Speeches (Lines) for Falstaff
in "Henry IV, Part II"
Total: 184

1

I,2,275

Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?

2

I,2,281

Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The
this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent
that intends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented
me. I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is
other men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath
overwhelm'd all her litter but one. If the Prince put thee
my service for any other reason than to set me off, why then
have no judgment. Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to
worn in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never mann'd
an agate till now; but I will inset you neither in gold nor
silver, but in vile apparel, and send you back again to your
master, for a jewel—the juvenal, the Prince your master,
chin is not yet fledge. I will sooner have a beard grow in
palm of my hand than he shall get one off his cheek; and yet
will not stick to say his face is a face-royal. God may
when he will, 'tis not a hair amiss yet. He may keep it still
a face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence out of
and yet he'll be crowing as if he had writ man ever since his
father was a bachelor. He may keep his own grace, but he's
out of mine, I can assure him. What said Master Dommelton
the satin for my short cloak and my slops?

3

I,2,323

Let him be damn'd, like the Glutton; pray God his
be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel! A rascal-yea-forsooth
bear a gentleman in hand, and then stand upon security! The
whoreson smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes, and
bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a man is through
them in honest taking-up, then they must stand upon security.
had as lief they would put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to
it with security. I look'd 'a should have sent me two and
yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he sends me
Well, he may sleep in security; for he hath the horn of
abundance, and the lightness of his wife shines through it;
yet cannot he see, though he have his own lanthorn to light
Where's Bardolph?

4

I,2,346

I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in
Smithfield. An I could get me but a wife in the stews, I were
mann'd, hors'd, and wiv'd.

5

I,2,352

Wait close; I will not see him.

6

I,2,362

Boy, tell him I am deaf.

7

I,2,368

What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not wars?
there not employment? Doth not the King lack subjects? Do not
rebels need soldiers? Though it be a shame to be on any side
one, it is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side,
it worse than the name of rebellion can tell how to make it.

8

I,2,378

Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? Setting
knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had lied in my throat
had said so.

9

I,2,386

I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that
grows to me! If thou get'st any leave of me, hang me; if thou
tak'st leave, thou wert better be hang'd. You hunt counter.
Hence! Avaunt!

10

I,2,393

My good lord! God give your lordship good time of
am glad to see your lordship abroad. I heard say your
was sick; I hope your lordship goes abroad by advice. Your
lordship, though not clean past your youth, hath yet some
of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time; and I
humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverend care of your
health.

11

I,2,407

An't please your lordship, I hear his Majesty is
with some discomfort from Wales.

12

I,2,413

And I hear, moreover, his Highness is fall'n into
same whoreson apoplexy.

13

I,2,418

This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of lethargy,
please your lordship, a kind of sleeping in the blood, a
tingling.

14

I,2,424

It hath it original from much grief, from study, and
perturbation of the brain. I have read the cause of his
in Galen; it is a kind of deafness.

15

I,2,430

Very well, my lord, very well. Rather an't please
is the disease of not listening, the malady of not marking,
I am troubled withal.

16

I,2,438

I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient.
lordship may minister the potion of imprisonment to me in
of poverty; but how I should be your patient to follow your
prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of a scruple, or
indeed a scruple itself.

17

I,2,448

As I was then advis'd by my learned counsel in the
of this land-service, I did not come.

18

I,2,453

He that buckles himself in my belt cannot live in

19

I,2,457

I would it were otherwise; I would my means were
and my waist slenderer.

20

I,2,461

The young Prince hath misled me. I am the fellow with
great belly, and he my dog.

21

I,2,470

My lord—

22

I,2,473

To wake a wolf is as bad as smell a fox.

23

I,2,476

A wassail candle, my lord—all tallow; if I did say
wax, my growth would approve the truth.

24

I,2,482

His effect of gravy, gravy,

25

I,2,486

Not so, my lord. Your ill angel is light; but hope
that looks upon me will take me without weighing. And yet in
respects, I grant, I cannot go—I cannot tell. Virtue is of
little regard in these costermongers' times that true valour
turn'd berod; pregnancy is made a tapster, and his quick wit
wasted in giving reckonings; all the other gifts appertinent
man, as the malice of this age shapes them, are not worth a
gooseberry. You that are old consider not the capacities of
that are young; you do measure the heat of our livers with
bitterness of your galls; and we that are in the vaward of
youth, must confess, are wags too.

