1045978to the guests within. My Lord, old sir Iohn with halfe a douzen

1046979more are at the doore, shal I let them in?

1048980Pri. Let them alone awhile, and then open the doore: Poines.

1051981Poi. Anon, anon sir.

1052982Prince. Sirrha, Falstalffe and the rest of the theeues are at the

1053983doore, shall we be merrie?

1054984Po. As merry as Crickets my lad, but harke ye, what cunning

1055985match haue you made with this iest of the Drawer: come whats

1056986the issue?

1057987Prin. I am now of all humors, that haue shewed themselues

1058988humors since the oulde dayes of good man Adam, to the pupill

1059989age of this present twelue a clocke at midnight. Whats a clocke

1060990Frances?

1061991Fran. Anon, anon sir.

1062992Pr. That euer this fellowe should haue fewer wordes then a

1063993Parrat, and yet the sonne of a woman. His industrie is vp staires

1064994and down staires, his eloquence the parcel of a reckoning. I am

1065995not yet of Percyes minde, the Hotspur of the North, he that kils

1066996mee some sixe or seuen douzen of Scots at a breakefast: washes

1067997his handes, and saies to his wife, fie vpon this quiet life, I want

1068998worke. O my sweet Harry saies she! how manie hast thou kild

1069999to day? Giue my roane horse a drench (sayes hee) and aun-

10701000sweres some foureteene, an houre after: a trifle, a trifle. I preethe

10721001call in Falstalffe, ile play Percy, and that damnde brawne shall

10731002play dame Mortimer his wife. Riuo saies the drunkarde: call in

10741003Ribs, cal in Tallow.

10761005Poin. Welcome Iacke, where hast thou bin?

10771006Falst. A plague of al cowards I say, and a vengeance too, mar-

10781007ry and Amen: giue me a cup of sacke boy. Eare I lead this life

10791008long, ile sow neatherstocks and mend them, and foote them too.

10801009A plague of all cowards. Giue me a cup of sacke rogue, is there

10811010no vertue extant? he drinketh.

10821011Prin. Didst thou neuer see Titan kisse a dish of butter, pittifull

10831012harted Titan that melted at the sweet tale of the sonnes, if thou

10841013didst, then behold that compound.

D3 Falst.