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Bard. An you do not make him bo hanged among Poins. I am your shadow, my lord ; PN follow you, the gallows shall have wrong.

you, P. Hen. And how doth thy master, Bardolph? P. Hen. Sirrah, you boy,

-and Bardolph ;-Do Bard. Well, my lord. He heard of your grace's word to your master, that I am yet come to town: coming to town; there's a letter for you.

There's for your silence. Puins. Delivered with good respect.-And how Bard. I have no tongue, sir. doth the martlemas,' your master ?'

Page. And for mine, sir,-) will govern it. Burd. In bodily health, sir.

P. Hen. Fare ye well; go. (Exeunt BARDOLPH Poins. Marry, the immortal part needs a physi- and Page.]—This Doll Tear-sheet should be some cian; but that moves not him; though that be sick, road. it dies not,

Poins. I warrant you, as common as the way beP. Hen. I do allow this wen’ to be as familiar tween Saint Albans and London. with me as my dog: and he holds his place ; for, P. Hen. How might we see Falstaff bestow look you, how he writes.

himself lo-night in his true colours, and not ourPoins. (Reals.) John Falstaff, knight, -Every selves be seen? man must know that, as oft as he has occasion to Poins. Put on two leather jerkios, and aprons, name himself. Even like those that are kin to the and wait upon him at his table as drawers. king; for they never prick their finger, but they say, P. Hen. From a god to a bull ? a heavy descen-: There is some of the king's blood spill : How comes sion! it was Jove's case. From a prínce to a that ? says he that takes upon him not to conceive: prentice ? a low transformation! that shall be mine : the answer is as ready as a borrower's' cap; I am for, in every thing, the purpose must weigh with the The king's poor cousin, sir.

folly. Follow me, Ned.

(Exeunt; P. Hen. Nay, they will be kin to us, or they will fetch it from Japhet. But the letter :

SCENE JII. Warkworth. Before the Castle. Poins. Sir John Falstaff, knight, to the son of the Enter NorthCMBERLAND, Lady NORTHUYking, nearest his father, Harry, Prince of Wales, BERLAND, and LADY PERCY. greeting.-Why, ihis is a certificate. P. Hen. Peace!

North. I pray thee, loving wife, and gentlo Poins. I will imitate the honourable Romano in daughter, brerity :-he sure means brevity in breath ; short- Give even way unto my rough affairs; winded.-) commend me to thee, I commend thee, Put not you on the visage of the times, and I leave thee. Be not too familiar with Poins : And be, like them, to Percy troublesome. for he misuses thy favours so much, that he swears, Lady N. I have given over, I will speak no more: thou art to marry his sister Nell. Repent al idle Do what you will; your wisdom be your guide. times as thou may's, and so farewell.

North. Alas, sweet wife, my honour is at pawn ;
Thine, by yen and no (which is as And, but my going, nothing can redeem it,

much as to say, as thou usest him,) Lady P. O, yet, for God's sake, go not to these
Jack Falstaff, with my familiars ; wars!
John with my brothers and sisters; The time was, father, that you broke your word,

and Sir John, with all Europe. When you were more endear'd to it than now; My lord, I will steep this letter in sack, and make When your own Percy, when my heart's dear Harry, him eat it.

Threw many a northward look, to see his father P. Hen. That's to make him eat twenty of his Bring up his powers: but he did long in vain. words. But do you use me thus, Ned? must I marry Who then persuaded you to stay at home? your sister ?

There were two honours lost; yours, and your son's. Poins. May the wench have no worse fortune! For yours, -may heavenly glory brighten it! but I never said so.

For his,-it stuck upon him, as the sun P. Hen. Well, thus we play the fools with the In the grey vault of heaven: and, by his light, time : and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds, Did all the chivalry of England move and mock us.-- Is your master here in London ? To do brave acts; he was, indeed, the glass Bard. Yes, my lord.

Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves. P. Hen. Where sups he? doth the old boar feed He had no legs, thai practisd not his gait:' in the old frank ?5

And speaking thick, whích nature made his blemish, Bard. At the old place, my lord; in Eastcheap. Became the accents of the valiant : P. Hen. What company

For those that could speak low, and tardily, Page. Ephesians, my lord; of the old church. Would turn their own perfection to abuse, P. Hen. Sup any women with him ?

