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Henry IV, Part 1
Act 2, scene 4

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Henry IV, Part 1, culminates in the battle of Shrewsbury between the king’s army and rebels seeking his crown. The…

Act 1, scene 1

King Henry meets with his advisers to discuss his proposed crusade to the Holy Land, but the discussion turns instead…

Act 1, scene 2

Prince Hal and Sir John Falstaff taunt each other, Hal warning Falstaff that he will one day be hanged as…

Act 1, scene 3

King Henry meets with Hotspur, Hotspur’s father (Northumberland), and his uncle (Worcester) to demand that Hotspur yield his prisoners to…

Act 2, scene 1

Gadshill, the “setter” for Falstaff and his fellow thieves, seeks information at an inn about the travelers whom they plan…

Act 2, scene 2

Falstaff, Peto, Bardolph, and Gadshill rob the travelers and are, in turn, robbed by Prince Hal and Poins in disguise.

Act 2, scene 3

Hotspur reads a letter from a nobleman who refuses to join the rebellion against King Henry. Lady Percy enters to…

Act 2, scene 4

At a tavern in Eastcheap, Prince Hal and Poins amuse themselves by tormenting a young waiter while waiting for Falstaff…

Act 3, scene 1

Hotspur, Worcester, Mortimer, and the leader of the Welsh rebels, Glendower, meet in Wales to make final the terms of…

Act 3, scene 2

Prince Hal reconciles himself with his father by swearing to fight the rebels and to defeat Hotspur.

Act 3, scene 3

Falstaff tries to swindle the Hostess of the inn. Prince Hal offers Falstaff a command in the infantry.

Act 4, scene 1

Hotspur, Worcester, and Douglas learn that Hotspur’s father, Northumberland, is too sick to join them in the coming battle. They…

Act 4, scene 2

Falstaff discloses to the audience how he has misused his commission as an officer to take money from men eager…

Act 4, scene 3

As Hotspur argues with his fellow commanders about when to fight, they are visited by Sir Walter Blunt, who brings…

Act 4, scene 4

The archbishop of York and Sir Michael, who sympathize with Hotspur, debate the chances of his success against the king’s…

Act 5, scene 1

Worcester and Vernon visit the king’s camp, where Worcester repeats the grievances that he says have led to the rebellion….

Act 5, scene 2

Worcester lies to Hotspur, telling him that the king made no offer of pardon and is ready to begin the…

Act 5, scene 3

The battle begins. Douglas kills Blunt, who is disguised as King Henry. Falstaff enters alone to disclose to the audience…

Act 5, scene 4

Prince Hal saves King Henry from death at the hands of Douglas. Hal then meets Hotspur. While they are fighting,…

Act 5, scene 5

The king’s forces having won, King Henry condemns Worcester and Vernon to death, and the king and his supporters prepare…

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Scene 4
Enter Prince and Poins.

PRINCE Ned, prithee, come out of that fat room and
 lend me thy hand to laugh a little.
POINS Where hast been, Hal?
PRINCE With three or four loggerheads amongst three
5 or fourscore hogsheads. I have sounded the very
 bass string of humility. Sirrah, I am sworn brother
 to a leash of drawers, and can call them all by their
 Christian names, as Tom, Dick, and Francis. They
 take it already upon their salvation that though I be
10 but Prince of Wales, yet I am the king of courtesy,
 and tell me flatly I am no proud jack, like Falstaff,
 but a Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a good boy—by
 the Lord, so they call me—and when I am king of
 England, I shall command all the good lads in
15 Eastcheap. They call drinking deep “dyeing scarlet,”

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 and when you breathe in your watering, they
 cry “Hem!” and bid you “Play it off!” To conclude, I
 am so good a proficient in one quarter of an hour
 that I can drink with any tinker in his own language
20 during my life. I tell thee, Ned, thou hast lost much
 honor that thou wert not with me in this action; but,
 sweet Ned—to sweeten which name of Ned, I give
 thee this pennyworth of sugar, clapped even now
 into my hand by an underskinker, one that never
25 spake other English in his life than “Eight shillings
 and sixpence,” and “You are welcome,” with this
 shrill addition, “Anon, anon, sir.—Score a pint of
 bastard in the Half-moon,” or so. But, Ned, to
 drive away the time till Falstaff come, I prithee, do
30 thou stand in some by-room while I question my
 puny drawer to what end he gave me the sugar, and
 do thou never leave calling “Francis,” that his tale
 to me may be nothing but “Anon.” Step aside, and
 I’ll show thee a precedent. Poins exits.
POINS35Francis!
PRINCE Thou art perfect.
POINSFrancis!

