's tailor, he'd ha'
    prick'd you. Wilt thou make as many holes in an enemy's
    thou hast done in a woman's petticoat?
  • Robert Shallow. Shall I prick him, sir?

    Falstaff. You may; but if he had been a man's tailor, he'd ha'
    prick'd you. Wilt thou make as many holes in an enemy's
    thou hast done in a woman's petticoat?

116 III / 2
  • Well said, good woman's tailor! well said, courageous
    Feeble! Thou wilt be a...
  • Well said, good woman's tailor! well said, courageous
    Feeble! Thou wilt be as valiant as the wrathful dove or most
    magnanimous mouse. Prick the woman's tailor--well, Master
    Shallow, deep, Master Shallow.
  • Francis Feeble. I will do my good will, sir; you can have no more.

    Falstaff. Well said, good woman's tailor! well said, courageous
    Feeble! Thou wilt be as valiant as the wrathful dove or most
    magnanimous mouse. Prick the woman's tailor--well, Master
    Shallow, deep, Master Shallow.

117 III / 2
  • I would thou wert a man's tailor, that thou mightst
    him and make him fit to...
  • I would thou wert a man's tailor, that thou mightst
    him and make him fit to go. I cannot put him to a private
    soldier, that is the leader of so many thousands. Let that
    suffice, most forcible Feeble.
  • Francis Feeble. I would Wart might have gone, sir.

    Falstaff. I would thou wert a man's tailor, that thou mightst
    him and make him fit to go. I cannot put him to a private
    soldier, that is the leader of so many thousands. Let that
    suffice, most forcible Feeble.

118 III / 2
  • I am bound to thee, reverend Feeble. Who is next?
  • I am bound to thee, reverend Feeble. Who is next?
  • Francis Feeble. It shall suffice, sir.

    Falstaff. I am bound to thee, reverend Feeble. Who is next?

119 III / 2
  • Yea, marry, let's see Bullcalf.
  • Yea, marry, let's see Bullcalf.
  • Robert Shallow. Peter Bullcalf o' th' green!

    Falstaff. Yea, marry, let's see Bullcalf.

120 III / 2
  • Fore God, a likely fellow! Come, prick me Bullcalf
    he roar again.
  • Fore God, a likely fellow! Come, prick me Bullcalf
    he roar again.
  • Peter Bullcalf. Here, sir.

    Falstaff. Fore God, a likely fellow! Come, prick me Bullcalf
    he roar again.

121 III / 2
  • What, dost thou roar before thou art prick'd?
  • What, dost thou roar before thou art prick'd?
  • Peter Bullcalf. O Lord! good my lord captain-

    Falstaff. What, dost thou roar before thou art prick'd?

122 III / 2
  • What disease hast thou?
  • What disease hast thou?
  • Peter Bullcalf. O Lord, sir! I am a diseased man.

    Falstaff. What disease hast thou?

123 III / 2
  • Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown. We will
    away thy cold; and I will...
  • Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown. We will
    away thy cold; and I will take such order that thy friends
    ring for thee. Is here all?
  • Peter Bullcalf. A whoreson cold, sir, a cough, sir, which I caught
    ringing in the King's affairs upon his coronation day, sir.

    Falstaff. Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown. We will
    away thy cold; and I will take such order that thy friends
    ring for thee. Is here all?

124 III / 2
  • Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot tarry
    dinner. I am glad to see...
  • Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot tarry
    dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth, Master Shallow.
  • Robert Shallow. Here is two more call'd than your number. You must
    but four here, sir; and so, I pray you, go in with me to

    Falstaff. Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot tarry
    dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth, Master Shallow.

125 III / 2
  • No more of that, Master Shallow, no more of that.
  • No more of that, Master Shallow, no more of that.
  • Robert Shallow. O, Sir John, do you remember since we lay all night in
    windmill in Saint George's Field?

    Falstaff. No more of that, Master Shallow, no more of that.

126 III / 2
  • She lives, Master Shallow.
  • She lives, Master Shallow.
  • Robert Shallow. Ha, 'twas a merry night. And is Jane Nightwork alive?

    Falstaff. She lives, Master Shallow.

127 III / 2
  • Never, never; she would always say she could not
    Master Shallow.
  • Never, never; she would always say she could not
    Master Shallow.
  • Robert Shallow. She never could away with me.

