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Act 3, scene 3
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Henry IV, Part 1
Act 3, scene 3



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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 3
Enter Falstaff and Bardolph.

FALSTAFF Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely since
 this last action? Do I not bate? Do I not dwindle?
 Why, my skin hangs about me like an old lady’s
 loose gown. I am withered like an old applejohn.
5 Well, I’ll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in
 some liking. I shall be out of heart shortly, and then
 I shall have no strength to repent. An I have not
 forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I
 am a peppercorn, a brewer’s horse. The inside of a
10 church! Company, villainous company, hath been
 the spoil of me.
BARDOLPH Sir John, you are so fretful you cannot live
FALSTAFF Why, there is it. Come, sing me a bawdy
15 song, make me merry. I was as virtuously given as a
 gentleman need to be, virtuous enough: swore
 little; diced not above seven times—a week; went to
 a bawdy house not above once in a quarter—of an
 hour; paid money that I borrowed—three or four
20 times; lived well and in good compass; and now I
 live out of all order, out of all compass.
BARDOLPH Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that you must

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ACT 3. SC. 3

 needs be out of all compass, out of all reasonable
 compass, Sir John.
FALSTAFF 25Do thou amend thy face, and I’ll amend my
 life. Thou art our admiral, thou bearest the lantern
 in the poop, but ’tis in the nose of thee. Thou art the
 Knight of the Burning Lamp.
BARDOLPH Why, Sir John, my face does you no harm.
FALSTAFF 30No, I’ll be sworn, I make as good use of it as
 many a man doth of a death’s-head or a memento
. I never see thy face but I think upon hellfire
 and Dives that lived in purple, for there he is in his
 robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any way given
35 to virtue, I would swear by thy face. My oath should
 be “By this fire, that’s God’s angel.” But thou art
 altogether given over, and wert indeed, but for the
 light in thy face, the son of utter darkness. When
 thou ran’st up Gad’s Hill in the night to catch my
40 horse, if I did not think thou hadst been an ignis
, or a ball of wildfire, there’s no purchase in
 money. O, thou art a perpetual triumph, an everlasting
 bonfire-light. Thou hast saved me a thousand
 marks in links and torches, walking with thee in the
45 night betwixt tavern and tavern, but the sack that
 thou hast drunk me would have bought me lights as
 good cheap at the dearest chandler’s in Europe. I
 have maintained that salamander of yours with fire
 any time this two-and-thirty years, God reward me
50 for it.
BARDOLPH ’Sblood, I would my face were in your
FALSTAFF Godamercy, so should I be sure to be

Enter Hostess.

55 How now, Dame Partlet the hen, have you enquired
 yet who picked my pocket?

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ACT 3. SC. 3

HOSTESS Why, Sir John, what do you think, Sir John,
 do you think I keep thieves in my house? I have
 searched, I have enquired, so has my husband,
60 man by man, boy by boy, servant by servant.
 The tithe of a hair was never lost in my house
FALSTAFF You lie, hostess. Bardolph was shaved and
 lost many a hair, and I’ll be sworn my pocket was
65 picked. Go to, you are a woman, go.
HOSTESS Who, I? No, I defy thee! God’s light, I was
 never called so in mine own house before.
FALSTAFF Go to, I know you well enough.
HOSTESS No, Sir John, you do not know me, Sir John. I
70 know you, Sir John. You owe me money, Sir John,
 and now you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it. I
 bought you a dozen of shirts to your back.
FALSTAFF Dowlas, filthy dowlas. I have given them
 away to bakers’ wives; they have made bolters of
75 them.
HOSTESS Now, as I am a true woman, holland of eight
 shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, Sir
 John, for your diet and by-drinkings and money
 lent you, four-and-twenty pound.
FALSTAFF80, pointing to Bardolph He had his part of it.
 Let him pay.
HOSTESS He? Alas, he is poor. He hath nothing.
FALSTAFF How, poor? Look upon his face. What call
 you rich? Let them coin his nose. Let them coin his
85 cheeks. I’ll not pay a denier. What, will you make a
 younker of me? Shall I not take mine ease in mine
 inn but I shall have my pocket picked? I have lost a
 seal ring of my grandfather’s worth forty mark.
HOSTESS, to Bardolph O Jesu, I have heard the Prince
90 tell him, I know not how oft, that that ring was
FALSTAFF How? The Prince is a jack, a sneak-up.

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ACT 3. SC. 3

 ’Sblood, an he were here, I would cudgel him like a
 dog if he would say so.

Enter the Prince marching, with Peto, and Falstaff
meets him playing upon his truncheon like a fife.