Enter Francis, the Drawer.

FRANCIS Anon, anon, sir.—Look down into the Pomgarnet,
 Ralph.
PRINCE 40Come hither, Francis.
FRANCIS My lord?
PRINCE How long hast thou to serve, Francis?
FRANCIS Forsooth, five years, and as much as to—
POINSFrancis!
FRANCIS 45Anon, anon, sir.
PRINCE Five year! By ’r Lady, a long lease for the
 clinking of pewter! But, Francis, darest thou be
 so valiant as to play the coward with thy indenture,
 and show it a fair pair of heels, and run
50 from it?

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FRANCIS O Lord, sir, I’ll be sworn upon all the books
 in England, I could find in my heart—
POINSFrancis!
FRANCIS Anon, sir.
PRINCE 55How old art thou, Francis?
FRANCIS Let me see. About Michaelmas next, I shall
 be—
POINSFrancis!
FRANCIS Anon, sir.—Pray, stay a little, my lord.
PRINCE 60Nay, but hark you, Francis, for the sugar thou
 gavest me—’twas a pennyworth, was ’t not?
FRANCIS O Lord, I would it had been two!
PRINCE I will give thee for it a thousand pound. Ask
 me when thou wilt, and thou shalt have it.
POINS65Francis!
FRANCIS Anon, anon.
PRINCE Anon, Francis? No, Francis. But tomorrow,
 Francis; or, Francis, o’ Thursday; or indeed, Francis,
 when thou wilt. But, Francis—
FRANCIS 70My lord?
PRINCE Wilt thou rob this leathern-jerkin, crystal-button,
 not-pated, agate-ring, puke-stocking, caddis-garter,
 smooth-tongue, Spanish-pouch—
FRANCIS O Lord, sir, who do you mean?
PRINCE 75Why then, your brown bastard is your only
 drink, for look you, Francis, your white canvas
 doublet will sully. In Barbary, sir, it cannot come to
 so much.
FRANCIS What, sir?
POINS80Francis!
PRINCE Away, you rogue! Dost thou not hear them
 call?
Here they both call him. The Drawer stands amazed,
not knowing which way to go.


Enter Vintner.


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VINTNER What, stand’st thou still and hear’st such a
 calling? Look to the guests within.  Francis exits.
85 My lord, old Sir John with half a dozen more are at
 the door. Shall I let them in?
PRINCE Let them alone awhile, and then open the
 door.  Vintner exits. Poins!

Enter Poins.

POINS Anon, anon, sir.
PRINCE 90Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are
 at the door. Shall we be merry?
POINS As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark you,
 what cunning match have you made with this jest
 of the drawer. Come, what’s the issue?
PRINCE 95I am now of all humors that have showed
 themselves humors since the old days of Goodman
 Adam to the pupil age of this present twelve
 o’clock at midnight.

Enter Francis, in haste.

 What’s o’clock, Francis?
FRANCIS 100Anon, anon, sir. Francis exits.
PRINCE That ever this fellow should have fewer words
 than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His
 industry is upstairs and downstairs, his eloquence
 the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy’s
105 mind, the Hotspur of the north, he that kills me
 some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast,
 washes his hands, and says to his wife “Fie upon
 this quiet life! I want work.” “O my sweet Harry,”
 says she, “how many hast thou killed today?”
110 “Give my roan horse a drench,” says he, and answers
 “Some fourteen,” an hour after. “A trifle, a
 trifle.” I prithee, call in Falstaff. I’ll play Percy,
 and that damned brawn shall play Dame Mortimer
 his wife. “Rivo!” says the drunkard. Call in
115 Ribs, call in Tallow.

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Enter Falstaff, Gadshill, Peto, Bardolph;
and Francis, with wine.