To seem like him : So that, in specch, in gait, Page. None, my lord, but old mistress Quickly, In diet, in affections of delight, and mistress Doll 'Tear-sheet.

In military rules, humonrs of blood, P. Hen. What pagan? may that be?

He was the mark and glass, copy and book," Page. A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kins. That fashion'd others. And him, -0 wondrous him! woman of my master's.

O miracle of men !--him did you leave P. Hen. Even such kin as the parish heifers are (Second to none, unseconded by you,) to the town bull. Shall we steal upon them, Ned, To look upon the hideous god of war at supper ?

In disadvantage ; to abide a field,

Where nothing but the sound of Hotspur's name i Falstaff is before called “thou latter spring, all-hal. Did seem defensible;13—so you left him: lorn summer,' and Poins now calls him marllemas, a eorruption of martinmas, which means the same thing. S i. e. act. In a Ms. Jeuer from Secretary Conway The feast of St. Martin being considered the latter end of to Buckingham, at the Isle of Ree, also what the loris autuinn. Este de Sl. Marlin is a French proverb for a have advanced for the expedition towards you, since late summer. It means therefore an old fellow with Saturday that they returned from Windsor with charge juvenile pa slona.

to bestore themselors seriously in it.'— Conway Papers. 2 Swoln excrescence.

9 The folio reads derlrns'un. 3 The old copy reads a borrowed cap. The emenda. 10 The twenty-two following lines were first given in tion is Warburton's.

the folio. 4 That is Julius Casar. Falstaff alludes to the reni, 11 Speaking thick is speaking mick, rapidity of utter. pid, vici, which he afterwards quotes.

Baret translates the unhilitus creber of Virgil 6 A sly, a place to falten a boar in.

thickpulireathing. 6 A cant phrase probably signifying topers, or jolly 12 Thus in the Rape of Lucrece : companions of the old sori.

“For princes are the giuss, the school, the book 7 Massinger, in The City Madam, has used this Wliere subjects' eyes do learn, do read, do look.' phrase for a wench :

13 Defensible does not in this place mean capable of in all these places

defence, but bearing strong!h, furnishing the means I've had my several pagans billeted." our fence ; the pasrive for the active participle.


you now?

Never, 0 nover, do his ghost the wrong,

in an excellent good temperality: your pulsidge To hold your honour more precise and nice beats as extraordinarily as heart would desire; and With others, than with him; let them alone ; your colour, I warrant you, is as red as any rose ; The marshal, and the archbishop, are strong: But, i'faith, you have drunk too much canaries; and Had my sweet Harry had but half their numbers, that's a marvellous searching wine, and it perfumes To-day might I, hanging on Hotspur's neck, the blood ere one can say,-What's this? How do Have ialk'd of Monmouth's grave. North.

Beshrowl your heart, Dol. Better than I was. Hem. Fair daughter! you do draw my spirits from me, Host. Why, that's well said ; a good heart's worth With new lamenting ancient oversights.

gold. Look, here comes Sir John. But I must go, and meet with danger there ; Or it will seek me in another place,

Enter Falstaff, singing. And find me worse provided.

Fal. When Arthur first in court.–Empty the lady N.

0, Ay to Scotland, jordan.—And was a worthy king : (Exit Drawer.) Till that the nobles, and the armed commons, How now, mistress Doll? Have of their puissance made a little taste.

Host. Sick of a calm: yea, good sooth. Lady P. If they get ground and vantage of the

Fal. So is all her sect;' an they be once in a king,

calm, they are sick. Then join you with thenı, like a rib of steel, Dól. You muddy rascal, is that all the comfort To make strength stronger ; but, for all our loves, you give me? First let them try themselves : So did your son ;

Fal. You make fat rascals, mistress Doll. He was so suffer'd; so came I a widow;

Dol. I make them ! gluttony and diseases make And never shall have length of life enough,

them; I make them not. To rain upon remembrance' with mine eyes,

Fal. If the cook help to make the gluttony, you That it may grow and sprout as high as heaven, help to make the diseases, Doll: we catch of you, For recordation to my noble husband.