    Falstaff. Never, never; she would always say she could not
    Master Shallow.

128 III / 2
  • Old, old, Master Shallow.
  • Old, old, Master Shallow.
  • Robert Shallow. By the mass, I could anger her to th' heart. She was
    a bona-roba. Doth she hold her own well?

    Falstaff. Old, old, Master Shallow.

129 III / 2
  • We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow.
  • We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow.
  • Robert Shallow. Ha, cousin Silence, that thou hadst seen that that
    knight and I have seen! Ha, Sir John, said I well?

    Falstaff. We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow.

130 III / 2
  • Come, sir, which men shall I have?
  • Come, sir, which men shall I have?
  • Francis Feeble. Faith, I'll bear no base mind.

    Falstaff. Come, sir, which men shall I have?

131 III / 2
  • Go to; well.
  • Go to; well.
  • Bardolph. Sir, a word with you. I have three pound to free
    and Bullcalf.

    Falstaff. Go to; well.

132 III / 2
  • Do you choose for me.
  • Do you choose for me.
  • Robert Shallow. Come, Sir John, which four will you have?

    Falstaff. Do you choose for me.

133 III / 2
  • Mouldy and Bullcalf: for you, Mouldy, stay at home
    you are past service; and...
  • Mouldy and Bullcalf: for you, Mouldy, stay at home
    you are past service; and for your part, Bullcalf, grow you
    unto it. I will none of you.
  • Robert Shallow. Marry, then--Mouldy, Bullcalf, Feeble, and Shadow.

    Falstaff. Mouldy and Bullcalf: for you, Mouldy, stay at home
    you are past service; and for your part, Bullcalf, grow you
    unto it. I will none of you.

134 III / 2
  • Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to choose a
    Care I for the limb, the t...
  • Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to choose a
    Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big
    assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit, Master Shallow.
    Wart; you see what a ragged appearance it is. 'A shall charge
    and discharge you with the motion of a pewterer's hammer,
    off and on swifter than he that gibbets on the brewer's
    And this same half-fac'd fellow, Shadow--give me this man. He
    presents no mark to the enemy; the foeman may with as great
    level at the edge of a penknife. And, for a retreat--how
    will this Feeble, the woman's tailor, run off! O, give me the
    spare men, and spare me the great ones. Put me a caliver into
    Wart's hand, Bardolph.
  • Robert Shallow. Sir John, Sir John, do not yourself wrong. They are
    likeliest men, and I would have you serv'd with the best.

    Falstaff. Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to choose a
    Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big
    assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit, Master Shallow.
    Wart; you see what a ragged appearance it is. 'A shall charge
    and discharge you with the motion of a pewterer's hammer,
    off and on swifter than he that gibbets on the brewer's
    And this same half-fac'd fellow, Shadow--give me this man. He
    presents no mark to the enemy; the foeman may with as great
    level at the edge of a penknife. And, for a retreat--how
    will this Feeble, the woman's tailor, run off! O, give me the
    spare men, and spare me the great ones. Put me a caliver into
    Wart's hand, Bardolph.

135 III / 2
  • Come, manage me your caliver. So--very well. Go to;
    good; exceeding good. O,...
  • Come, manage me your caliver. So--very well. Go to;
    good; exceeding good. O, give me always a little, lean, old,
    chopt, bald shot. Well said, i' faith, Wart; th'art a good
    Hold, there's a tester for thee.
  • Bardolph. Hold, Wart. Traverse--thus, thus, thus.

    Falstaff. Come, manage me your caliver. So--very well. Go to;
    good; exceeding good. O, give me always a little, lean, old,
    chopt, bald shot. Well said, i' faith, Wart; th'art a good
    Hold, there's a tester for thee.

136 III / 2
  • These fellows will do well. Master Shallow, God keep
    Master Silence, I will...
  • These fellows will do well. Master Shallow, God keep
    Master Silence, I will not use many words with you: Fare you
    well! Gentlemen both, I thank you. I must a dozen mile
    Bardolph, give the soldiers coats.
  • Robert Shallow. He is not his craft's master, he doth not do it right.
    remember at Mile-end Green, when I lay at Clement's Inn--I
    then Sir Dagonet in Arthur's show--there was a little quiver
    fellow, and 'a would manage you his piece thus; and 'a would
    about and about, and come you in and come you in. 'Rah, tah,
    tah!' would 'a say; 'Bounce!' would 'a say; and away again
    'a go, and again would 'a come. I shall ne'er see such a

    Falstaff. These fellows will do well. Master Shallow, God keep
    Master Silence, I will not use many words with you: Fare you
    well! Gentlemen both, I thank you. I must a dozen mile
    Bardolph, give the soldiers coats.