POINS Welcome, Jack. Where hast thou been?
FALSTAFF A plague of all cowards, I say, and a vengeance
 too! Marry and amen!—Give me a cup of
 sack, boy.—Ere I lead this life long, I’ll sew netherstocks
120 and mend them, and foot them too. A plague
 of all cowards!—Give me a cup of sack, rogue!—Is
 there no virtue extant? He drinketh.
PRINCE Didst thou never see Titan kiss a dish of
 butter—pitiful-hearted Titan!—that melted at the
125 sweet tale of the sun’s? If thou didst, then behold
 that compound.
FALSTAFFYou rogue, here’s lime in this
 sack too.—There is nothing but roguery to be
 found in villainous man, yet a coward is worse than
130 a cup of sack with lime in it. A villainous coward! Go
 thy ways, old Jack. Die when thou wilt. If manhood,
 good manhood, be not forgot upon the face of the
 Earth, then am I a shotten herring. There lives not
 three good men unhanged in England, and one of
135 them is fat and grows old, God help the while. A bad
 world, I say. I would I were a weaver. I could sing
 psalms, or anything. A plague of all cowards, I say
 still.
PRINCE How now, woolsack, what mutter you?
FALSTAFF 140A king’s son! If I do not beat thee out of thy
 kingdom with a dagger of lath, and drive all thy
 subjects afore thee like a flock of wild geese, I’ll
 never wear hair on my face more. You, Prince of
 Wales!
PRINCE 145Why, you whoreson round man, what’s the
 matter?
FALSTAFF Are not you a coward? Answer me to that—
 and Poins there?

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POINS Zounds, you fat paunch, an you call me coward,
150 by the Lord, I’ll stab thee.
FALSTAFF I call thee coward? I’ll see thee damned ere
 I call thee coward, but I would give a thousand
 pound I could run as fast as thou canst. You are
 straight enough in the shoulders you care not who
155 sees your back. Call you that backing of your
 friends? A plague upon such backing! Give me them
 that will face me.—Give me a cup of sack.—I am a
 rogue if I drunk today.
PRINCE O villain, thy lips are scarce wiped since thou
160 drunk’st last.
FALSTAFF All is one for that.  (He drinketh.) A plague of
 all cowards, still say I.
PRINCE What’s the matter?
FALSTAFF What’s the matter? There be four of us here
165 have ta’en a thousand pound this day morning.
PRINCE Where is it, Jack, where is it?
FALSTAFF Where is it? Taken from us it is. A hundred
 upon poor four of us.
PRINCE What, a hundred, man?
FALSTAFF 170I am a rogue if I were not at half-sword
 with a dozen of them two hours together. I have
 ’scaped by miracle. I am eight times thrust through
 the doublet, four through the hose, my buckler
 cut through and through, my sword hacked like
175 a handsaw. Ecce signum! I never dealt better since
 I was a man. All would not do. A plague of
 all cowards! Let them speak.  Pointing to Gadshill,
 Bardolph, and Peto. 
If they speak more or
 less than truth, they are villains, and the sons of
180 darkness.
PRINCE Speak, sirs, how was it?
BARDOLPH We four set upon some dozen.
FALSTAFF Sixteen at least, my lord.
BARDOLPH And bound them.

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PETO 185No, no, they were not bound.
FALSTAFF You rogue, they were bound, every man of
 them, or I am a Jew else, an Ebrew Jew.
BARDOLPH As we were sharing, some six or seven
 fresh men set upon us.
FALSTAFF 190And unbound the rest, and then come in the
 other.
PRINCE What, fought you with them all?
FALSTAFF All? I know not what you call all, but if I
 fought not with fifty of them I am a bunch of
195 radish. If there were not two- or three-and-fifty
 upon poor old Jack, then am I no two-legged
 creature.
PRINCE Pray God you have not murdered some of
 them.
FALSTAFF 200Nay, that’s past praying for. I have peppered
 two of them. Two I am sure I have paid, two rogues
 in buckram suits. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell thee a
 lie, spit in my face, call me horse. Thou knowest my
 old ward. Here I lay, and thus I bore my point. Four
205 rogues in buckram let drive at me.
PRINCE What, four? Thou said’st but two even now.
FALSTAFF Four, Hal, I told thee four.
POINS Ay, ay, he said four.
FALSTAFF These four came all afront, and mainly
210 thrust at me. I made me no more ado, but took all
 their seven points in my target, thus.
PRINCE Seven? Why there were but four even now.
FALSTAFF In buckram?
POINS Ay, four in buckram suits.
FALSTAFF 215Seven by these hilts, or I am a villain else.
PRINCEPrithee, let him alone. We shall have
 more anon.
FALSTAFF Dost thou hear me, Hal?
PRINCE Ay, and mark thee too, Jack.