Doll, we catch of you; grant that, my poor virtue, North. Come, come, go in with me: 'tis with my grant that. mind,

Dol. Ay, marry; our chains, and our jewels. As with the tide swell's up unto its height,

Fal. Your brooches, pearls, and owches ; '—for to That makes a still-stand, running neither way. serve bravely, is to come halting off, you know : To Fain would I go to meet the archbishop,

come off the breach with his pike bent bravely, and But many thousand reasons hold me back: to surgery bravely; to venture upon the charged I will resolve for Scotland; there am ,

chambergio bravely Till time and vantage crave my company. [Exeunt. Dol. Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang

yourself! SCENE IV. London. A Room in the Boar's Host. By my troth, this is the old fashion ; you

Head Tuvern in Eastcheap. Enter Two Drawers. two never meei, but you fall to some discord: you

1 Draw. What the devil hast thou brought there ?) are both, in good truth, as rheumatic'' as two dry apple-Johns ? thou know'st, Sir John cannot endure ties. What the good-year! one must bear, and that

toasts ; you cannot one bear with another's confirmian apple-John.

2 'Draw. Mass, thou sayest true: The prince must be you: [T. DOLL.) you are the weaker vesonce set a dish of apple-Johns before him, and told sel, as they say, the emptier vessel. him, there were five more Sir Johus: and, putting full hogshead ? there's a whole

merchant's venture

Dol. Can a weak empty vessel bear such a hugo off bis hat, said, I will nou take my leave of these six of Bordeaux stuff in him: you have not seen a hulk dry, round, old, withered knights. It angered him to better stuffed in the hold.-Come, I'll be friends t're heart; but he hath forgot that. i Dravi . Why then, cover, and set them down : whether I shall ever see thee again, or no, there is

with thee, Jack: thou art going to the wars; and And see if thou canst find oŲt Sneak's noise ;mistress Tear-sheet would fain hear some music. nobody cares. Despatch :—The room where they supped is too hot;

Re-enter Drawer. they'll come in straight.

Draw. Sir, ancient"? Pistol's below, and would 2 Dr. Sirrah, here will be the prince, and master speak with you. Poins anon; and they will put on two of our jer- Dol. Hang him, swaggering rascal! let him not kins, and aprons; and Sir John must not know of come hither: it is the foul-mouth’dst rogue in Engit: Bardolph hath brought word.

land. 1 Draw. By the mass, here will be old utis :: It Host. If he swagger, let him not come here ; no, will be an excellent stratagem.

by my faith; I must live amongst my neighbours ; 2 Draw. I'll see if I can find out Sneak. (Exit. Enter Hostess and DOLL TEAR-SHEET.

he wrote to his daughter the day before his execution,

desires to die on the morrow, For it is Saint Thomas Host. I'faith, sweet heart, methinks now you are even, and the ulas of Saint Peter.

6 The entire ballad is in the first volume of Dr. Peri N-beride.

cy's Reliques of Ancient Poetry. 2 Allading to the plant rosemary, so called because 7 Stecvens is right in his assertion that sect and set it was the symbol of remembrance, and therefore used were anciently synonymous ; the instances of the use at weddings and funerals.

of the one for the other are too numerous for it to have 3 This apple, which was said to keep two years, is been a mere vulgar corruption. well de cribed by Philips :

3 Falstaff alludes to a phrase of the forest. Rascall Nor Joh 2-pple, whose wither'd rind entrench'd (says Puttenham, p. 150) is properly the hunting term By many a furrow, aptly represents

given to young deer leane and out of season, and not to Decrepid age.

people. Falsaft has already said of himself, 'I am withered 9 Falstaff gives these splendid names to something like an old apple-John.'

very different from gems and ornaments, as we still use 4 A noise, or a consort, was used for a set or com carinıncle. The passage, as Johnson observed, is not pany of musicians. Sneak was a street minstrel, and deserving of further illustration. therefore the drawer goes out to listen for his band. 10 To understand this quibble it is necessary to re. Falstaff addresses them as a company in another scene. member that a chamber signifies not only an apartment, In the old play of King Henry IV. There came the but a small piece of ordnance. young prince, and two or three more of his companions, 11 Mrs. Quickly means splenetic. It should be re. and called for wine good store, and then sent for a noyse marked, however, that rheum seems to have been a of musitians,' &c.

cant word for spleen. 5 Old ulis'is old festivity, or merry doings. Utie, 12 That is, he that carrieth the colours to a company or ulas, being the eighth day after any festival; any day of foot soldiers, an ensign bearer.:--Philips. Falstaff between the least and the eighth day was said to be was captain, Peto lieutenant, and Pistol ensign. I have within the utas. So Sir Thomas More, in the last letter | met with the word in old MSS. wriuen ansine.

