989He was the Marke, and Glasse, Coppy, and Booke,

990That fashion'd others. And him, O wondrous! him,

991O Miracle of Men! Him did you leaue

992(Second to none) vn-seconded by you,

993To looke vpon the hideous God of Warre,

994In dis-aduantage, to abide a field,

995Where nothing but the sound of Hotspurs Name

996Did seeme defensible: so you left him.

997Neuer, O neuer doe his Ghost the wrong,

998To hold your Honor more precise and nice

999With others, then with him. Let them alone:

1000The Marshall and the Arch-bishop are strong.

1001Had my sweet Harry had but halfe their Numbers,

1002To day might I (hanging on Hotspurs Necke)

1003Haue talk'd of Monmouth's Graue.

1004North. Beshrew your heart,

1005(Faire Daughter) you doe draw my Spirits from me,

1006With new lamenting ancient Ouer-sights.

1007But I must goe, and meet with Danger there,

1008Or it will seeke me in another place,

1009And finde me worse prouided.

1010Wife. O flye to Scotland,

1011Till that the Nobles, and the armed Commons,

1012Haue of their Puissance made a little taste.

1013Lady. If they get ground, and vantage of the King,

1014Then ioyne you with them, like a Ribbe of Steele,

1015To make Strength stronger. But, for all our loues,

1016First let them trye themselues. So did your Sonne,

1017He was so suffer'd; so came I a Widow:

1018And neuer shall haue length of Life enough,

1019To raine vpon Remembrance with mine Eyes,

1020That it may grow, and sprowt, as high as Heauen,

1021For Recordation to my Noble Husband.

1022North. Come, come, go in with me: 'tis with my Minde

1023As with the Tyde, swell'd vp vnto his height,

1024That makes a still-stand, running neyther way.

1025Faine would I goe to meet the Arch-bishop,

1026But many thousand Reasons hold me backe.

1027I will resolue for Scotland: there am I,

1028Till Time and Vantage craue my company. Exeunt.

10311. Drawer. What hast thou brought there? Apple-Iohns?

1032Thou know'st Sir Iohn cannot endure an Apple-

1033Iohn.

10342. Draw. Thou say'st true: the Prince once set a Dish

1035of Apple-Iohns before him, and told him there were fiue

1036more Sir Iohns: and, putting off his Hat, said, I will now

1037take my leaue of these sixe drie, round, old-wither'd

1038Knights. It anger'd him to the heart: but hee hath for-

1039got that.

10401. Draw. Why then couer, and set them downe: and

1041see if thou canst finde out Sneakes Noyse; Mistris Teare-

1042sheet would faine haue some Musique.

10432. Draw. Sirrha, heere will be the Prince, and Master

1044Points, anon: and they will put on two of our Ierkins,

1045and Aprons, and Sir Iohn must not know of it: Bardolph

1046hath brought word.

10471. Draw. Then here will be old Vtis: it will be an ex-

1048cellent stratagem.

10492. Draw. Ile see if I can finde out Sneake. Exit.

1051Host. Sweet-heart, me thinkes now you are in an ex-

1052cellent good temperalitie: your Pulsidge beates as ex-

1053traordinarily, as heart would desire; and your Colour

1054(I warrant you) is as red as any Rose: But you haue

1055drunke too much Canaries, and that's a maruellous sear-

1056ching Wine; and it perfumes the blood, ere wee can say

1057what's this. How doe you now?

1058Dol. Better then I was: Hem.

1059Host. Why that was well said: A good heart's worth

1060Gold. Looke, here comes Sir Iohn.

-- (emptie the Iordan)

: How now Mistris Dol?

1064Host. Sick of a Calme: yea, good-sooth.

1065Falst. So is all her Sect: if they be once in a Calme,

1066they are sick.

1067Dol. You muddie Rascall, is that all the comfort you

1068giue me?

1069Falst. You make fat Rascalls, Mistris Dol.

1070Dol. I make them? Gluttonie and Diseases make

1071them, I make them not.

1072Falst. If the Cooke make the Gluttonie, you helpe to

1073make the Diseases (Dol) we catch of you (Dol) we catch

1074of you: Grant that, my poore Vertue, grant that.

1075Dol. I marry, our Chaynes, and our Iewels.

1076Falst. Your Brooches, Pearles, and Owches: For to

1077serue brauely, is to come halting off: you know, to come

1078off the Breach, with his Pike bent brauely, and to Surge-

1079rie brauely; to venture vpon the charg'd-Chambers

1080brauely.

1081Host. Why this is the olde fashion: you two neuer

1082meete, but you fall to some discord: you are both (in

1083good troth) as Rheumatike as two drie Tostes, you can-

1084not one beare with anothers Confirmities. What the

1085good-yere? One must beare, and that must bee you:

1086you are the weaker Vessell; as they say, the emptier

1087Vessell.

1088Dol. Can a weake emptie Vessell beare such a huge

1089full Hogs-head? There's a whole Marchants Venture

1090of Burdeux-Stuffe in him: you haue not seene a Hulke

1091better stufft in the Hold. Come, Ile be friends with thee

1092Iacke: Thou art going to the Warres, and whether I

1093shall euer see thee againe, or no, there is no body

1094cares.

1096Drawer. Sir, Ancient Pistoll is below, and would

1097speake with you.

1098Dol. Hang him, swaggering Rascall, let him not

1099come hither: it is the foule-mouth'dst Rogue in Eng-

1100land.

1101Host. If hee swagger, let him not come here: I must

1102liue amongst my Neighbors, Ile no Swaggerers: I am

1103in good name, and fame, with the very best: shut the

1104doore, there comes no Swaggerers heere: I haue not

1105liu'd all this while, to haue swaggering now: shut the

1106doore, I pray you.

1107Falst. Do'st thou heare, Hostesse?

1108Host. 'Pray you pacifie your selfe (Sir Iohn) there comes

1109no Swaggerers heere.

s Falst.Do'st