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FALSTAFF 220Do so, for it is worth the listening to. These
 nine in buckram that I told thee of—
PRINCE So, two more already.
FALSTAFF Their points being broken—
POINS Down fell their hose.
FALSTAFF 225Began to give me ground, but I followed me
 close, came in foot and hand, and, with a thought,
 seven of the eleven I paid.
PRINCE O monstrous! Eleven buckram men grown out
 of two!
FALSTAFF 230But as the devil would have it, three misbegotten
 knaves in Kendal green came at my back,
 and let drive at me, for it was so dark, Hal, that thou
 couldst not see thy hand.
PRINCE These lies are like their father that begets
235 them, gross as a mountain, open, palpable. Why,
 thou claybrained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou
 whoreson, obscene, greasy tallow-catch—
FALSTAFF What, art thou mad? Art thou mad? Is not
 the truth the truth?
PRINCE 240Why, how couldst thou know these men in
 Kendal green when it was so dark thou couldst not
 see thy hand? Come, tell us your reason. What sayest
 thou to this?
POINS Come, your reason, Jack, your reason.
FALSTAFF 245What, upon compulsion? Zounds, an I were
 at the strappado or all the racks in the world, I
 would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a
 reason on compulsion? If reasons were as plentiful
 as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon
250 compulsion, I.
PRINCE I’ll be no longer guilty of this sin. This sanguine
 coward, this bed-presser, this horse-backbreaker,
 this huge hill of flesh—
FALSTAFF ’Sblood, you starveling, you elfskin, you
255 dried neat’s tongue, you bull’s pizzle, you stockfish!

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 O, for breath to utter what is like thee! You tailor’s
 yard, you sheath, you bowcase, you vile standing
 tuck—
PRINCE Well, breathe awhile, and then to it again, and
260 when thou hast tired thyself in base comparisons,
 hear me speak but this.
POINS Mark, Jack.
PRINCE We two saw you four set on four, and bound
 them and were masters of their wealth. Mark now
265 how a plain tale shall put you down. Then did we
 two set on you four and, with a word, outfaced you
 from your prize, and have it, yea, and can show it
 you here in the house. And, Falstaff, you carried
 your guts away as nimbly, with as quick dexterity,
270 and roared for mercy, and still run and roared, as
 ever I heard bull-calf. What a slave art thou to hack
 thy sword as thou hast done, and then say it was in
 fight! What trick, what device, what starting-hole
 canst thou now find out to hide thee from this open
275 and apparent shame?
POINS Come, let’s hear, Jack. What trick hast thou
 now?
FALSTAFF By the Lord, I knew you as well as he that
 made you. Why, hear you, my masters, was it for
280 me to kill the heir apparent? Should I turn upon the
 true prince? Why, thou knowest I am as valiant as
 Hercules, but beware instinct. The lion will not
 touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter.
 I was now a coward on instinct. I shall think
285 the better of myself, and thee, during my life—
 I for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
 But, by the Lord, lads, I am glad you have the
 money.—Hostess, clap to the doors.—Watch tonight,
 pray tomorrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts
290 of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to
 you. What, shall we be merry? Shall we have a play
 extempore?

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PRINCE Content, and the argument shall be thy running
 away.
FALSTAFF 295Ah, no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me.

Enter Hostess.