26

I,2,516

My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the
afternoon, with a white head and something a round belly. For
voice—I have lost it with hallooing and singing of anthems.
approve my youth further, I will not. The truth is, I am only
in judgment and understanding; and he that will caper with me
a thousand marks, let him lend me the money, and have at him.
the box of the ear that the Prince gave you—he gave it like
rude prince, and you took it like a sensible lord. I have
him for it; and the young lion repents—marry, not in ashes
sackcloth, but in new silk and old sack.

27

I,2,535

God send the companion a better prince! I cannot rid
hands of him.

28

I,2,542

Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look
pray, all you that kiss my Lady Peace at home, that our
join not in a hot day; for, by the Lord, I take but two
out with me, and I mean not to sweat extraordinarily. If it
hot day, and I brandish anything but a bottle, I would I
never spit white again. There is not a dangerous action can
out his head but I am thrust upon it. Well, I cannot last
but it was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if they
have a good thing, to make it too common. If ye will needs
am an old man, you should give me rest. I would to God my
were not so terrible to the enemy as it is. I were better to
eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with
perpetual motion.

29

I,2,567

Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to
forth?

30

I,2,575

If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man can
more separate age and covetousness than 'a can part young
and lechery; but the gout galls the one, and the pox pinches
other; and so both the degrees prevent my curses. Boy!

31

I,2,583

What money is in my purse?

32

I,2,585

I can get no remedy against this consumption of the
purse; borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the
is incurable. Go bear this letter to my Lord of Lancaster;
to the Prince; this to the Earl of Westmoreland; and this to
Mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry since I
perceiv'd the first white hair of my chin. About it; you know
where to find me. [Exit PAGE] A pox of this gout! or, a
this pox! for the one or the other plays the rogue with my
toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I have the wars for my
and my pension shall seem the more reasonable. A good wit
make use of anything. I will turn diseases to commodity.

33

II,1,765

How now! whose mare's dead? What's the matter?

34

II,1,767

Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph. Cut me off the
head. Throw the quean in the channel.

35

II,1,778

Keep them off, Bardolph.

36

II,1,804

I think I am as like to ride the mare, if I have any
vantage of ground to get up.

37

II,1,811

What is the gross sum that I owe thee?

38

II,1,839

My lord, this is a poor mad soul, and she says up and
down the town that her eldest son is like you. She hath been
good case, and, the truth is, poverty hath distracted her.
for these foolish officers, I beseech you I may have redress
against them.

39

II,1,862

My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without reply.
call honourable boldness impudent sauciness; if a man will
curtsy and say nothing, he is virtuous. No, my lord, my
duty rememb'red, I will not be your suitor. I say to you I do
desire deliverance from these officers, being upon hasty
employment in the King's affairs.

40

II,1,874

Come hither, hostess.

41

II,1,879

As I am a gentleman!

42

II,1,881

As I am a gentleman! Come, no more words of it.

43

II,1,885

Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking; and for thy
walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the story of the
the German hunting, in water-work, is worth a thousand of
bed-hangers and these fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten
if thou canst. Come, and 'twere not for thy humours, there's
a better wench in England. Go, wash thy face, and draw the
action. Come, thou must not be in this humour with me; dost
know me? Come, come, I know thou wast set on to this.

44

II,1,900

Let it alone; I'll make other shift. You'll be a fool
still.

45

II,1,904

Will I live? [To BARDOLPH] Go, with her, with her;
on, hook on.

46

II,1,908

No more words; let's have her.

47

II,1,911

What's the news, my lord?

48

II,1,914

I hope, my lord, all's well. What is the news, my

49

II,1,920

Comes the King back from Wales, my noble lord?

50

II,1,923

My lord!

51

II,1,925

Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?

52

II,1,932

Will you sup with me, Master Gower?

53

II,1,936

Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool
taught them me. This is the right fencing grace, my lord; tap
tap, and so part fair.

54

II,4,1271

[Singing] 'When Arthur first in court'—Empty the
Jordan. [Exit FRANCIS]—[Singing] 'And was a worthy king'—
now, Mistress Doll!

55

II,4,1276

So is all her sect; and they be once in a calm, they
sick.

56

II,4,1282

You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll.

57

II,4,1285

If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to
the diseases, Doll. We catch of you, Doll, we catch of you;
that, my poor virtue, grant that.