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I'll no swaggerers: I am in good name and fame What! you poor, base, rascally, cheating, lackwith the very best:-Shut the door ;--there comes linen male! Away, you mouldy rogue ; away! I no swaggerers here : I have not lived all this while am meat for your master. to have swaggering now :-shut the door, I pray you. Pist. I know you, mistress Dorothy. Ful. Dost thou hear, hostess?

Dol. Away, you cul-purse rascal! you filthy Host. 'Pray you, pacify yourself, Sir John; there bung, * away! by this wine, I'll thrust my knife in comes no swagyerers here.

your mouldy chaps, an you play the saucy cuttle Fal. Dost thou hear? it is mine ancient. with me, Away, you botile-ale rascal! you basket

Host. Tilly-fally, Sir John, never tell me ; your bilt stale juggler, you !--Since when, I pray you, ancient swaggerer comes not in my doors. I was sir ?-What, with two points on your shoulder before master Tisick,' the deputy, the other day; much ! and, as he said to me,-it was no longer ago than Pist. I will murder your ruff for this. Wednesday last,– Neighbour Quickly, says he ; - Fal. No more, Pistol; I would not have you go master Dumb, our minister, was by then ;-Neigh- off bere : discharge yourself of our company, Pistol. bour Quickly, says he, receive those that are civil ; Host. No, good captain Pistol ; not here, sweet for, saith he, you are in an ill name ;-now he said captain. 80, I can tell whereupon; for, says he, you are an Dol. Captain! thou abominable damned cheater, honest woman, and well thought on; therefore take art thou not ashamed to be called-captain? If heed what guests you receive : Receire, says he, no captains were of my mind, they would truncheon swaggering companions. —There comes none here; you out, for taking their names upon you before you

- you would bless you to hear what he said :- have earned them. You a captain, you slave! for no, I'll no swaggerers.

what? for tearing a poor whore's ruif in a bawdy. Fal. He's no swaggerer, hostess; a tame cheater,? house ?-He a captain! Hang him, rogue ! He lives he, you may stroke him as gently as a puppy grey- upon mouldy stewed prunes, and dried cakes." A hound: he will not swagger with a Barbary hen, if captain! these villains will make the word captain her feathers turn back in any show of resistance.- as odious as the word occupy ;& which was an exCall him up, drawer.

cellent good word before it was ill-sorted; therefore Host. Cheater, call you him? I will bar no honest captains had need look to it. man my house, nor no cheater :* But I do not love Bard. 'Pray thee, go down, good ancient. swaggering ; by my troth, am the worse, when Fal. Hark ihee bilher, mistress Doll. one says-swagger: feel, masters, how I shake, Pist. Noi I: tell thee what, corporal Bardolph ; look you, I warrant you.

-I could tear her:-I'll be revenged on her. Dol. So you do, hostess.

Page. 'Prav thee, go down. Host. Do I? yea, in very truth, do I, an 'twere Pist. I'll see her damned first ;-to Pluto's damned an aspen leaf: I cannot abide swaggerers. lake, to the infernal deep, with 'Erebus and tortures

vile also. Hold hook and line, say I. Down! down, Enter Pistol, BARDOLPH, and Page. dogs! down, faitors!" Have we not Hiren here ? 10 Pist. 'Save you, Sir John!

Host. Good captain Peesel, be quiet ; it is very Fal. Welcome,'ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I late, i'faith : I beseek you now, aggravate your charge you with a cup of sack: do you discharge choler. upon mine hostess.

Pist. These be good humours, indeed! Shall Pist. I will discharge upon her, Sir John, with packhorse, two bullets.

And hollow pamper'd jades of Asia, Fal. She is pistol-proof, sir; you shall hardly Which cannot go but thirty miles a day," offend her.