HOSTESS O Jesu, my lord the Prince—
PRINCE How now, my lady the hostess, what sayst thou
 to me?
HOSTESS Marry, my lord, there is a nobleman of the
300 court at door would speak with you. He says he
 comes from your father.
PRINCE Give him as much as will make him a royal
 man and send him back again to my mother.
FALSTAFF What manner of man is he?
HOSTESS 305An old man.
FALSTAFF What doth Gravity out of his bed at midnight?
 Shall I give him his answer?
PRINCE Prithee do, Jack.
FALSTAFF Faith, and I’ll send him packing. He exits.
PRINCE 310Now, sirs.  To Gadshill. By ’r Lady, you fought
 fair.—So did you, Peto.—So did you, Bardolph.—
 You are lions too. You ran away upon instinct. You
 will not touch the true prince. No, fie!
BARDOLPH Faith, I ran when I saw others run.
PRINCE 315Faith, tell me now in earnest, how came Falstaff’s
 sword so hacked?
PETO Why, he hacked it with his dagger and said he
 would swear truth out of England but he would
 make you believe it was done in fight, and persuaded
320 us to do the like.
BARDOLPH Yea, and to tickle our noses with speargrass
 to make them bleed, and then to beslubber our
 garments with it, and swear it was the blood of true
 men. I did that I did not this seven year before: I
325 blushed to hear his monstrous devices.
PRINCE O villain, thou stolest a cup of sack eighteen

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 years ago, and wert taken with the manner, and ever
 since thou hast blushed extempore. Thou hadst fire
 and sword on thy side, and yet thou ran’st away.
330 What instinct hadst thou for it?
BARDOLPH My lord, do you see these meteors? Do you
 behold these exhalations?
PRINCE I do.
BARDOLPH What think you they portend?
PRINCE 335Hot livers and cold purses.
BARDOLPH Choler, my lord, if rightly taken.
PRINCE No. If rightly taken, halter.

Enter Falstaff.

 Here comes lean Jack. Here comes bare-bone.—
 How now, my sweet creature of bombast? How long
340 is ’t ago, Jack, since thou sawest thine own knee?
FALSTAFF My own knee? When I was about thy years,
 Hal, I was not an eagle’s talon in the waist. I could
 have crept into any alderman’s thumb-ring. A
 plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a
345 bladder. There’s villainous news abroad. Here was
 Sir John Bracy from your father. You must to the
 court in the morning. That same mad fellow of the
 north, Percy, and he of Wales that gave Amamon the
 bastinado, and made Lucifer cuckold, and swore
350 the devil his true liegeman upon the cross of a
 Welsh hook—what a plague call you him?
POINS Owen Glendower.
FALSTAFF Owen, Owen, the same, and his son-in-law
 Mortimer, and old Northumberland, and that
355 sprightly Scot of Scots, Douglas, that runs a-horseback
 up a hill perpendicular—
PRINCE He that rides at high speed, and with his pistol
 kills a sparrow flying.
FALSTAFF You have hit it.
PRINCE 360So did he never the sparrow.

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FALSTAFF Well, that rascal hath good mettle in him. He
 will not run.
PRINCE Why, what a rascal art thou then to praise him
 so for running?
FALSTAFF 365A-horseback, you cuckoo, but afoot he will
 not budge a foot.
PRINCE Yes, Jack, upon instinct.
FALSTAFF I grant you, upon instinct. Well, he is there
 too, and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps
370 more. Worcester is stolen away tonight. Thy father’s
 beard is turned white with the news. You may buy
 land now as cheap as stinking mackerel.
PRINCE Why then, it is like if there come a hot June,
 and this civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenheads
375 as they buy hobnails, by the hundreds.
FALSTAFF By the Mass, thou sayest true. It is like we
 shall have good trading that way. But tell me, Hal,
 art not thou horrible afeard? Thou being heir
 apparent, could the world pick thee out three such
380 enemies again as that fiend Douglas, that spirit
 Percy, and that devil Glendower? Art thou not
 horribly afraid? Doth not thy blood thrill at it?
PRINCE Not a whit, i’ faith. I lack some of thy instinct.
FALSTAFF Well, thou wilt be horribly chid tomorrow
385 when thou comest to thy father. If thou love me,
 practice an answer.
PRINCE Do thou stand for my father and examine me
 upon the particulars of my life.
FALSTAFF Shall I? Content.  He sits down. This chair
390 shall be my state, this dagger my scepter, and this
 cushion my crown.
PRINCE Thy state is taken for a joined stool, thy golden
 scepter for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich
 crown for a pitiful bald crown.
FALSTAFF 395Well, an the fire of grace be not quite out of
 thee, now shalt thou be moved.—Give me a cup of