137 III / 2
  • Fore God, would you would.
  • Fore God, would you would.
  • Robert Shallow. Sir John, the Lord bless you; God prosper your
    God send us peace! At your return, visit our house; let our
    acquaintance be renewed. Peradventure I will with ye to the
    court.

    Falstaff. Fore God, would you would.

138 III / 2
  • Fare you well, gentle gentlemen. [Exeunt JUSTICES] On,
    Bardolph; lead the me...
  • Fare you well, gentle gentlemen. [Exeunt JUSTICES] On,
    Bardolph; lead the men away. [Exeunt all but FALSTAFF] As I
    return, I will fetch off these justices. 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 'a was naked, he was for all the world like a fork'd radish,
    with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife. 'A was so
    forlorn that his dimensions to any thick sight were invisible. 'A
    was the very genius of famine; yet lecherous as a monkey, and the
    whores call'd him mandrake. 'A came ever in the rearward of the
    fashion, and sung those tunes to the overscutch'd huswifes that
    he heard the carmen whistle, and sware they were his fancies or
    his good-nights. And now is this Vice's dagger become a squire,
    and talks as familiarly of John a Gaunt as if he had been sworn
    brother to him; and I'll be sworn 'a ne'er saw him but once in
    the Tiltyard; and then he burst his head for crowding among the
    marshal's men. I saw it, and told John a Gaunt he beat his own
    name; for you might have thrust 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'll be acquainted
    with him if I return; and 't shall go hard but I'll make him a
    philosopher's two stones 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. Exit
  • Robert Shallow. Go to; I have spoke at a word. God keep you.

    Falstaff. Fare you well, gentle gentlemen. [Exeunt JUSTICES] On,
    Bardolph; lead the men away. [Exeunt all but FALSTAFF] As I
    return, I will fetch off these justices. 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 'a was naked, he was for all the world like a fork'd radish,
    with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife. 'A was so
    forlorn that his dimensions to any thick sight were invisible. 'A
    was the very genius of famine; yet lecherous as a monkey, and the
    whores call'd him mandrake. 'A came ever in the rearward of the
    fashion, and sung those tunes to the overscutch'd huswifes that
    he heard the carmen whistle, and sware they were his fancies or
    his good-nights. And now is this Vice's dagger become a squire,
    and talks as familiarly of John a Gaunt as if he had been sworn
    brother to him; and I'll be sworn 'a ne'er saw him but once in
    the Tiltyard; and then he burst his head for crowding among the
    marshal's men. I saw it, and told John a Gaunt he beat his own
    name; for you might have thrust 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'll be acquainted
    with him if I return; and 't shall go hard but I'll make him a
    philosopher's two stones 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. Exit

139 IV / 3
  • What's your name, sir? Of what condition are you, and
    what place, I pray?
  • What's your name, sir? Of what condition are you, and
    what place, I pray?
  • Prince John. I pawn'd thee none:
    I promis'd you redress of these same grievances
    Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour,
    I will perform with a most Christian care.
    But for you, rebels--look to taste the due
    Meet for rebellion and such acts as yours.
    Most shallowly did you these arms commence,
    Fondly brought here, and foolishly sent hence.
    Strike up our drums, pursue the scatt'red stray.
    God, and not we, hath safely fought to-day.
    Some guard these traitors to the block of death,
    Treason's true bed and yielder-up of breath. Exeunt

    Falstaff. What's your name, sir? Of what condition are you, and
    what place, I pray?

140 IV / 3
  • Well then, Colville is your name, a knight is your
    degree, and your place th...
  • Well then, Colville is your name, a knight is your
    degree, and your place the Dale. Colville shall still be your
    name, a traitor your degree, and the dungeon your place--a
    deep enough; so shall you be still Colville of the Dale.
  • Sir John Colville. I am a knight sir; and my name is Colville of the

    Falstaff. Well then, Colville is your name, a knight is your
    degree, and your place the Dale. Colville shall still be your
    name, a traitor your degree, and the dungeon your place--a
    deep enough; so shall you be still Colville of the Dale.