58

II,4,1291

'Your brooches, pearls, and ouches.' For to serve
is to come halting off; you know, to come off the breach with
pike bent bravely, and to surgery bravely; to venture upon
charg'd chambers bravely—

59

II,4,1329

Dost thou hear, hostess?

60

II,4,1332

Dost thou hear? It is mine ancient.

61

II,4,1352

He's no swagg'rer, hostess; a tame cheater, i' faith;
may stroke him as gently as a puppy greyhound. He'll not
with a Barbary hen, if her feathers turn back in any show of
resistance. Call him up, drawer.

62

II,4,1372

Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I charge you
a cup of sack; do you discharge upon mine hostess.

63

II,4,1376

She is pistol-proof, sir; you shall not hardly offend
her.

64

II,4,1395

No more, Pistol; I would not have you go off here.
Discharge yourself of our company, Pistol.

65

II,4,1412

Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll.

66

II,4,1450

Pistol, I would be quiet.

67

II,4,1458

Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shove-groat
Nay, an 'a do nothing but speak nothing, 'a shall be nothing
here.

68

II,4,1469

Give me my rapier, boy.

69

II,4,1471

Get you down stairs.

70

II,4,1486

Have you turn'd him out a doors?

71

II,4,1490

A rascal! to brave me!

72

II,4,1497

A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a blanket.

73

II,4,1503

Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on my knee, Don. A
bragging slave! The rogue fled from me like quick-silver.

74

II,4,1513

Peace, good Doll! Do not speak like a death's-head;
not bid me remember mine end.

75

II,4,1517

A good shallow young fellow. 'A would have made a
pantler; 'a would ha' chipp'd bread well.

76

II,4,1521

He a good wit! hang him, baboon! His wit's as thick
Tewksbury mustard; there's no more conceit in him than is in
mallet.

77

II,4,1527

Because their legs are both of a bigness, and 'a
quoits well, and eats conger and fennel, and drinks off
ends for flap-dragons, and rides the wild mare with the boys,
jumps upon join'd-stools, and swears with a good grace, and
his boots very smooth, like unto the sign of the Leg, and
no bate with telling of discreet stories; and such other
faculties 'a has, that show a weak mind and an able body, for
which the Prince admits him. For the Prince himself is such
another; the weight of a hair will turn the scales between
avoirdupois.

78

II,4,1552

Kiss me, Doll.

79

II,4,1560

Thou dost give me flattering busses.

80

II,4,1562

I am old, I am old.

81

II,4,1565

What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? I shall receive
Thursday. Shalt have a cap to-morrow. A merry song, come. 'A
grows late; we'll to bed. Thou't forget me when I am gone.

82

II,4,1573

Some sack, Francis.

83

II,4,1575

Ha! a bastard son of the King's? And art thou not
his brother?

84

II,4,1581

A better than thou. I am a gentleman: thou art a

85

II,4,1587

Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, by this light
flesh and corrupt blood, thou art welcome.

86

II,4,1600

Didst thou hear me?

87

II,4,1605

No, no, no; not so; I did not think thou wast within
hearing.

88

II,4,1609

No abuse, Hal, o' mine honour; no abuse.

89

II,4,1612

No abuse, Hal.

90

II,4,1614

No abuse, Ned, i' th' world; honest Ned, none. I
disprais'd him before the wicked—that the wicked might not
in love with thee; in which doing, I have done the part of a
careful friend and a true subject; and thy father is to give
thanks for it. No abuse, Hal; none, Ned, none; no, faith,
none.

91

II,4,1633

The fiend hath prick'd down Bardolph irrecoverable;
his face is Lucifer's privy-kitchen, where he doth nothing
roast malt-worms. For the boy—there is a good angel about
but the devil outbids him too.

92

II,4,1641

For one of them—she's in hell already, and burns
souls. For th' other—I owe her money; and whether she be
for that, I know not.

93

II,4,1647

No, I think thou art not; I think thou art quit for
Marry, there is another indictment upon thee for suffering
to be eaten in thy house, contrary to the law; for the which
think thou wilt howl.

94

II,4,1659

His Grace says that which his flesh rebels against.

95

II,4,1678

Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night, and we
must hence, and leave it unpick'd. [Knocking within] More
knocking at the door!
[Re-enter BARDOLPH]
How now! What's the matter?