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 sack to make my eyes look red, that it may be
 thought I have wept, for I must speak in passion,
 and I will do it in King Cambyses’ vein.
PRINCE400Well, here is my leg.
FALSTAFF And here is my speech.  As King. Stand
 aside, nobility.
HOSTESS O Jesu, this is excellent sport, i’ faith!
FALSTAFF , as King 
 Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.
HOSTESS 405O the Father, how he holds his countenance!
FALSTAFF , as King 
 For God’s sake, lords, convey my tristful queen,
 For tears do stop the floodgates of her eyes.
HOSTESS O Jesu, he doth it as like one of these harlotry
 players as ever I see.
FALSTAFF 410Peace, good pint-pot. Peace, good tickle-brain.—
  As King. Harry, I do not only marvel
 where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou
 art accompanied. For though the camomile, the
 more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, so youth,
415 the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears. That
 thou art my son I have partly thy mother’s word,
 partly my own opinion, but chiefly a villainous
 trick of thine eye and a foolish hanging of thy
 nether lip that doth warrant me. If then thou be
420 son to me, here lies the point: why, being son to
 me, art thou so pointed at? Shall the blessed sun of
 heaven prove a micher and eat blackberries? A
 question not to be asked. Shall the son of England
 prove a thief and take purses? A question to be
425 asked. There is a thing, Harry, which thou hast
 often heard of, and it is known to many in our land
 by the name of pitch. This pitch, as ancient writers
 do report, doth defile; so doth the company thou
 keepest. For, Harry, now I do not speak to thee in
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 not in words only, but in woes also. And yet there is
 a virtuous man whom I have often noted in thy
 company, but I know not his name.
PRINCE What manner of man, an it like your Majesty?
FALSTAFF435A goodly portly man, i’ faith, and a
 corpulent; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a
 most noble carriage, and, as I think, his age some
 fifty, or, by ’r Lady, inclining to threescore; and now
 I remember me, his name is Falstaff. If that man
440 should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me, for, Harry,
 I see virtue in his looks. If then the tree may be
 known by the fruit, as the fruit by the tree, then
 peremptorily I speak it: there is virtue in that
 Falstaff; him keep with, the rest banish. And tell me
445 now, thou naughty varlet, tell me where hast thou
 been this month?
PRINCE Dost thou speak like a king? Do thou stand for
 me, and I’ll play my father.
FALSTAFFDepose me? If thou dost it half so
450 gravely, so majestically, both in word and matter,
 hang me up by the heels for a rabbit-sucker or a
 poulter’s hare.
PRINCEWell, here I am set.
FALSTAFF And here I stand.—Judge, my masters.
PRINCE455Now, Harry, whence come you?
FALSTAFFMy noble lord, from Eastcheap.
PRINCEThe complaints I hear of thee are
 grievous.
FALSTAFF’Sblood, my lord, they are false.
460 —Nay, I’ll tickle you for a young prince, i’ faith.
PRINCESwearest thou? Ungracious boy,
 henceforth ne’er look on me. Thou art violently
 carried away from grace. There is a devil haunts
 thee in the likeness of an old fat man. A tun of man
465 is thy companion. Why dost thou converse with that
 trunk of humors, that bolting-hutch of beastliness,