141 IV / 3
  • As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do you yield,
    sir, or shall I sweat...
  • As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do you yield,
    sir, or shall I sweat for you? If I do sweat, they are the
    of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death; therefore rouse
    fear and trembling, and do observance to my mercy.
  • Sir John Colville. Are not you Sir John Falstaff?

    Falstaff. As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do you yield,
    sir, or shall I sweat for you? If I do sweat, they are the
    of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death; therefore rouse
    fear and trembling, and do observance to my mercy.

142 IV / 3
  • I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of
    and not a tongue of them a...
  • I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of
    and not a tongue of them all speaks any other word but my
    An I had but a belly of any indifferency, I were simply the
    active fellow in Europe. My womb, my womb, my womb undoes me.
    Here comes our general.
  • Sir John Colville. I think you are Sir John Falstaff, and in that
    yield me.

    Falstaff. I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of
    and not a tongue of them all speaks any other word but my
    An I had but a belly of any indifferency, I were simply the
    active fellow in Europe. My womb, my womb, my womb undoes me.
    Here comes our general.

143 IV / 3
  • I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I
    knew yet but rebuke and...
  • I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I
    knew yet but rebuke and check was the reward of valour. Do
    think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? Have I, in my poor
    old motion, the expedition of thought? I have speeded hither
    the very extremest inch of possibility; I have found'red nine
    score and odd posts; and here, travel tainted as I am, have,
    my pure and immaculate valour, taken Sir John Colville of the
    Dale,a most furious knight and valorous enemy. But what of
    He saw me, and yielded; that I may justly say with the
    fellow of Rome-I came, saw, and overcame.
  • Prince John. The heat is past; follow no further now.
    Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.
    [Exit WESTMORELAND]
    Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while?
    When everything is ended, then you come.
    These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life,
    One time or other break some gallows' back.

    Falstaff. I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I
    knew yet but rebuke and check was the reward of valour. Do
    think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? Have I, in my poor
    old motion, the expedition of thought? I have speeded hither
    the very extremest inch of possibility; I have found'red nine
    score and odd posts; and here, travel tainted as I am, have,
    my pure and immaculate valour, taken Sir John Colville of the
    Dale,a most furious knight and valorous enemy. But what of
    He saw me, and yielded; that I may justly say with the
    fellow of Rome-I came, saw, and overcame.

144 IV / 3
  • I know not. Here he is, and here I yield him; and I
    beseech your Grace, let...
  • I know not. Here he is, and here I yield him; and I
    beseech your Grace, let it be book'd with the rest of this
    deeds; or, by the Lord, I will have it in a particular ballad
    else, with mine own picture on the top on't, Colville kissing
    foot; to the which course if I be enforc'd, if you do not all
    show like gilt twopences to me, and I, in the clear sky of
    o'ershine you as much as the full moon doth the cinders of
    element, which show like pins' heads to her, believe not the
    of the noble. Therefore let me have right, and let desert
  • Prince John. It was more of his courtesy than your deserving.

    Falstaff. I know not. Here he is, and here I yield him; and I
    beseech your Grace, let it be book'd with the rest of this
    deeds; or, by the Lord, I will have it in a particular ballad
    else, with mine own picture on the top on't, Colville kissing
    foot; to the which course if I be enforc'd, if you do not all
    show like gilt twopences to me, and I, in the clear sky of
    o'ershine you as much as the full moon doth the cinders of
    element, which show like pins' heads to her, believe not the
    of the noble. Therefore let me have right, and let desert

145 IV / 3
  • Let it shine, then.
  • Let it shine, then.
  • Prince John. Thine's too heavy to mount.

    Falstaff. Let it shine, then.

146 IV / 3
  • Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me
    and call it what you will....
  • Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me
    and call it what you will.
  • Prince John. Thine's too thick to shine.

    Falstaff. Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me
    and call it what you will.

147 IV / 3
  • And a famous true subject took him.
  • And a famous true subject took him.
  • Prince John. A famous rebel art thou, Colville.

    Falstaff. And a famous true subject took him.

