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Navigate this workHenry IV, Part 2 - Act 5, scene 3
Act 5, scene 3
On the news of Henry IV’s death, Falstaff and Shallow set off joyfully for London.Enter Sir John ⟨Falstaff,⟩ Shallow, Silence, Davy,
Bardolph, ⌜and⌝ Page.
SHALLOW 3112 Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an
3113 arbor, we will eat a last year’s pippin of mine own
3114 graffing, with a dish of caraways, and so forth.—
3115 Come, cousin Silence.—And then to bed.
FALSTAFF 3116 5Fore God, you have here ⟨a⟩ goodly dwelling,
3117 and ⟨a⟩ rich.
SHALLOW 3118 Barren, barren, barren, beggars all, beggars
3119 all, Sir John. Marry, good air.—Spread, Davy,
3120 spread, Davy. Well said, Davy.
FALSTAFF 3121 10This Davy serves you for good uses. He is
3122 your servingman and your husband.
SHALLOW 3123 A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good
3124 varlet, Sir John. By the Mass, I have drunk too
3125 much sack at supper. A good varlet. Now sit down,
3126 15 now sit down.—Come, cousin.
SILENCE 3127 Ah, sirrah, quoth he, we shall
⌜Sings.⌝ 3128 Do nothing but eat and make good cheer,
3129 And praise God for the merry year,
3130 When flesh is cheap and females dear,
3131 20 And lusty lads roam here and there
3132 So merrily,
3133 And ever among so merrily.
FALSTAFF 3134 There’s a merry heart!—Good Master Silence,
3135 I’ll give you a health for that anon.
p. 225SHALLOW 3136 25Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.
DAVY, ⌜to the guests⌝ 3137 Sweet sir, sit. I’ll be with you
3138 anon. Most sweet sir, sit. Master page, good master
3139 page, sit. Proface. What you want in meat, we’ll
3140 have in drink, but you must bear. The heart’s all.
SHALLOW 3141 30Be merry, Master Bardolph.—And, my little
3142 soldier there, be merry.
3143 Be merry, be merry, my wife has all,
3144 For women are shrews, both short and tall.
3145 ’Tis merry in hall when beards wags all,
3146 35 And welcome merry Shrovetide.
3147 Be merry, be merry.
FALSTAFF 3148 I did not think Master Silence had been a
3149 man of this mettle.
SILENCE 3150 Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere
3151 40 now.
DAVY, ⌜to the guests⌝ 3152 There’s a dish of leather-coats for
SHALLOW 3154 Davy!
DAVY 3155 Your Worship, I’ll be with you straight.—A cup
3156 45 of wine, sir.
3157 A cup of wine that’s brisk and fine,
3158 And drink unto thee, leman mine,
3159 And a merry heart lives long-a.
FALSTAFF 3160 Well said, Master Silence.
SILENCE 3161 50And we shall be merry; now comes in the
3162 sweet o’ th’ night.
FALSTAFF 3163 Health and long life to you, Master Silence.
3164 Fill the cup, and let it come,
3165 I’ll pledge you a mile to th’ bottom.
p. 227SHALLOW 3166 55Honest Bardolph, welcome. If thou want’st
3167 anything and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart.—
3168 Welcome, my little tiny thief, and welcome indeed
3169 too. I’ll drink to Master Bardolph, and to all the
3170 cabileros about London.
DAVY 3171 60I hope to see London once ere I die.
BARDOLPH 3172 An I might see you there, Davy!
SHALLOW 3173 By the Mass, you’ll crack a quart together,
3174 ha, will you not, Master Bardolph?
BARDOLPH 3175 Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.
SHALLOW 3176 65By God’s liggens, I thank thee. The knave
3177 will stick by thee, I can assure thee that. He will not
3178 out, he. ’Tis true bred!
BARDOLPH 3179 And I’ll stick by him, sir.
SHALLOW 3180 Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing, be
3181 70 merry. (One knocks at door.) Look who’s at door
3182 there, ho. Who knocks?⌜Davy exits.⌝
FALSTAFF 3183 Why, now you have done me right.
3184 Do me right,
3185 And dub me knight,
3186 75 Samingo.
3187 Is ’t not so?
FALSTAFF 3188 ’Tis so.
SILENCE 3189 Is ’t so? Why then, say an old man can do
DAVY 3191 80An ’t please your Worship, there’s one Pistol
3192 come from the court with news.
FALSTAFF 3193 From the court? Let him come in.
3194 How now, Pistol?
PISTOL 3195 Sir John, God save you.
p. 229FALSTAFF 3196 85What wind blew you hither, Pistol?
PISTOL 3197 Not the ill wind which blows no man to good.
3198 Sweet knight, thou art now one of the greatest men
3199 in this realm.
SILENCE 3200 By ’r Lady, I think he be, but Goodman Puff of
3201 90 Barson.
PISTOL 3202 Puff?
3203 Puff ⟨in⟩ thy teeth, most recreant coward base!—
3204 Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,
3205 And helter-skelter have I rode to thee,
3206 95 And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,
3207 And golden times, and happy news of price.
FALSTAFF 3208 I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of
3209 this world.
3210 A foutre for the world and worldlings base!
3211 100 I speak of Africa and golden joys.
3212 O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
3213 Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.
3214 And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.
3215 Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons,
3216 105 And shall good news be baffled?
3217 Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies’ lap.
SHALLOW 3218 Honest gentleman, I know not your
PISTOL 3220 Why then, lament therefor.
SHALLOW 3221 110Give me pardon, sir. If, sir, you come with
3222 news from the court, I take it there’s but two ways,
3223 either to utter them, or ⟨to⟩ conceal them. I am, sir,
3224 under the King in some authority.
3225 Under which king, besonian? Speak or die.
3226 115 Under King Harry.
PISTOL 3227 Harry the Fourth, or Fifth?
3228 Harry the Fourth.
PISTOL 3229 A foutre for thine office!—
3230 Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king.
3231 120 Harry the Fifth’s the man. I speak the truth.
3232 When Pistol lies, do this and fig me, like
3233 The bragging Spaniard.⌜Pistol makes a fig.⌝
FALSTAFF 3234 What, is the old king dead?
3235 As nail in door. The things I speak are just.
FALSTAFF 3236 125Away, Bardolph.—Saddle my horse.—
3237 Master Robert Shallow, choose what office thou
3238 wilt in the land, ’tis thine.—Pistol, I will double-charge
3239 thee with dignities.
BARDOLPH 3240 O joyful day! I would not take a ⟨knight-hood⟩
3241 130 for my fortune.
PISTOL 3242 What, I do bring good news!
FALSTAFF 3243 Carry Master Silence to bed.—Master Shallow,
3244 my Lord Shallow, be what thou wilt. I am
3245 Fortune’s steward. Get on thy boots. We’ll ride all
3246 135 night.—O sweet Pistol!—Away, Bardolph!—Come,
3247 Pistol, utter more to me, and withal devise something
3248 to do thyself good.—Boot, boot, Master Shallow.
3249 I know the young king is sick for me. Let us
3250 take any man’s horses. The laws of England are at
3251 140 my commandment. Blessed are they that have been
3252 my friends, and woe to my Lord Chief Justice!
3253 Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!
3254 “Where is the life that late I led?” say they.
3255 Why, here it is. Welcome these pleasant days.