Gow. I must wait upon my good lord here; 200
I thank you, good Sir John.
Ch. Just. Sir John, you loiter here too long,
being you are to take soldiers up in counties as
you go. 204
Fal. Will you sup with me, Master Gower?
Ch. Just. What foolish master taught you
these manners, Sir John?
Fal. Master Gower, if they become me not, 208
he was a fool that taught them me. This is the
right fencing grace, my lord; tap for tap, and
so part fair.
Ch. Just. Now the Lord lighten thee! thou 212
art a great fool. Exeunt.
Scene Two
[The Same]
Enter Prince Henry [and] Poins.
Prince. Before God, I am exceeding weary.
Poins. Is 't come to that? I had thought
weariness durst not have attached one of so
high blood. 4
Prince. Faith, it does me, though it dis-
colours the complexion of my greatness to ac-
knowledge it. Doth it not show vilely in me to
desire small beer? 8
Poins. Why, a prince should not be so loosely
studied as to remember so weak a composition.
Prince. Belike then my appetite was not
princely got; for, by my troth, I do now re- 12
210 Cf. n.
212 lighten: enlighten, used quibblingly
3 attached: seised
5 discolours the complexion of my greatness: makes me blush
10 studied: inclined