148 IV / 3
  • I know not how they sold themselves; but thou, like a
    kind fellow, gavest th...
  • I know not how they sold themselves; but thou, like a
    kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I thank thee for
    thee.
  • Sir John Colville. I am, my lord, but as my betters are
    That led me hither. Had they been rul'd by me,
    You should have won them dearer than you have.

    Falstaff. I know not how they sold themselves; but thou, like a
    kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I thank thee for
    thee.

149 IV / 3
  • My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go through
    Gloucestershire; and, wh...
  • My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go through
    Gloucestershire; and, when you come to court, stand my good
    pray, in your good report.
  • Prince John. Send Colville, with his confederates,
    To York, to present execution.
    Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard him sure.
    [Exeunt BLUNT and others]
    And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords.
    I hear the King my father is sore sick.
    Our news shall go before us to his Majesty,
    Which, cousin, you shall bear to comfort him
    And we with sober speed will follow you.

    Falstaff. My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go through
    Gloucestershire; and, when you come to court, stand my good
    pray, in your good report.

150 IV / 3
  • I would you had but the wit; 'twere better than your
    dukedom. Good faith, th...
  • I would you had but the wit; 'twere better than your
    dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-blooded boy doth
    love me; nor a man cannot make him laugh--but that's no
    he drinks no wine. There's never none of these demure boys
    to any proof; for thin drink doth so over-cool their blood,
    making many fish-meals, that they fall into a kind of male
    green-sickness; and then, when they marry, they get wenches.
    are generally fools and cowards-which some of us should be
    but for inflammation. A good sherris-sack hath a two-fold
    operation in it. It ascends me into the brain; dries me there
    the foolish and dull and crudy vapours which environ it;
    apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and
    delectable shapes; which delivered o'er to the voice, the
    which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second
    your excellent sherris is the warming of the blood; which
    cold and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the
    badge of pusillanimity and cowardice; but the sherris warms
    and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extremes.
    illumineth the face, which, as a beacon, gives warning to all
    rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm; and then the vital
    commoners and inland petty spirits muster me all to their
    captain, the heart, who, great and puff'd up with this
    doth any deed of courage--and this valour comes of sherris.
    that skill in the weapon is nothing without sack, for that
    it a-work; and learning, a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil
    till sack commences it and sets it in act and use. Hereof
    it that Prince Harry is valiant; for the cold blood he did
    naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, sterile,
    bare land, manured, husbanded, and till'd, with excellent
    endeavour of drinking good and good store of fertile sherris,
    that he is become very hot and valiant. If I had a thousand
    the first humane principle I would teach them should be to
    forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack.
    [Enter BARDOLPH]
    How now, Bardolph!
  • Prince John. Fare you well, Falstaff. I, in my condition,
    Shall better speak of you than you deserve.

    Falstaff. I would you had but the wit; 'twere better than your
    dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-blooded boy doth
    love me; nor a man cannot make him laugh--but that's no
    he drinks no wine. There's never none of these demure boys
    to any proof; for thin drink doth so over-cool their blood,
    making many fish-meals, that they fall into a kind of male
    green-sickness; and then, when they marry, they get wenches.
    are generally fools and cowards-which some of us should be
    but for inflammation. A good sherris-sack hath a two-fold
    operation in it. It ascends me into the brain; dries me there
    the foolish and dull and crudy vapours which environ it;
    apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and
    delectable shapes; which delivered o'er to the voice, the
    which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second
    your excellent sherris is the warming of the blood; which
    cold and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the
    badge of pusillanimity and cowardice; but the sherris warms
    and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extremes.
    illumineth the face, which, as a beacon, gives warning to all
    rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm; and then the vital
    commoners and inland petty spirits muster me all to their
    captain, the heart, who, great and puff'd up with this
    doth any deed of courage--and this valour comes of sherris.
    that skill in the weapon is nothing without sack, for that
    it a-work; and learning, a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil
    till sack commences it and sets it in act and use. Hereof
    it that Prince Harry is valiant; for the cold blood he did
    naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, sterile,
    bare land, manured, husbanded, and till'd, with excellent
    endeavour of drinking good and good store of fertile sherris,
    that he is become very hot and valiant. If I had a thousand
    the first humane principle I would teach them should be to
    forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack.
    [Enter BARDOLPH]
    How now, Bardolph!