95 How now, lad, is the wind in that door, i’ faith? Must
 we all march?
BARDOLPH Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion.
HOSTESS, to Prince My lord, I pray you, hear me.
PRINCE What say’st thou, Mistress Quickly? How doth
100 thy husband? I love him well; he is an honest man.
HOSTESS Good my lord, hear me.
FALSTAFF Prithee, let her alone, and list to me.
PRINCE What say’st thou, Jack?
FALSTAFF The other night I fell asleep here, behind the
105 arras, and had my pocket picked. This house is
 turned bawdy house; they pick pockets.
PRINCE What didst thou lose, Jack?
FALSTAFF Wilt thou believe me, Hal, three or four
 bonds of forty pound apiece, and a seal ring of my
110 grandfather’s.
PRINCE A trifle, some eightpenny matter.
HOSTESS So I told him, my lord, and I said I heard
 your Grace say so. And, my lord, he speaks most
 vilely of you, like a foul-mouthed man, as he is, and
115 said he would cudgel you.
PRINCE What, he did not!
HOSTESS There’s neither faith, truth, nor womanhood
 in me else.
FALSTAFF There’s no more faith in thee than in a
120 stewed prune, nor no more truth in thee than in a
 drawn fox, and for womanhood, Maid Marian may
 be the deputy’s wife of the ward to thee. Go, you
 thing, go.
HOSTESS Say, what thing, what thing?
FALSTAFF 125What thing? Why, a thing to thank God on.

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ACT 3. SC. 3

HOSTESS I am no thing to thank God on, I would thou
 shouldst know it! I am an honest man’s wife, and,
 setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave to
 call me so.
FALSTAFF 130Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a
 beast to say otherwise.
HOSTESS Say, what beast, thou knave, thou?
FALSTAFF What beast? Why, an otter.
PRINCE An otter, Sir John. Why an otter?
FALSTAFF 135Why, she’s neither fish nor flesh; a man
 knows not where to have her.
HOSTESS Thou art an unjust man in saying so. Thou or
 any man knows where to have me, thou knave,
PRINCE 140Thou sayst true, hostess, and he slanders thee
 most grossly.
HOSTESS So he doth you, my lord, and said this other
 day you owed him a thousand pound.
PRINCE Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand pound?
FALSTAFF 145A thousand pound, Hal? A million. Thy love is
 worth a million; thou owest me thy love.
HOSTESS Nay, my lord, he called you “jack,” and said
 he would cudgel you.
FALSTAFF Did I, Bardolph?
BARDOLPH 150Indeed, Sir John, you said so.
FALSTAFF Yea, if he said my ring was copper.
PRINCE I say ’tis copper. Darest thou be as good as thy
 word now?
FALSTAFF Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but
155 man, I dare, but as thou art prince, I fear thee as I
 fear the roaring of the lion’s whelp.
PRINCE And why not as the lion?
FALSTAFF The King himself is to be feared as the lion.
 Dost thou think I’ll fear thee as I fear thy father?
160 Nay, an I do, I pray God my girdle break.
PRINCE O, if it should, how would thy guts fall about

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ACT 3. SC. 3

 thy knees! But, sirrah, there’s no room for faith,
 truth, nor honesty in this bosom of thine. It is all
 filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an honest
165 woman with picking thy pocket? Why, thou whoreson,
 impudent, embossed rascal, if there were
 anything in thy pocket but tavern reckonings,
 memorandums of bawdy houses, and one poor
 pennyworth of sugar candy to make thee long-winded,
170 if thy pocket were enriched with any other
 injuries but these, I am a villain. And yet you will
 stand to it! You will not pocket up wrong! Art thou
 not ashamed?
FALSTAFF Dost thou hear, Hal? Thou knowest in the
175 state of innocency Adam fell, and what should poor
 Jack Falstaff do in the days of villainy? Thou seest I
 have more flesh than another man and therefore
 more frailty. You confess, then, you picked my
PRINCE 180It appears so by the story.
FALSTAFF Hostess, I forgive thee. Go make ready
 breakfast, love thy husband, look to thy servants,
 cherish thy guests. Thou shalt find me tractable
 to any honest reason. Thou seest I am pacified still.
185 Nay, prithee, begone.  (Hostess exits.) Now, Hal, to
 the news at court. For the robbery, lad, how is that
PRINCE O, my sweet beef, I must still be good angel to
 thee. The money is paid back again.
FALSTAFF 190O, I do not like that paying back. ’Tis a double
PRINCE I am good friends with my father and may do
FALSTAFF Rob me the Exchequer the first thing thou
195 dost, and do it with unwashed hands too.
BARDOLPH Do, my lord.
PRINCE I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of foot.

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ACT 3. SC. 3

FALSTAFF I would it had been of horse. Where shall I
 find one that can steal well? O, for a fine thief of
200 the age of two-and-twenty or thereabouts! I am heinously
 unprovided. Well, God be thanked for these
 rebels. They offend none but the virtuous. I laud
 them; I praise them.
PRINCE Bardolph.
BARDOLPH 205My lord.
PRINCE , handing Bardolph papers 
 Go, bear this letter to Lord John of Lancaster,
 To my brother John; this to my Lord of
 Westmoreland. Bardolph exits.
 Go, Peto, to horse, to horse, for thou and I
210 Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time.
Peto exits.
 Jack, meet me tomorrow in the Temple hall
 At two o’clock in the afternoon;
 There shalt thou know thy charge, and there receive
 Money and order for their furniture.
215 The land is burning. Percy stands on high,
 And either we or they must lower lie. He exits.
 Rare words, brave world!—Hostess, my breakfast,
 O, I could wish this tavern were my drum.
He exits.