Compare with Caesars, and with Cannibals,'? Host. Come, I'll drink no proofs, nor no bullets : And Trojan Greeks ? nay, rather damn them with I'll drink no more than will do me good, for no man's King Cerberus; and let the welkin roar. pleasure, I.

Shall we fall foul for toys ? Pist. Then to you, mistress Dorothy; I will Host. By my troth, captain, these are very bitcharge you.

ter words. Dol. Charge me? I scorn you, scurvy companion. • The names of Master Tisick and Master Dumb are in A Woman's a Weathercock, by Nat. Field, 1612 ludicrously intended to denote that the deputy was pursy who is thus described :and short-windel; the minister one of those who preach- 'Thou unspeakable rascal, thou a soldier! ed only the homilies set forth by authority. The puri. That with thy slops and cal-a-mountain face, lang nicknamed them Dumb-clogs, and the opprobrious Thy blather.chaps, and thy robustious words, epithet continued in use as late as the reign of King Fright'st the poor whore, and terribly dost exact Charles II. See Burnel's Olon Times, vol. i. p. 395. A weekly subsidy, twelve pence a piece,

2 A cheater sometimes meant an unfair gamester. Whereon thou livest; and on my conscience But tame cheater seems to have meant a rogue in Thou snap'st besides with cheats and cutpurses.' general.

Mouldy striced prunes and dried cakes' are put for 3 The humour consists in Mrs. Quickly's mistaking the refuse of brotheis. a chealer for an eschenlor, or officer of the exchequer. 8 This word had been perverted to an obscene meanGreene, in his Mihil Munchaunce, has the following ing. An occupant was also a term for a woman of the passage, which gives the origin of the phrase :- They town, and an occupier meant a wencher. Ben Jonson, call their art by a new found name as cheating, them in his Discoveries, says :- Many, out of their own obselves cheators, and the dice cheters: borrowing the scene apprehensions, refuse proper and fit words, as term from among our lawyers, with whom all such occupy, nature,' &c. casuals as fall to the lord, at the holding of his leets, as 9 Traitors, rascals. waites, straies, and such like, be called chetes, and are 10 Shakspeare has put into the mouth of Pistol a tissue accustomably to be cscheated to the lord's use: Lord of absurd and fustian passages from many ridiculous old Coke, in his Charge at Norwich, 1607, puns upon the plays. Part of this speech is parodied from The Battle equivoque :- But if you will be content to let the es. of Álcazar, 1094. Hare re nol Hiren here, is probably cheator alone, and not look into his actions, he will be a line from a play of George Peele's, called The Turk, contented by deceiving you to change his name, laking ish Mahome and Hiren the sair Groek. It is often used unto himself the two last syllables only, with the es left ludicrously by subsequent dramatists. Hiren, from its cut, and so turn cheater.'

resemblance in siren, was used for a seducing woman, 4 To nip a bung, in the cant of thievery, was to cut and consequently for a courtesan. Pistol, in his rants, a purse. * Bung is now used for a pocket, heretofore twice brings in the same words, but apparenily mean for a purse.'—Beiman of London, 1610. Doll means ing to give hissword the name of Hiren. Mrs. Quickly, to call him pick-pockel. Cuille, and cuttle-bung, were with admirable sim icity, supposes him to ask for a also cant terms for the knife used by cutpursrs. These woman. cerms are therefore used by inetonymy fór a thief. 11 Thus is a parody of the lines addressed by Tamber. 5 Laces, marks of his commission.

lane to the captive prices who draw his chariot, in 0 An expression of dislain.

Marlowe's Tamberlaine, 15.0. 7 There is a personage of the same stamp with Pistol 12 A blunder for Hannibal.

Bard. Be gone, goud ancient : this will grow to fi'faith, I love thee. Thou art as valorous as Heca brawl anon.

tor of Troy, worth five of Agamemnon, and ten times Pist. Die men, ike dogs give crowns iike pins ; better than the nine worthies. Ah, villain ! Have we not Hiren here?

Fal. A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a Host. O' my word, captain, there's none such blanket. here. What the good-year! do you think, I would Dol. Do, if thou darest for thy hearì: if thou dost, deny her? for God's sake, be quiet.