151 IV / 3
  • Let them go. I'll through Gloucestershire, and there
    I visit Master Robert S...
  • Let them go. I'll through Gloucestershire, and there
    I visit Master Robert Shallow, Esquire. I have him already
    temp'ring between my finger and my thumb, and shortly will I
    with him. Come away. Exeunt
  • Bardolph. The army is discharged all and gone.

    Falstaff. Let them go. I'll through Gloucestershire, and there
    I visit Master Robert Shallow, Esquire. I have him already
    temp'ring between my finger and my thumb, and shortly will I
    with him. Come away. Exeunt

152 V / 1
  • You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.
  • You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.
  • Robert Shallow. By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away to-night.
    What, Davy, I say!

    Falstaff. You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.

153 V / 1
  • I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow.
    [Exit SHALLOW] Bardolph, look t...
  • I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow.
    [Exit SHALLOW] Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt
    and PAGE] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make
    dozen of such bearded hermits' staves as Master Shallow. It
    wonderful thing to see the semblable coherence of his men's
    spirits and his. They, by observing of him, do bear
    like foolish justices: he, by conversing with them, is turned
    into a justice-like serving-man. Their spirits are so married
    conjunction with the participation of society that they flock
    together in consent, like so many wild geese. If I had a suit
    Master Shallow, I would humour his men with the imputation of
    being near their master; if to his men, I would curry with
    Shallow that no man could better command his servants. It is
    certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is
    as men take diseases, one of another; therefore let men take
    of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this
    to keep Prince Harry in continual laughter the wearing out of
    fashions, which is four terms, or two actions; and 'a shall
    without intervallums. O, it is much that a lie with a slight
    oath, and a jest with a sad brow will do with a fellow that
    had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh
    his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up!
  • Robert Shallow. I thank thee with all my heart, kind Master Bardolph.
    [To the PAGE] And welcome, my tall fellow. Come, Sir John.

    Falstaff. I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow.
    [Exit SHALLOW] Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt
    and PAGE] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make
    dozen of such bearded hermits' staves as Master Shallow. It
    wonderful thing to see the semblable coherence of his men's
    spirits and his. They, by observing of him, do bear
    like foolish justices: he, by conversing with them, is turned
    into a justice-like serving-man. Their spirits are so married
    conjunction with the participation of society that they flock
    together in consent, like so many wild geese. If I had a suit
    Master Shallow, I would humour his men with the imputation of
    being near their master; if to his men, I would curry with
    Shallow that no man could better command his servants. It is
    certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is
    as men take diseases, one of another; therefore let men take
    of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this
    to keep Prince Harry in continual laughter the wearing out of
    fashions, which is four terms, or two actions; and 'a shall
    without intervallums. O, it is much that a lie with a slight
    oath, and a jest with a sad brow will do with a fellow that
    had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh
    his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up!

154 V / 1
  • I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow.
  • I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow.
  • Robert Shallow. [Within] Sir John!

    Falstaff. I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow.

155 V / 3
  • Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and rich.
  • Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and rich.
  • Robert Shallow. Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbour, we
    will eat a last year's pippin of mine own graffing, with a
    of caraways, and so forth. Come, cousin Silence. And then to

    Falstaff. Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and rich.

156 V / 3
  • This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your
    serving-man and your husband....
  • This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your
    serving-man and your husband.
  • Robert Shallow. Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all, Sir
    -marry, good air. Spread, Davy, spread, Davy; well said,

    Falstaff. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your
    serving-man and your husband.

157 V / 3
  • There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll give
    a health for that anon...
  • There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll give
    a health for that anon.
  • Silence. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a--we shall [Singing]
    Do nothing but eat and make good cheer,
    And praise God 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.

    Falstaff. There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll give
    a health for that anon.

158 V / 3
  • I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this
    mettle.
  • I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this
    mettle.
  • Silence. [Singing]
    Be merry, be merry, my wife has all;
    For women are shrews, both short and tall;
    'Tis merry in hall when beards wag an;
    And welcome merry Shrove-tide.
    Be merry, be merry.

    Falstaff. I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this
    mettle.

159 V / 3
  • Well said, Master Silence.
  • Well said, Master Silence.
  • Silence. [Singing]
    A cup of wine that's brisk and fine,
    And drink unto the leman mine;
    And a merry heart lives long-a.