96

II,4,1685

[To the PAGE]. Pay the musicians, sirrah.—Farewell,
hostess; farewell, Doll. You see, my good wenches, how men of
merit are sought after; the undeserver may sleep, when the
action is call'd on. Farewell, good wenches. If I be not sent
away post, I will see you again ere I go.

97

II,4,1693

Farewell, farewell.

98

III,2,1930

I am glad to see you well, good Master Robert
Master Surecard, as I think?

99

III,2,1934

Good Master Silence, it well befits you should be of
peace.

100

III,2,1938

Fie! this is hot weather. Gentlemen, have you
here half a dozen sufficient men?

101

III,2,1942

Let me see them, I beseech you.

102

III,2,1952

Is thy name Mouldy?

103

III,2,1954

'Tis the more time thou wert us'd.

104

III,2,1958

Prick him.

105

III,2,1965

Go to; peace, Mouldy; you shall go. Mouldy, it is
you were spent.

106

III,2,1972

Yea, marry, let me have him to sit under. He's like
a cold soldier.

107

III,2,1977

Shadow, whose son art thou?

108

III,2,1979

Thy mother's son! Like enough; and thy father's
So the son of the female is the shadow of the male. It is
so indeed; but much of the father's substance!

109

III,2,1985

Shadow will serve for summer. Prick him; for we have
number of shadows fill up the muster-book.

110

III,2,1989

Where's he?

111

III,2,1991

Is thy name Wart?

112

III,2,1993

Thou art a very ragged wart.

113

III,2,1995

It were superfluous; for his apparel is built upon
back, and the whole frame stands upon pins. Prick him no

114

III,2,2003

What trade art thou, Feeble?

115

III,2,2006

You may; but if he had been a man's tailor, he'd ha'
prick'd you. Wilt thou make as many holes in an enemy's
thou hast done in a woman's petticoat?

116

III,2,2011

Well said, good woman's tailor! well said, courageous
Feeble! Thou wilt be as valiant as the wrathful dove or most
magnanimous mouse. Prick the woman's tailor—well, Master
Shallow, deep, Master Shallow.

117

III,2,2016

I would thou wert a man's tailor, that thou mightst
him and make him fit to go. I cannot put him to a private
soldier, that is the leader of so many thousands. Let that
suffice, most forcible Feeble.

118

III,2,2022

I am bound to thee, reverend Feeble. Who is next?

119

III,2,2024

Yea, marry, let's see Bullcalf.

120

III,2,2026

Fore God, a likely fellow! Come, prick me Bullcalf
he roar again.

121

III,2,2030

What, dost thou roar before thou art prick'd?

122

III,2,2032

What disease hast thou?

123

III,2,2036

Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown. We will
away thy cold; and I will take such order that thy friends
ring for thee. Is here all?

124

III,2,2045

Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot tarry
dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth, Master Shallow.

125

III,2,2050

No more of that, Master Shallow, no more of that.

126

III,2,2052

She lives, Master Shallow.

127

III,2,2054

Never, never; she would always say she could not
Master Shallow.

128

III,2,2060

Old, old, Master Shallow.

129

III,2,2068

We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow.

130

III,2,2104

Come, sir, which men shall I have?

131

III,2,2109

Go to; well.

132

III,2,2111

Do you choose for me.

133

III,2,2113

Mouldy and Bullcalf: for you, Mouldy, stay at home
you are past service; and for your part, Bullcalf, grow you
unto it. I will none of you.

134

III,2,2121

Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to choose a
Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big
assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit, Master Shallow.
Wart; you see what a ragged appearance it is. 'A shall charge
and discharge you with the motion of a pewterer's hammer,
off and on swifter than he that gibbets on the brewer's
And this same half-fac'd fellow, Shadow—give me this man. He
presents no mark to the enemy; the foeman may with as great
level at the edge of a penknife. And, for a retreat—how
will this Feeble, the woman's tailor, run off! O, give me the
spare men, and spare me the great ones. Put me a caliver into
Wart's hand, Bardolph.

135

III,2,2141

Come, manage me your caliver. So—very well. Go to;
good; exceeding good. O, give me always a little, lean, old,
chopt, bald shot. Well said, i' faith, Wart; th'art a good
Hold, there's a tester for thee.

136

III,2,2158

These fellows will do well. Master Shallow, God keep
Master Silence, I will not use many words with you: Fare you
well! Gentlemen both, I thank you. I must a dozen mile
Bardolph, give the soldiers coats.