I'll canvass thee between a pair of sheets. Pist. Then feed and be fai, my fair Calipolis :?

Enter Music.
Come, give's some sack.

Page. The music is come, sir.
Si fortuna me tormenta, sperato me contenta.” —
Fear we broadsides ? no, let the fiend give fire :

Fal. Let them play ;-Play, sirs ;-Sit on my Give me some sack ;-and, sweetheart, lie thou knee, Doll

. A rascally bragging slave! the rogue there. (Laying down his sword.

fled from me like quicksilver. Come we to full points here; and are et ceteras

Dol. I'faith, and thou followedst him like a church. nothing ?

Thou whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig,' Fal. Pistol, I would be quiet.

when wilt thou leave fighting o' days, and foining Pist. Sweet knight, I kiss thy neif!What! we

o'nights, and begin to patch up thine old body for have seen the seven stars,

heaven? Dol. Thrust him down stairs; I cannot endure Enter lehind PRINCE HENRY and Poins, diskuch a fustian rascal.

guised like Drawers. Pist. Thrust him down stairs ! know we not Galloway nags ?"

Fal. Peace, good Doll! do not speak like a Fal. Quoits him down, Bardolph, like a shovc-death's head: do not bid me remember mine end. goat shilling: nay, if he do nothing but speak no

Dol. Sirrah, what humour is the prince of? thing, he shall be nothing here.

Fal. A good shallow young fellow: he would Bard. Come, get you down stairs.

have made a good pantler, he would have chipped Pist. What! shall we have incision? shall we

bread well. imbrue ?

(Snatching up his sword. Dol. They say, Poins has a good wit. Then death rock me asleep, abridge my doleful

Fal. He a good wit ? hang him, baboon ! his wit days!

is as thick as Tewksbury mustard ; there is no more

conceit in him, than in a mallet. Why, then, let grievous, ghastly, gaping wounds Untwine the sisters three! Come, Atropos, I say!'

Dol. Why does the prince love him so then?

Ful. Because their legs are both of a bigness , Host. Here's goodly stuff toward ! Fal. Give me my rapier, boy.

and he plays at quoits well; and ears conger and Dol. I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee, do not draw. fennel; and drinks off candles' ends for flap-draFal. Get you down stairs.

gous :'' and rides the wild mare with the boys;'! (Drauring, and driving Pistol out. and jumps upon joint-stools; and swears with a Host. Here's a goodly tumult! I'll forswear good grace; and wears his boot very smooth, like keeping house, afore I'll be in these tirries and unto the sign of the leg: and breeds no bate with frights. So ; murder, I warrant you. Alas, telling of discreet stories ;12 and such other gambol

faculties he hath, that show a weak mind and an alas! put up your naked weapons, put up your na- able body, for the which the prince admits him:

for the (Ereunt Pistot anul BARDOLPH.

prince himself is such another; the weight

of a hair will turn the scales between their avoirDol. I pray thee, Jack, be quiet; the rascal is gone. Ah, you whoreson little valiant villain, you.

dupois. Host. Are you not hurt i'the groin? methought, his ears cut off?

P. Hen. Would not this nave of a wheelta hayo he made a shrewd thrust at your belly.

Poins. Let's beat him before his whore.
Re-enter BARDOLPH.

P. Hen. Look, if the withered elder hath not his Fal. Have you turned him out of doors? poll clawed like a parrot.

Berd. Yes, sir. The rascal's drunk: you have Poins. Is it not strange, that desire should so hurt him, sir, in the shoulder.

many years outlive performance ? Fal. A rascal! to brave me !

Fal. Kiss me, Doll. Dol. Ah, you sweet little rogue, you! Alas, poor P. Hen. Saturn and Venus this year in conjuncape, how thou sweat'st! Come, let me wipe thy tion !14 what says the almanack to that? face ;--come on, you whoreson chops :-Ah, rogue!

