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The second Part of King Henry the Fourth.
Fal.
Glasses, glasses, is the onely drinking: and for
thy walles a pretty slight Drollery, or the Storie of the
Prodigall, or the Germane hunting in Waterworke, is
worth a thousand of these Bed-hangings, and these Fly-bitten
Tapistries. Let it be tenne pound (if thou canst.)
Come, if it were not for thy humors, there is not a better
Wench in England. Go, wash thy face, and draw thy
Action: Come, thou must not bee in this humour with
me, come, I know thou was't set on to this.
Glasses, glasses, is the onely drinking: and for
thy walles a pretty slight Drollery, or the Storie of the
Prodigall, or the Germane hunting in Waterworke, is
worth a thousand of these Bed-hangings, and these Fly-bitten
Tapistries. Let it be tenne pound (if thou canst.)
Come, if it were not for thy humors, there is not a better
Wench in England. Go, wash thy face, and draw thy
Action: Come, thou must not bee in this humour with
me, come, I know thou was't set on to this.
Host.
Prethee (Sir Iohn) let it be but twenty Nobles,
I loath to pawne my Plate, in good earnest la.
Prethee (Sir Iohn) let it be but twenty Nobles,
I loath to pawne my Plate, in good earnest la.
Fal.
Let it alone, Ile make other shift: you'l be a fool still.
Let it alone, Ile make other shift: you'l be a fool still.
Host.
Well, you shall haue it although I pawne my Gowne.
I hope you'l come to Supper: You'l pay me altogether?
Well, you shall haue it although I pawne my Gowne.
I hope you'l come to Supper: You'l pay me altogether?
Fal.
Will I liue? Go with her, with her: hooke-on, hooke-on.
Will I liue? Go with her, with her: hooke-on, hooke-on.
Host.
Will you haue Doll Teare-sheet meet you at supper?
Will you haue Doll Teare-sheet meet you at supper?
Fal.
No more words. Let's haue her.
No more words. Let's haue her.
Ch.Iust.
I haue heard bitter newes.
I haue heard bitter newes.
Fal.
What's the newes (my good Lord?)
What's the newes (my good Lord?)
Ch.Iu.
Where lay the King last night?
Where lay the King last night?
Mes.
At Basingstoke my Lord.
At Basingstoke my Lord.
Fal.
I hope (my Lord) all's well. What is the newes my Lord?
I hope (my Lord) all's well. What is the newes my Lord?
Ch.Iust.
Come all his Forces backe?
Come all his Forces backe?
Mes.
No: Fifteene hundred Foot, fiue hundred Horse
Are march'd vp to my Lord of Lancaster,
Against Northumberland, and the Archbishop.
No: Fifteene hundred Foot, fiue hundred Horse
Are march'd vp to my Lord of Lancaster,
Against Northumberland, and the Archbishop.
Fal.
Comes the King backe from Wales, my noble L?
Comes the King backe from Wales, my noble L?
Ch.Iust.
You shall haue Letters of me presently.
Come, go along with me, good M. Gowre.
You shall haue Letters of me presently.
Come, go along with me, good M. Gowre.
Fal.
My Lord.
My Lord.
Ch.Iust.
What's the matter?
What's the matter?
Fal.
Master Gowre, shall I entreate you with mee to dinner?
Master Gowre, shall I entreate you with mee to dinner?
Gow.
I must waite vpon my good Lord heere.
I thanke you, good Sir Iohn.
I must waite vpon my good Lord heere.
I thanke you, good Sir Iohn.
Ch.Iust.
Sir Iohn, you loyter heere too long being you
are to take Souldiers vp, in Countries as you go.
Sir Iohn, you loyter heere too long being you
are to take Souldiers vp, in Countries as you go.
Fal.
Will you sup with me, Master Gowre?
Will you sup with me, Master Gowre?
Ch.Iust.
What foolish Master taught you these manners, Sir Iohn?
What foolish Master taught you these manners, Sir Iohn?
Fal.
Master Gower, if they become mee not, hee was a
Foole that taught them mee. This is the right Fencing
grace (my Lord) tap for tap, and so part faire.
Master Gower, if they become mee not, hee was a
Foole that taught them mee. This is the right Fencing
grace (my Lord) tap for tap, and so part faire.
Ch.Iust.
Exeunt.Now the Lord lighten thee, thou art a great Foole.
Exeunt.Now the Lord lighten thee, thou art a great Foole.
Scena Secunda.
Enter Prince Henry, Pointz, Bardolfe, and Page.
Prin.
Trust me, I am exceeding weary.
Trust me, I am exceeding weary.
Poin.
Is it come to that? I had thought wearines durst
not haue attach'd one of so high blood.
Is it come to that? I had thought wearines durst
not haue attach'd one of so high blood.
Prin.
It doth me: though it discolours the complexion
of my Greatnesse to acknowledge it. Doth it not shew
vildely in me, to desire small Beere?
It doth me: though it discolours the complexion
of my Greatnesse to acknowledge it. Doth it not shew
vildely in me, to desire small Beere?
Poin.
Why, a Prince should not be so loosely studied,
as to remember so weake a Composition.
Why, a Prince should not be so loosely studied,
as to remember so weake a Composition.
Prince.