137

III,2,2170

Fore God, would you would.

138

III,2,2172

Fare you well, gentle gentlemen. [Exeunt JUSTICES] On,
Bardolph; lead the men away. [Exeunt all but FALSTAFF] As I
return, I will fetch off these justices. I do see the bottom of
justice Shallow. Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this
vice of lying! This same starv'd justice hath done nothing but
prate to me of the wildness of his youth and the feats he hath
done about Turnbull Street; and every third word a lie, duer paid
to the hearer than the Turk's tribute. I do remember him at
Clement's Inn, like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring.
When 'a was naked, he was for all the world like a fork'd radish,
with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife. 'A was so
forlorn that his dimensions to any thick sight were invisible. 'A
was the very genius of famine; yet lecherous as a monkey, and the
whores call'd him mandrake. 'A came ever in the rearward of the
fashion, and sung those tunes to the overscutch'd huswifes that
he heard the carmen whistle, and sware they were his fancies or
his good-nights. And now is this Vice's dagger become a squire,
and talks as familiarly of John a Gaunt as if he had been sworn
brother to him; and I'll be sworn 'a ne'er saw him but once in
the Tiltyard; and then he burst his head for crowding among the
marshal's men. I saw it, and told John a Gaunt he beat his own
name; for you might have thrust him and all his apparel into an
eel-skin; the case of a treble hautboy was a mansion for him, a
court—and now has he land and beeves. Well, I'll be acquainted
with him if I return; and 't shall go hard but I'll make him a
philosopher's two stones to me. If the young dace be a bait for
the old pike, I see no reason in the law of nature but I may snap
at him. Let time shape, and there an end. Exit

139

IV,3,2579

What's your name, sir? Of what condition are you, and
what place, I pray?

140

IV,3,2584

Well then, Colville is your name, a knight is your
degree, and your place the Dale. Colville shall still be your
name, a traitor your degree, and the dungeon your place—a
deep enough; so shall you be still Colville of the Dale.

141

IV,3,2590

As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do you yield,
sir, or shall I sweat for you? If I do sweat, they are the
of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death; therefore rouse
fear and trembling, and do observance to my mercy.

142

IV,3,2599

I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of
and not a tongue of them all speaks any other word but my
An I had but a belly of any indifferency, I were simply the
active fellow in Europe. My womb, my womb, my womb undoes me.
Here comes our general.

143

IV,3,2615

I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I
knew yet but rebuke and check was the reward of valour. Do
think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? Have I, in my poor
old motion, the expedition of thought? I have speeded hither
the very extremest inch of possibility; I have found'red nine
score and odd posts; and here, travel tainted as I am, have,
my pure and immaculate valour, taken Sir John Colville of the
Dale,a most furious knight and valorous enemy. But what of
He saw me, and yielded; that I may justly say with the
fellow of Rome-I came, saw, and overcame.

144

IV,3,2633

I know not. Here he is, and here I yield him; and I
beseech your Grace, let it be book'd with the rest of this
deeds; or, by the Lord, I will have it in a particular ballad
else, with mine own picture on the top on't, Colville kissing
foot; to the which course if I be enforc'd, if you do not all
show like gilt twopences to me, and I, in the clear sky of
o'ershine you as much as the full moon doth the cinders of
element, which show like pins' heads to her, believe not the
of the noble. Therefore let me have right, and let desert

145

IV,3,2649

Let it shine, then.

146

IV,3,2651

Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me
and call it what you will.

147

IV,3,2657

And a famous true subject took him.

148

IV,3,2661

I know not how they sold themselves; but thou, like a
kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I thank thee for
thee.

149

IV,3,2676

My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go through
Gloucestershire; and, when you come to court, stand my good
pray, in your good report.