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 that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard
 of sack, that stuffed cloakbag of guts, that roasted
 Manningtree ox with the pudding in his belly, that
470 reverend Vice, that gray iniquity, that father ruffian,
 that vanity in years? Wherein is he good, but to taste
 sack and drink it? Wherein neat and cleanly but to
 carve a capon and eat it? Wherein cunning but in
 craft? Wherein crafty but in villainy? Wherein villainous
475 but in all things? Wherein worthy but in
 nothing?
FALSTAFFI would your Grace would take
 me with you. Whom means your Grace?
PRINCEThat villainous abominable misleader
480 of youth, Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan.
FALSTAFFMy lord, the man I know.
PRINCEI know thou dost.
FALSTAFFBut to say I know more harm in
 him than in myself were to say more than I know.
485 That he is old, the more the pity; his white hairs do
 witness it. But that he is, saving your reverence, a
 whoremaster, that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar
 be a fault, God help the wicked. If to be old and
 merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know is
490 damned. If to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh’s
 lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord,
 banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins, but for
 sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack
 Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more
495 valiant being as he is old Jack Falstaff, banish not
 him thy Harry’s company, banish not him thy
 Harry’s company. Banish plump Jack, and banish
 all the world.
PRINCE I do, I will.
A loud knocking, and Bardolph, Hostess, and
Francis exit.


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Enter Bardolph running.

BARDOLPH 500O my lord, my lord, the Sheriff with a most
 monstrous watch is at the door.
FALSTAFF Out, you rogue.—Play out the play. I have
 much to say in the behalf of that Falstaff.

Enter the Hostess.

HOSTESS O Jesu, my lord, my lord—
PRINCE 505Heigh, heigh, the devil rides upon a fiddlestick.
 What’s the matter?
HOSTESS The Sheriff and all the watch are at the door.
 They are come to search the house. Shall I let them
 in?
FALSTAFF 510Dost thou hear, Hal? Never call a true piece
 of gold a counterfeit. Thou art essentially made
 without seeming so.
PRINCE And thou a natural coward without instinct.
FALSTAFF I deny your major. If you will deny the
515 Sheriff, so; if not, let him enter. If I become not a
 cart as well as another man, a plague on my
 bringing up. I hope I shall as soon be strangled with
 a halter as another.
PRINCEGo hide thee behind the arras. The
520 rest walk up above.—Now, my masters, for a true
 face and good conscience.
FALSTAFF Both which I have had, but their date is out;
 and therefore I’ll hide me. He hides.
PRINCE Call in the Sheriff.
All but the Prince and Peto exit.

Enter Sheriff and the Carrier.

PRINCE 
525 Now, Master Sheriff, what is your will with me?
SHERIFF 
 First pardon me, my lord. A hue and cry
 Hath followed certain men unto this house.

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PRINCE What men?
SHERIFF 
 One of them is well known, my gracious lord.
530 A gross fat man.
CARRIER  As fat as butter.
PRINCE 
 The man I do assure you is not here,
 For I myself at this time have employed him.
 And, sheriff, I will engage my word to thee
535 That I will by tomorrow dinner time
 Send him to answer thee or any man
 For anything he shall be charged withal.
 And so let me entreat you leave the house.
SHERIFF 
 I will, my lord. There are two gentlemen
540 Have in this robbery lost three hundred marks.
PRINCE 
 It may be so. If he have robbed these men,
 He shall be answerable; and so farewell.
SHERIFF Good night, my noble lord.
PRINCE 
 I think it is good morrow, is it not?
SHERIFF 
545 Indeed, my lord, I think it be two o’clock.
He exits with the Carrier.
PRINCE This oily rascal is known as well as Paul’s. Go
 call him forth.
PETO Falstaff!—Fast asleep behind the arras, and
 snorting like a horse.
PRINCE 550Hark, how hard he fetches breath. Search his
 pockets.  (He searcheth his pocket, and findeth certain
 papers.) 
What hast thou found?
PETO Nothing but papers, my lord.
PRINCE Let’s see what they be. Read them.
PETO  reads 
555 Item, a capon,…2s. 2d.

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 Item, sauce,…4d.
 Item, sack, two gallons,…5s. 8d.
 Item, anchovies and sack after supper,…2s. 6d.
 Item, bread,…ob.

PRINCE 560O monstrous! But one halfpennyworth of
 bread to this intolerable deal of sack? What there is
 else, keep close. We’ll read it at more advantage.
 There let him sleep till day. I’ll to the court in the
 morning. We must all to the wars, and thy place
565 shall be honorable. I’ll procure this fat rogue a
 charge of foot, and I know his death will be a march
 of twelve score. The money shall be paid back again
 with advantage. Be with me betimes in the morning,
 and so good morrow, Peto.
PETO 570Good morrow, good my lord.
They exit.