Untwist the thread of mortall strise,

Send death, and let me die.' 1 This is again a burlesque upon a line in The Bal. 8 Doll says this in coaxing playful ridicule of Fal. tle of Alcazar, in which Muley Mahomet enters to his -tail's enormous bulk. Roasted pigs were foriperly wife with lion's flesh on his sword:

among the chief attractions of Bartholomew fair; they Feed then and faint not, my faire Callypolis.' were sold, piping hot, in booths and on stalls, and were 2 Pistol is supposed to read this motto on his sword; ostentatiously displayed to excite the appetite of passen. by singular chance Mr. Douce picked up an old ra- gers. It was a cominon subject of allusion. pier with the same motto in French :

9 Fennel was generally esteemed an inflammatory Si fortune me tourmente, l'esperance me contente. herb, and therefore to eat conger and fennel was to eat A representation is given of it in his Illustrations, vol. i. iwo high and hot things together. Fennel was also re

garded as an emblein of flattery. 3 That is, Shall we stop here, and have no further 10 The fap-dragon was some small combustible entertainment ?

material gwallowed alighe in a glass of liquor: a can. 4 Neif is used by Sbakspeare for fist. It is a north dle's end formed a very formidable and disagreeable country word, to be found in Ray's Collection.

flap-dragon, and to swallow it was consequently among 4 Common hackneys.

the gallants considered an act of merit, or of gallantry, 5 i. e. pilch him down. The shove-groat shillings when done in honour of the toper's mistress. were such broad shillings of King Edward VI. as Slen. 11 Riding the wild mare is another name for the der calls Eduard shorel-boards, in The Merry Wives childish sport of see-saw, or what the French call bas. of Windsor, Act i. Sc. I.

cule and balançoire. 7 Pistol makes use of fragments of old ballads as well 12 Mr. Douce thinks Falstaff's meaning to be that as old plays:

Poins excites no censure by telling his companions O death, rock me on slepe,

molest stories, or, in plain English, that he tells them Bring me on quiet rest,

nothing but immodest ones. is an ancient song, auributed to Anne Boleyn. There 13 Falstaff is humourously called nare of a whee., is another in the Gorgious Gallery of Gallant Inventions, from his rotundity of figure. The equivoque between 1578, which has furnished him with some of his rhodo- nave and knare is obvious. monta le :

14 This was indeed a prodigy. The astrologers, says "I hate this loathsome life,

Ficinus, remark that Saturn and Venus are never O Atrojos, draw nie,


ked weapons.

P. 453.


Poins. And, look, whether the fiery Trigon,' his P. Hen. For the women, man, be not líeping to his master's old tables, his Ful. For one of them, she is in hell already, note-book, his counsel-keeper.

and burns, poor soul! For the other,- I owe ber Fal. Thou dost give me flattering busses. money; and whether she be damned for that, I

Dol. Nay, truly : I kiss thee with a most con- know not. stant heart.

Hoxt. No, I warrant you. Fal. I am old, I am old.

Fal. No, I think thou art not; I think, thou art Dol. I love thee better than I love e'er a scurvy quit for that: Marry, there is another indictment young boy of them all.

upon thee, for suffering fesh to be eaten in thy Fal

. What stuff wilt have a kirtle? of? I shall house, contrary to the law;" for the which, I think, receive money on Thursday: thou shalt have a cap thou wilt howl.

A merry song, come: it grows late, Host. All victuallers do so: What's a joint of we'll to bed. Thou'ít forget me, when I am gone. mutton or two in a whole Lent? Dol. By my troth thou'll set me a weeping, an

P. Hen. You, gentlewoman, thou sayest so: prove that ever I dress myself

Dol. What says your grace? handsome till thy return.

-Well, hearken the Fal. His grace says that which his flesh rebels end.

against. Fal. Some sack, Francis.

Host. Who knocks so loud at door? look to the P. Hen. Poins. Anon, anon, sir. (Advancing. door there, Francis. Fal. Ha! a bastard son of the king's ?-And art

Enter Peto. not thou Poins his brother? P. Hen. Why, thou globe of sinful continents,

P. Hen. Peto, how now? what news what a life dost thou lead ?

Peto. The king your father is at Westminster : Ful. A better than thou; I am a gentleman, thou Come from the north: and, as I came along,

And there are twenty weak and wearied posts, art a drawer. P. Hen. Very true, sir : and I come to draw you Bare-headed, sweating, knocking at the taverns,

I met, and overtook, a dozen captains, out by the ears.

Host. O, the Lord preserve thy good grace! by And asking every one for Sir John Falstaff. my troth, welcome to London.—Now the Lord

P. Hen. By heaven, Poins, I feel me much to bless that sweet face of thine ! 0 Jesu, are you So idly to profane the precious time;

blame, come from Wales ? Fal. Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, Borne with black vapour, doth begin to mell,

When tempest of commotion, like the south -by this light flesh and corrupt

, blood, thou art And drop upon our bare unarmed heads. welcome.

(Leaning his hand upon Doli.. Give me my sword, and cloak:-Falstaff, good Dol. How! you fat fool, I scorn you. Poins. My lord, he will drive you out of your re.


(Eseunt Prince HENRY, Poins, Pero, venge, and iurn all ló a merriment, if you take not

and BARDOLPH. the heat,

Fal. Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the P. Hen. You whoreson candle-mine, you, how vilely did you speak of me even now, before this night, and we must hence, and leave it unpick'd. honest, virtuous, civil gentlewoman?

(Knocking heard.] More knocking at the door? Host. 'Blessing o'your good heart! and so she is,

Re-enter BARDOLPH. by my troth.

How now ? what's the matter? Fa. Didst thou hear me?

Bard. You must away to court, sir, presently'; a P. Hen. Yes; and you knew me, as you did dozen captains stay at door for you. when you ran away by Gads-hill : you knew, I was Fal. Pay the musicians, sirrah. (To the Paye.) at your back; and spoke it on purpose, to try my Farewell, hostess ;-farewell

, Doll.--You see, my patience.

good wenches, how men of merit are sought after: Fal. No, no, no; not so; I did not think thou the undeserver_may sleep, when the man of action wast within hearing.

is called on. Farewell, good wenches: If I be not P. Hen. I shall drive thee then to confess the wil- sent away post, I will see you again ere I go. ful abuse; and then I know how to handle you. Dol. I cannot speak ;-if my heart be not ready

Fal. No abuse, Hal, on mine honour; no abuse. to burst ;-Well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself.

P. Hen. Not! to dispraise me; and call me- Fal. Farewell, farewell. pantler, and bread-chipper, and I know not what ?

[Ercunt Falstaff and BARDOLPH. Fal. No abuse, Hal.

Host. Well, fare thee well : I have known thee Poins. No abuse !

these twenty-nine years, come peascod-time; but Fal. No abuse, Ned, in the world; honest Ned, an honester, and truer-hearted man,-Well, faro none. I dispraised him before the wicked, that the thee well. wicked might not fall in love with him :-in which Bard. (Within.) Mistress Tear-sheet,doing, I have done the part of a careful friend, and Host. What's the matter ? a true subject, and thy father is to give me thanks Bard. [Within.] Bid mistress Tear-sheet come for it. No abuse, Hal;-oone, Ned, none;-no, to my master. boys, none.

Host. O run, Doll, run; run, good Doll. P. Hen. See now, whether pure fear, and entire

(Eseunt. cowardice, doth not make thee wrong this virtuous gentlewoman to close with us? Is she of the wicked? Is thine hostess here of the wicked? Or is the boy

ACT III. of the wicked? Or honest Bardolph, whose zeal burns in his nose, of the wicked ?

SCENE I. A Room in the Palace. Enter KING Poins. Answer, thou dead elm, answer.

HENRY in his Nightgown, with a Page. Fal. The fiend hath pricked down Bardolph irrecoverable ; and his face is Lucifer's privy-kitchen,

K. Hen. Go, call the earls of Surrey and of War. where he doth nothing but roast malt-worms. For But ere they come, bid them o'er-read these letters, the boy,—there is a good angel about him; but the devil outbids him too."

kirtle. These familiar terins frequently are the most

balling to the antiquary, for being in general use they I Trigon or triangle, a term in the old judicial as. were clearly understood by our ancestors, and are not

They called it a fiery trigon when the three therefore accurately defined in the dictionaries. A kirile upper planets met in a fiery sign; which was thought to was undoubtedly a pellicoal, wbich sometimes had a denote rage and contention.

body without sleeves attached to it. 2 Few words, as Mr. Gifford observos, have occa- 3 The quarto reads and the devil blinds him too. sioned such controversy among the commentators as 4 Barci dcfines, a 'victualling house, a lateru where


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