Belike then, my Appetite was not Princely
got: for (in troth) I do now remember the poore Creature,
Small Beere. But indeede these humble considerations
make me out of loue with my Greatnesse. What a
disgrace is it to me, to remember thy name? Or to know
thy face to morrow? Or to take note how many paire of
Silk stockings yͧ hast? (Viz. these, and those that were thy
peach-colour'd ones:) Or to beare the Inuentorie of thy
shirts, as one for superfluity, and one other, for vse. But
that the Tennis-Court-keeper knowes better then I, for
it is a low ebbe of Linnen with thee, when thou kept'st
not Racket there, as thou hast not done a great while, because
the rest of thy Low Countries, haue made a shift to
eate vp thy Holland.
Belike then, my Appetite was not Princely
got: for (in troth) I do now remember the poore Creature,
Small Beere. But indeede these humble considerations
make me out of loue with my Greatnesse. What a
disgrace is it to me, to remember thy name? Or to know
thy face to morrow? Or to take note how many paire of
Silk stockings yͧ hast? (Viz. these, and those that were thy
peach-colour'd ones:) Or to beare the Inuentorie of thy
shirts, as one for superfluity, and one other, for vse. But
that the Tennis-Court-keeper knowes better then I, for
it is a low ebbe of Linnen with thee, when thou kept'st
not Racket there, as thou hast not done a great while, because
the rest of thy Low Countries, haue made a shift to
eate vp thy Holland.
Poin.
How ill it followes, after you haue labour'd so
hard, you should talke so idlely? Tell me how many good
yong Princes would do so, their Fathers lying so sicke, as
yours is?
How ill it followes, after you haue labour'd so
hard, you should talke so idlely? Tell me how many good
yong Princes would do so, their Fathers lying so sicke, as
yours is?
Prin.
Shall I tell thee one thing, Pointz?
Shall I tell thee one thing, Pointz?
Poin.
Yes: and let it be an excellent good thing.
Yes: and let it be an excellent good thing.
Prin.
It shall serue among wittes of no higher breeding then thine.
It shall serue among wittes of no higher breeding then thine.
Poin.
Go to: I stand the push of your one thing, that you'l tell.
Go to: I stand the push of your one thing, that you'l tell.
Prin.
Why, I tell thee, it is not meet, that I should be
sad now my Father is sicke: albeit I could tell to thee (as
to one it pleases me, for fault of a better, to call my friend)
I could be sad, and sad indeed too.
Why, I tell thee, it is not meet, that I should be
sad now my Father is sicke: albeit I could tell to thee (as
to one it pleases me, for fault of a better, to call my friend)
I could be sad, and sad indeed too.
Poin.
Very hardly, vpon such a subiect.
Very hardly, vpon such a subiect.
Prin.
Thou think'st me as farre in the Diuels Booke, as
thou, and Falstaffe, for obduracie and persistencie. Let the
end try the man. But I tell thee, my hart bleeds inwardly,
that my Father is so sicke: and keeping such vild company
as thou art, hath in reason taken from me, all ostentation
of sorrow.
Thou think'st me as farre in the Diuels Booke, as
thou, and Falstaffe, for obduracie and persistencie. Let the
end try the man. But I tell thee, my hart bleeds inwardly,
that my Father is so sicke: and keeping such vild company
as thou art, hath in reason taken from me, all ostentation
of sorrow.
Poin.
The reason?
The reason?
Prin.
What would'st thou think of me, if I shold weep?
What would'st thou think of me, if I shold weep?
Poin.
I would thinke thee a most Princely hypocrite.
I would thinke thee a most Princely hypocrite.
Prin.
It would be euery mans thought: and thou art
a blessed Fellow, to thinke as euery man thinkes: neuer a
mans thought in the world, keepes the Rode-way better
then thine: euery man would thinke me an Hypocrite indeede.
And what accites your most worshipful thought to thinke so?
It would be euery mans thought: and thou art
a blessed Fellow, to thinke as euery man thinkes: neuer a
mans thought in the world, keepes the Rode-way better
then thine: euery man would thinke me an Hypocrite indeede.
And what accites your most worshipful thought to thinke so?
Poin.
Why, because you haue beene so lewde, and so
much ingraffed to Falstaffe.
Why, because you haue beene so lewde, and so
much ingraffed to Falstaffe.
Prin.
And to thee.
And to thee.
Pointz.
Nay, I am well spoken of, I can heare it with
mine owne eares: the worst that they can say of me is, that
I am a second Brother, and that I am a proper Fellowe of
my hands: and those two things I confesse I canot helpe.
Looke, looke, here comes Bardolfe.
Nay, I am well spoken of, I can heare it with
mine owne eares: the worst that they can say of me is, that
I am a second Brother, and that I am a proper Fellowe of
my hands: and those two things I confesse I canot helpe.
Looke, looke, here comes Bardolfe.
Prince.
And the Boy that I gaue Falstaffe, he had him
from me Christian, and see if the fat villain haue not
transform'd him Ape.
And the Boy that I gaue Falstaffe, he had him
from me Christian, and see if the fat villain haue not
transform'd him Ape.
Enter Bardolfe.
Bar.
Saue your Grace.
Saue your Grace.
Prin.
And yours, most Noble Bardolfe.
And yours, most Noble Bardolfe.
Poin.
Come you pernitious Asse, you bashfull Foole,
must you be blushing? Wherefore blush you now? what
a Maidenly man at Armes are you become? Is it such a
matter to get a Pottle-pots Maiden-head?
Come you pernitious Asse, you bashfull Foole,
must you be blushing? Wherefore blush you now? what
a Maidenly man at Armes are you become? Is it such a
matter to get a Pottle-pots Maiden-head?
Page.
He call'd me euen now (my Lord) through a red
Lattice, and I could discerne no part of his face from the
He call'd me euen now (my Lord) through a red
Lattice, and I could discerne no part of his face from the
window:
