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War. 'Tis callid Jerusalem, my noble lord.
K. Hen. Laud be to God!-even there

my

life must end. It hath been prophesied to me many years, I should not die but in Jerusalem; Which vainly I suppos'd, the Holy Land:But, bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie; In that Jerusalem shall Harry die [Exeunt.

ACT V.

SCENE I Glostershire. A Hall in Shallow's

House.

Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and Page.

Shal. By cock and pye, sir, you shall not away to-night. -What, Davy, I say!

Fal. You must excuse me, master Robert Shallow.

Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be excused; excuses shall not be admitted; there is no excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused.—Why, Davy!

Enter Davy. Davy. Here, sir.

Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy,–let me see, Davy; let me see:-yea, marry, William cook, bid him come hither.—Sir John, you shall not be excused.

Davy. Marry, sir, thus;—those precepts cannot be served:' and, again, sir,-Shall we sow the headland with wheat?

- those precepts cannot be served:] Precept is a justice's warrant. To the offices which Falstaff gives Davy is the following scene, may be added that of justice's clerk. Davy has almost as many employments as Scrub in The Stratagem.

Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for an cook ;--Are there no young pigecas! ?

Davy. Yes, sir. Here is now the sectos note, for shoeing, and plough-irons.

Shal. Let it be cast, and paid:-sir John, you shall not be excused.

Davy. Now, sir, a new link to the backet must needs be had:-And, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other day at Hinckley fair?

Shal. He shall answer it:--Some pigeons, Davy; a couple of short-legged hens; a joint of mutton ; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.

Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?

Shal. Yes, Davy. I will use him well; A friend i'the court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves, and will backbite.

Davy. No worse than they are back-bitten, sir; for they have marvellous foul linen.

Shal. Well conceited, Davy. About thy business, Davy.

Davy. I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of Wincot against Clement Perkes of the hill.

Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against that Visor; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge.

Davy. I grant your worship, that he is a knave, sir: but yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some countenance at his friend's request. An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have served your worship truly, sir, this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I beseech your worship, let him be countenanced.

* Let it be cast,] That is, cast up, computed.

Shal. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy. (Exit Davy.] Where are you, sir John? Come, off with your boots.-Give me your hand, master Bardolph.

Bard. I am glad to see your worship.

Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind master Bardolph:—and welcome, my tall fellow. (To the Page.] Come, sir John.

[Exit Shallow. Fal. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow. Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page.] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four dozen of such bearded hermit's-staves? as master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing, to see the semblable coherence of his inen's spirits and his: They, by observing him, do bear themselves like foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is turned into a justice-like serving-man; their spirits are so married in conjunction with the participation of society, that they flock together in consent, like so many wild-geese. If I had a suit to master Shallow, I would humour his men, with the imputation of being near their master :' if to his men, I would curry with master Shallow, that no man could better command his servants. It is certain, that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is caught, as men take diseases, one of another: therefore, let men take heed of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this Shallow, to keep prince Harry in continual laughter, the wearing out of six

?- bearded hermit's-staves —] He had before called him the starved justice. His want of Aesh is a standing jest.

near their master;] i. e. admitted to their master's confidence.

fashions, (which is four terms or two actions, and he shall laugh 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 never had the ache' in his shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh, till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up.

Shal. [Within.] Sir John! Fal. I come, master Shallow; I come, master Shallow.

[Exit FalstAPP.

SCENE II.

Westminster. A Room in the Palace.

Enter WARWICK, and the Lord Chief Justice.
War. How now, my lord chief justice? whither

away?
Ch. Just. How doth the king ?
War. Exceeding well; his cares are now all

ended.
Ch. Just. I hope, not dead.
War.

He's walk'd the way of nature;
And, to our purposes, he lives no more.
Ch. Just. I would, his majesty had call’d me with

him: The service that I truly did his life, Hath left me open to all injuries. War. Indeed, I think, the young king loves you

not. Ch. Just. I know, he doth not; and do arm my

self,

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- two actions,] There is something humorous in making a spendthrift compute time by the operation of an action for debt.

- fellow that never had the ache —] That is, a young fel. low, one whose disposition to merriment time and pain have not yet impaired.

To welcome the condition of the time;
Which cannot look more hideously upon ine
Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.

Enter Prince John, Prince HUMPHREY, CLARENCE,

WESTMORELAND, and Others.
Wur. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry:
O, that the living Harry had the temper
Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen!
How many nobles then should hold their places,
That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort!

Ch. Just. Alas! I fear, all will be overturn'd.
P. John. Good morrow, cousin Warwick.
P. Humph. Cla. Good morrow, cousin.
P. John. We meet like men that had forgot to

speak.
War. We do remember; but our argument
Is all too heavy to admit much talk.
P. John. Well, peace be with him that hath made

us heavy! Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier ! P. Humph. O, good my lord, you have lost a

friend, indeed: And I dare swear, you borrow not that face Of seeming sorrow; it is, sure, your own. P. John. Though no man be assur'd what grace

to find, You stand in coldest expectation: I am the sorrier; 'would, 'twere otherwise.

Cla. Well, you must now speak sir John Falstaff

fair;

Which swims against your stream of quality.
Ch. Just. Sweet princes, what I did, I did in ho-

nour,
Led by the impartial conduct of my

soul; And never shall you see, that I will beg

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