    Falstaff. Well said, Master Silence.

160 V / 3
  • Health and long life to you, Master Silence!
  • Health and long life to you, Master Silence!
  • Silence. An we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet o' th'

    Falstaff. Health and long life to you, Master Silence!

161 V / 3
  • [To SILENCE, who has drunk a bumper] Why, now you
    done me right.
  • [To SILENCE, who has drunk a bumper] Why, now you
    done me right.
  • Robert Shallow. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing; be merry.
    [One knocks at door] Look who's at door there, ho! Who

    Falstaff. [To SILENCE, who has drunk a bumper] Why, now you
    done me right.

162 V / 3
  • 'Tis so.
  • 'Tis so.
  • Silence. [Singing]
    Do me right,
    And dub me knight.
    Samingo.
    Is't not so?

    Falstaff. 'Tis so.

163 V / 3
  • From the court? Let him come in.
    [Enter PISTOL]
    How now, Pistol?
  • From the court? Let him come in.
    [Enter PISTOL]
    How now, Pistol?
  • Davy. An't please your worship, there's one Pistol come from
    court with news.

    Falstaff. From the court? Let him come in.
    [Enter PISTOL]
    How now, Pistol?

164 V / 3
  • What wind blew you hither, Pistol?
  • What wind blew you hither, Pistol?
  • Pistol. Sir John, God save you!

    Falstaff. What wind blew you hither, Pistol?

165 V / 3
  • I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this
  • I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this
  • Pistol. Puff!
    Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!
    Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,
    And helter-skelter have I rode to thee;
    And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,
    And golden times, and happy news of price.

    Falstaff. I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this

166 V / 3
  • O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
    Let King Cophetua know the truth t...
  • O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
    Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.
  • Pistol. A foutra for the world and worldlings base!
    I speak of Africa and golden joys.

    Falstaff. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
    Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.

167 V / 3
  • What, is the old king dead?
  • What, is the old king dead?
  • Pistol. A foutra for thine office!
    Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is King;
    Harry the Fifth's the man. I speak the truth.
    When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like
    The bragging Spaniard.

    Falstaff. What, is the old king dead?

168 V / 3
  • Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert
    choose what office thou wilt...
  • Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert
    choose what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine. Pistol,
    will double-charge thee with dignities.
  • Pistol. As nail in door. The things I speak are just.

    Falstaff. Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert
    choose what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine. Pistol,
    will double-charge thee with dignities.

169 V / 3
  • Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my Lord
    Shallow, be what thou w...
  • Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my Lord
    Shallow, be what thou wilt--I am Fortune's steward. Get on
    boots; we'll ride all night. O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!
    [Exit BARDOLPH] Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal
    devise something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master
    I know the young King is sick for me. Let us take any man's
    horses: the laws of England are at my commandment. Blessed
    they that have been my friends; and woe to my Lord Chief
  • Pistol. What, I do bring good news?

    Falstaff. Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my Lord
    Shallow, be what thou wilt--I am Fortune's steward. Get on
    boots; we'll ride all night. O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!
    [Exit BARDOLPH] Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal
    devise something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master
    I know the young King is sick for me. Let us take any man's
    horses: the laws of England are at my commandment. Blessed
    they that have been my friends; and woe to my Lord Chief

170 V / 5
  • Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will make the
    King do you grace....
  • Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will make the
    King do you grace. I will leer upon him, as 'a comes by; and do
    but mark the countenance that he will give me.
  • Third Groom. 'Twill be two o'clock ere they come from the
    coronation. Dispatch, dispatch. Exeunt

    Falstaff. Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will make the
    King do you grace. I will leer upon him, as 'a comes by; and do
    but mark the countenance that he will give me.

171 V / 5
  • Come here, Pistol; stand behind me. [To SHALLOW] O, if
    I had had to have mad...
  • Come here, Pistol; stand behind me. [To SHALLOW] O, if
    I had had to have made new liveries, I would have bestowed the
    thousand pound I borrowed of you. But 'tis no matter; this poor
    show doth better; this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.
  • Pistol. God bless thy lungs, good knight!

    Falstaff. Come here, Pistol; stand behind me. [To SHALLOW] O, if
    I had had to have made new liveries, I would have bestowed the
    thousand pound I borrowed of you. But 'tis no matter; this poor
    show doth better; this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.

