Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW,
SILENCE, DAVY, BARDOLPH,
|SHALLOW||Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbour,
we will eat a last year's pippin of my own graffing,
with a dish of caraways, and so forth: come,
cousin Silence: and then to bed.
|FALSTAFF||'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and a rich.|
|SHALLOW||Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all,
Sir John: marry, good air. Spread, Davy; spread,
Davy; well said, Davy.
|FALSTAFF||This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your
serving-man and your husband.
|SHALLOW||A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet,
Sir John: by the mass, I have drunk too much sack
at supper: a good varlet. Now sit down, now sit
down: come, cousin.
|SILENCE||Ah, sirrah! quoth-a, we shall
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
And ever among so merrily.
|FALSTAFF||There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll
give you a health for that anon.
|SHALLOW||Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.|
|DAVY||Sweet sir, sit; I'll be with you anon. most sweet
sir, sit. Master page, good master page, sit.
Proface! What you want in meat, we'll have in drink:
but you must bear; the heart's all.
|SHALLOW||Be merry, Master Bardolph; and, my little soldier
there, be merry.
|SILENCE||Be merry, be merry, my wife has all;|
|For women are shrews, both short and tall:
'Tis merry in hall when beards wag all,
And welcome merry Shrove-tide.
Be merry, be merry.
|FALSTAFF||I did not think Master Silence had been a man of
|SILENCE||Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere now.|
|DAVY||There's a dish of leather-coats for you.|
|DAVY||Your worship! I'll be with you straight.|
|A cup of wine, sir?|
|SILENCE||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.|
|SILENCE||An we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet o' the night.|
|FALSTAFF||Health and long life to you, Master Silence.|
|SILENCE||Fill the cup, and let it come;|
|I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom.|
|SHALLOW||Honest Bardolph, welcome: if thou wantest any
thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart.
Welcome, my little tiny thief.
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|And welcome indeed too. I'll drink to Master
Bardolph, and to all the cavaleros about London.
|DAVY||I hove to see London once ere I die.|
|BARDOLPH||An I might see you there, Davy,--|
|SHALLOW||By the mass, you'll crack a quart together, ha!
Will you not, Master Bardolph?
|BARDOLPH||Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.|
|SHALLOW||By God's liggens, I thank thee: the knave will
stick by thee, I can assure thee that. A' will not
out; he is true bred.
|BARDOLPH||And I'll stick by him, sir.|
|SHALLOW||Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing: be merry.|
|Look who's at door there, ho! who knocks?|
|FALSTAFF||Why, now you have done me right.|
|[To SILENCE, seeing him take off a bumper]|
|Do me right,
And dub me knight: Samingo.
Is't not so?
|SILENCE||Is't so? Why then, say an old man can do somewhat.|
|DAVY||An't please your worship, there's one Pistol come
from the court with news.
|FALSTAFF||From the court! let him come in.|
|How now, Pistol!|
|PISTOL||Sir John, God save you!|
|FALSTAFF||What wind blew you hither, Pistol?|
|PISTOL||Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. Sweet
knight, thou art now one of the greatest men in this realm.
|SILENCE||By'r lady, I think a' be, but goodman Puff of Barson.|
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 world.|
|PISTOL||A foutre 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.
|SILENCE||And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.|
|PISTOL||Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons?
And shall good news be baffled?
Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.
|SILENCE||Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding.|
|PISTOL||Why then, lament therefore.|
|SHALLOW||Give me pardon, sir: if, sir, you come with news
from the court, I take it there's but two ways,
either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am,
sir, under the king, in some authority.
|PISTOL||Under which king, Besonian? speak, or die.|
|SHALLOW||Under King Harry.|
|PISTOL||Harry the Fourth? or Fifth?|
|SHALLOW||Harry the Fourth.|
|PISTOL||A foutre 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?|
|PISTOL||As nail in door: the things I speak are just.|
|FALSTAFF||Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert
Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the land,
'tis thine. Pistol, I will double-charge thee with dignities.
|BARDOLPH||O joyful day!
I would not take a knighthood for my fortune.
|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 thy boots: we'll ride all night.
O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!
|Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal devise
something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master
Shallow: 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 are they that have been my
friends; and woe to my lord chief-justice!
|PISTOL||Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!
'Where is the life that late I led?' say they:
Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant days!
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