¶Shal. Go to I
say, he
shal haue no wrong, look about Dauy:
¶where are you
sir Iohn? come, come, come, off with your boots,
2845giue me your hand ma
ster Bardolfe.
¶Bard. I am glad to
see your wor
ship.
¶Shal I thank thee with my heart kind ma
ster Bardolfe, and
¶welcome my tall fellow, come
sir Iohn.
2850Falst. Ile follow you good mai
ster Robert Shallow: Bar-
¶dolfe, looke to our hor
ses: if I were
sawed into quantities, I
¶should make foure dozen of
such berded hermites
staues as
¶mai
ster Shallow: it is a wonderfull thing to
see the
semblable
¶coherence of his mens
spirits, and his, they, by ob
seruing him,
2855do beare them
selues like fooli
sh Iu
stices: hee, by conuer
sing
¶with them, is turned into a Iu
stice-like
seruingman, their
spirits
¶are
so married in coniunction, with the participation of
society,
¶that they flocke together in con
sent, like
so many wild-gee
se.
2860If I had a
suite to ma
ster Shallow, I would humour his men
¶with the imputation, of beeing neere their mai
ster: if to his
¶men, I would curry with mai
ster Shallow, that no man could
¶better commaund his
seruants. It is certaine, that eyther wi
se
¶bearing, or ignorant cariage is caught, as men take di
sea
ses one
¶of another: therefore let men take heede of their company. I
¶will deui
se matter enough out of this Shallow, to keepe prince
¶Harry in continuall laughter, the wearing out of
sixe fa
shions,
¶which is foure termes, or two actions, and a
shal laugh without
2870interuallums. O it is much that a lie, with a
slight oathe, and
¶a ie
st, with a
sad browe, will doe with a fellow that neuer had
¶the ach in his
shoulders: O you
shall
see him laugh til his face
¶be like a wet cloake ill laide vp.
¶Falst. I come mai
ster Shallow, I come ma
ster Shallow.
¶Enter Warwike, duke Humphrey, L. chiefe Iustice, Thomas
2879.1 Clarence, Prince, Iohn Westmerland.
¶War. How now, my lord chiefe Iu
stice, whither away?
¶Iust. How doth the King?
¶War. Exceeding well, his cares are now all ended.