172 V / 5
  • It shows my earnestness of affection-
  • It shows my earnestness of affection-
  • Robert Shallow. It doth so.

    Falstaff. It shows my earnestness of affection-

173 V / 5
  • My devotion--
  • My devotion--
  • Robert Shallow. It doth so.

    Falstaff. My devotion--

174 V / 5
  • As it were, to ride day and night; and not to
    not to remember, not to have p...
  • As it were, to ride day and night; and not to
    not to remember, not to have patience to shift me--
  • Robert Shallow. It doth, it doth, it doth.

    Falstaff. As it were, to ride day and night; and not to
    not to remember, not to have patience to shift me--

175 V / 5
  • But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with
    desire to see him; think...
  • But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with
    desire to see him; thinking of nothing else, putting all
    else in oblivion, as if there were nothing else to be done
    see him.
  • Robert Shallow. It is best, certain.

    Falstaff. But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with
    desire to see him; thinking of nothing else, putting all
    else in oblivion, as if there were nothing else to be done
    see him.

176 V / 5
  • I will deliver her.
  • I will deliver her.
  • Pistol. My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver
    And make thee rage.
    Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts,
    Is in base durance and contagious prison;
    Hal'd thither
    By most mechanical and dirty hand.
    Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto's snake,
    For Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth.

    Falstaff. I will deliver her.

177 V / 5
  • God save thy Grace, King Hal; my royal Hal!
  • God save thy Grace, King Hal; my royal Hal!
  • Pistol. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangor sounds.

    Falstaff. God save thy Grace, King Hal; my royal Hal!

178 V / 5
  • God save thee, my sweet boy!
  • God save thee, my sweet boy!
  • Pistol. The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp of

    Falstaff. God save thee, my sweet boy!

179 V / 5
  • My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!
  • My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!
  • Lord Chief Justice. Have you your wits? Know you what 'tis you

    Falstaff. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!

180 V / 5
  • Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pounds.
  • Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pounds.
  • Henry V. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers.
    How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!
    I have long dreamt of such a kind of man,
    So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane;
    But being awak'd, I do despise my dream.
    Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace;
    Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth gape
    For thee thrice wider than for other men--
    Reply not to me with a fool-born jest;
    Presume not that I am the thing I was,
    For God doth know, so shall the world perceive,
    That I have turn'd away my former self;
    So will I those that kept me company.
    When thou dost hear I am as I have been,
    Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast,
    The tutor and the feeder of my riots.
    Till then I banish thee, on pain of death,
    As I have done the rest of my misleaders,
    Not to come near our person by ten mile.
    For competence of life I will allow you,
    That lack of means enforce you not to evils;
    And, as we hear you do reform yourselves,
    We will, according to your strengths and qualities,
    Give you advancement. Be it your charge, my lord,
    To see perform'd the tenour of our word.
    Set on. Exeunt the KING and his train

    Falstaff. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pounds.

181 V / 5
  • That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you grieve
    this; I shall be sent...
  • That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you grieve
    this; I shall be sent for in private to him. Look you, he
    seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancements; I will be
    man yet that shall make you great.
  • Robert Shallow. Yea, marry, Sir John; which I beseech you to let me
    home with me.

    Falstaff. That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you grieve
    this; I shall be sent for in private to him. Look you, he
    seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancements; I will be
    man yet that shall make you great.

182 V / 5
  • Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that you
    was but a colour.
  • Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that you
    was but a colour.
  • Robert Shallow. I cannot perceive how, unless you give me your
    and stuff me out with straw. I beseech you, good Sir John,
    have five hundred of my thousand.

    Falstaff. Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that you
    was but a colour.

183 V / 5
  • Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. Come,
    Pistol; come, Bardolph. I shall...
  • Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. Come,
    Pistol; come, Bardolph. I shall be sent for soon at night.
  • Robert Shallow. A colour that I fear you will die in, Sir John.

    Falstaff. Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. Come,
    Pistol; come, Bardolph. I shall be sent for soon at night.

184 V / 5
  • My lord, my lord--
  • My lord, my lord--
  • Lord Chief Justice. Go, carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet;
    Take all his company along with him.

    Falstaff. My lord, my lord--

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