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  • Title: Henry IV, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1600)
  • Editor: Rosemary Gaby

  • Copyright Rosemary Gaby. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Rosemary Gaby
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    Henry IV, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1600)

    The second part of
    Shallow Come on, come on, come on sir, giue me your
    1535hand sir, giue me your hand sir, an early stirrer, by the Roode:
    and how dooth my good cosin Silens?
    Silence Good morrow good cosin Shallow.
    Shallow And how dooth my coosin your bed-fellowe?
    and your fayrest daughter and mine, my god-daughter El-
    Silens Alas, a blacke woosel, cosin Shallow.
    Shallow By yea, and no sir: I dare saye my coosin Wil-
    liam is become a good scholler, he is at Oxford still, is hee
    1545Silens Indeede sir to my cost.
    Shallow A must then to the Innes a court shortly: I was
    once of Clements Inne, where I thinke they will talke of mad
    Shallow yet.
    Silens You were cald Lusty Shallow then, cosin.
    1550Shallow By the masse I was cald any thing, and I would
    haue done any thing indeed too, and roundly too: there was
    I, and little Iohn Doyt of Stafford-shire, and Blacke George
    Barnes, and Francis Picke-bone, and Will Squele a Cotsole
    man, you had not foure such swinge-bucklers in al the Innes
    1555a court againe: and I may say to you, we knew where the bona
    robes were, and had the best of them all at commaundement:
    then was Iacke Falstaffe (now sir Iohn) a boy, and Page to
    Thomas Mowbray duke of Norffolke.
    1560Silens Coosin, this sir Iohn that comes hither anone about
    Shall. The same (sir Iohn) the very same, I see him breake
    Skoggins head at the Court gate, when a was a Cracke, not
    thus high: and the very same day did I fight with one Samson
    1565Stockefish a Fruiterer behinde Greyes Inne: Iesu, Iesu, the
    mad dayes that I haue spent! and to see how many of my olde
    acquaintance are dead.
    Silens We shall all follow, coosin.
    Shal. Certaine, tis certaine, very sure, very sure, death (as the