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I would you had but the wit; 'twere better than your
dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-blooded boy doth
love me; nor a man cannot make him laugh—but that's no
he drinks no wine. There's never none of these demure boys
to any proof; for thin drink doth so over-cool their blood,
making many fish-meals, that they fall into a kind of male
green-sickness; and then, when they marry, they get wenches.
are generally fools and cowards-which some of us should be
but for inflammation. A good sherris-sack hath a two-fold
operation in it. It ascends me into the brain; dries me there
the foolish and dull and crudy vapours which environ it;
apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and
delectable shapes; which delivered o'er to the voice, the
which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second
your excellent sherris is the warming of the blood; which
cold and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the
badge of pusillanimity and cowardice; but the sherris warms
and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extremes.
illumineth the face, which, as a beacon, gives warning to all
rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm; and then the vital
commoners and inland petty spirits muster me all to their
captain, the heart, who, great and puff'd up with this
doth any deed of courage—and this valour comes of sherris.
that skill in the weapon is nothing without sack, for that
it a-work; and learning, a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil
till sack commences it and sets it in act and use. Hereof
it that Prince Harry is valiant; for the cold blood he did
naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, sterile,
bare land, manured, husbanded, and till'd, with excellent
endeavour of drinking good and good store of fertile sherris,
that he is become very hot and valiant. If I had a thousand
the first humane principle I would teach them should be to
forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack.
[Enter BARDOLPH]
How now, Bardolph!

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Let them go. I'll through Gloucestershire, and there
I visit Master Robert Shallow, Esquire. I have him already
temp'ring between my finger and my thumb, and shortly will I
with him. Come away. Exeunt

152

V,1,3142

You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.

153

V,1,3205

I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow.
[Exit SHALLOW] Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt
and PAGE] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make
dozen of such bearded hermits' staves as Master Shallow. It
wonderful thing to see the semblable coherence of his men's
spirits and his. They, by observing of him, do bear
like foolish justices: he, by conversing with them, is turned
into a justice-like serving-man. Their spirits are so married
conjunction with the participation of society that they flock
together in consent, like so many wild geese. If I had a suit
Master Shallow, I would humour his men with the imputation of
being near their master; if to his men, I would curry with
Shallow that no man could better command his servants. It is
certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is
as men take diseases, one of another; therefore let men take
of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this
to keep Prince Harry in continual laughter the wearing out of
fashions, which is four terms, or two actions; and 'a shall
without intervallums. O, it is much that a lie with a slight
oath, and a jest with a sad brow will do with a fellow that
had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh
his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up!

154

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I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow.

155

V,3,3400

Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and rich.

156

V,3,3405

This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your
serving-man and your husband.

157

V,3,3418

There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll give
a health for that anon.

158

V,3,3437

I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this
mettle.

159

V,3,3449

Well said, Master Silence.

160

V,3,3452

Health and long life to you, Master Silence!

161

V,3,3477

[To SILENCE, who has drunk a bumper] Why, now you
done me right.

162

V,3,3485

'Tis so.

163

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From the court? Let him come in.
[Enter PISTOL]
How now, Pistol?

164

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What wind blew you hither, Pistol?

165

V,3,3506

I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this

166

V,3,3510

O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.

167

V,3,3532

What, is the old king dead?

168

V,3,3534

Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert
choose what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine. Pistol,
will double-charge thee with dignities.

169

V,3,3542

Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my Lord
Shallow, be what thou wilt—I am Fortune's steward. Get on
boots; we'll ride all night. O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!
[Exit BARDOLPH] Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal
devise something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master
I know the young King is sick for me. Let us take any man's
horses: the laws of England are at my commandment. Blessed
they that have been my friends; and woe to my Lord Chief

170

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Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will make the
King do you grace. I will leer upon him, as 'a comes by; and do
but mark the countenance that he will give me.

171

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Come here, Pistol; stand behind me. [To SHALLOW] O, if
I had had to have made new liveries, I would have bestowed the
thousand pound I borrowed of you. But 'tis no matter; this poor
show doth better; this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.

172

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It shows my earnestness of affection-

173

V,5,3604

My devotion—

174

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As it were, to ride day and night; and not to
not to remember, not to have patience to shift me—

175

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But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with
desire to see him; thinking of nothing else, putting all
else in oblivion, as if there were nothing else to be done
see him.

176

V,5,3628

I will deliver her.

177

V,5,3632

God save thy Grace, King Hal; my royal Hal!

178

V,5,3635

God save thee, my sweet boy!

179

V,5,3639

My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!

180

V,5,3666

Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pounds.

181

V,5,3670

That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you grieve
this; I shall be sent for in private to him. Look you, he
seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancements; I will be
man yet that shall make you great.

182

V,5,3682

Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that you
was but a colour.

183

V,5,3686

Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. Come,
Pistol; come, Bardolph. I shall be sent for soon at night.

184

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My lord, my lord—