32071. Groo. More Rushes, more Rushes.

32082. Groo. The Trumpets haue sounded twice.

32091. Groo. It will be two of the Clocke, ere they come

3210from the Coronation. Exit Groo.

3212Falstaffe. Stand heere by me, M. Robert Shallow, I will

3213make the King do you Grace. I will leere vpon him, as

3214he comes by: and do but marke the countenance that hee

3215will giue me.

3216Pistol. Blesse thy Lungs, good Knight.

3217Falst. Come heere Pistol, stand behind me. O if I had

3218had time to haue made new Liueries, I would haue be-

3219stowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you. But it is

3220no matter, this poore shew doth better: this doth inferre

3221the zeale I had to see him.

3222Shal. It doth so.

3223Falst. It shewes my earnestnesse in affection.

3224Pist. It doth so.

3225Fal. My deuotion.

3226Pist. It doth, it doth, it doth.

3227Fal. As it were, to ride day and night,

3228And not to deliberate, not to remember,

3229Not to haue patience to shift me.

3230Shal. It is most certaine.

3231Fal. But to stand stained with Trauaile, and sweating

3232with desire to see him, thinking of nothing else, putting

3233all affayres in obliuion, as if there were nothing els to bee

3234done, but to see him.

3235Pist. 'Tis semper idem: for obsque hoc nihil est. 'Tis all

3236in euery part.

3237Shal. 'Tis so indeed.

3238Pist. My Knight, I will enflame thy Noble Liuer, and

3239make thee rage. Thy Dol, and Helen of thy noble thoghts

3240is in base Durance, and contagious prison: Hall'd thi-

3241ther by most Mechanicall and durty hand. Rowze vppe

3242Reuenge from Ebon den, with fell Alecto's Snake, for

3243Dol is in. Pistol, speakes nought but troth.

3244Fal. I will deliuer her.

3245Pistol. There roar'd the Sea: and Trumpet Clangour

3246sounds.

3250Falst. Saue thy Grace, King Hall, my Royall Hall.

3251Pist. The heauens thee guard, and keepe, most royall

3252Impe of Fame.

3253Fal. 'Saue thee my sweet Boy.

3254King. My Lord Chiefe Iustice, speake to that vaine

3255man.

3256Ch. Iust. Haue you your wits?

3257Know you what 'tis you speake?

3258Falst. My King, my Ioue; I speake to thee, my heart.

3259King. I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy Prayers:

3260How ill white haires become a Foole, and Iester?

3261I haue long dream'd of such a kinde of man,

3262So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so prophane:

3263But being awake, I do despise my dreame.

3264Make lesse thy body (hence) and more thy Grace,

3265Leaue gourmandizing; Know the Graue doth gape

3266For thee, thrice wider then for other men.

3267Reply not to me, with a Foole-borne Iest,

3268Presume not, that I am the thing I was,

3269For heauen doth know (so shall the world perceiue)

3270That I haue turn'd away my former Selfe,

3271So will I those that kept me Companie.

3272When thou dost heare I am, as I haue bin,

3273Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou was't

3274The Tutor and the Feeder of my Riots:

3275Till then, I banish thee, on paine of death,

3276As I haue done the rest of my Misleaders,

3277Not to come neere our Person, by ten mile.

3278For competence of life, I will allow you,

3279That lacke of meanes enforce you not to euill:

3280And as we heare you do reforme your selues,

3281We will according to your strength, and qualities,

3282Giue you aduancement. Be it your charge (my Lord)

3283To see perform'd the tenure of our word. Set on.

3285Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.

3286Shal. I marry Sir Iohn, which I beseech you to let me

3287haue home with me.

3288Fal. That can hardly be, M. Shallow, do not you grieue

3289at this: I shall be sent for in priuate to him: Looke you,

3290he must seeme thus to the world: feare not your aduance-

3291ment: I will be the man yet, that shall make you great.

3292Shal. I cannot well perceiue how, vnlesse you should

3293giue me your Doublet, and stuffe me out with Straw. I

3294beseech you, good Sir Iohn, let mee haue fiue hundred of

3295my thousand.

3296Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that you

3297heard, was but a colour.

3298Shall. A colour I feare, that you will dye, in Sir Iohn.

3299Fal. Feare no colours, go with me to dinner:

3300Come Lieutenant Pistol, come Bardolfe,

3301I shall be sent for soone at night.

3302Ch. Iust. Go carry Sir Iohn Falstaffe to the Fleete,

3303Take all his Company along with him.

3304Fal. My Lord, my Lord.

3305Ch. Iust. I cannot now speake, I will heare you soone:

3306Take them away.

3307Pist. Si fortuna me tormento, spera me contento.

3309Iohn. I like this faire proceeding of the Kings:

3310He hath intent his wonted Followers

3311Shall all be very well prouided for:

3312But all are banisht, till their conuersations

3313Appeare more wise, and modest to the world.

3314Ch. Iust. And so they are.

3315Iohn. The King hath call'd his Parliament,

3316My Lord.

3317Ch. Iust. He hath.

3318Iohn. I will lay oddes, that ere this yeere expire,

3319We beare our Ciuill Swords, and Natiue fire

3320As farre as France. I heare a Bird so sing,

3321Whose Musicke (to my thinking) pleas'd the King.

3322Come, will you hence? Exeunt