Pis. 'Tis semper idem, for absque hoc nihil est. 'Tis all in every part.

Shal. 'Tis so, indeed.

Pis. My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver, And make thee rage. Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts, Is in base durance, and contagious prison ; Haul'd thither By most mechanical and dirty hand. Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto's

snake, For Doll is in; Pistol speaks naught but truth. Fal. I will deliver her.

[shouts within, and the trumpets sound. Pis. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangor

sounds.

Enter king and his train, the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE

among them.

Fal. God save thy grace, king Hal! my royal

Hal! Pis. The heavens thee guard and keep, most

royal imp 1 of fame! Fal. God save thee, my sweet boy. King. My lord chief justice, speak to that vain

man.

Ch. Jus. Have you your wits? Know you what

'tis you speak?

Fal. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my

heart! King. I know thee not, old man.

Fall to thy prayers. How ill white hairs become a fool and jester! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell’d, so old, and so profane ; But, being awake, I do despise my dream. Make less thy body, hence, and more thy grace; Leave gormandising: know, the grave doth gape For thee thrice wider than for other men. Reply not to me with a fool-born jest; Presume not, that I am the thing I was : For Heaven doth know, so shall the world per

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ceive,

That I have turn'd away my former self ;
So will I those that kept me company.
When thou dost hear I am as I have been,
Approach me; and thou shalt be as thou wast,
The tutor and the feeder of my riots :
Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death,
As I have done the rest of

my misleaders,
Not to come near our person by ten mile.
For competence of life, I will allow you,
That lack of means enforce you not to evil;
And, as we hear you do reform yourselves,
We will,--according to your strength and quali-

Set on.

Give you advancement. Be it your charge, my

lord, To see perform’d the tenor of our word.

[Exeunt King and his train. Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.

Shal. Ay, marry, sir John ; which I beseech you to let me have home with me.

Fal. That can hardly be, master Shallow. Do not you grieve at this : I shall be sent for in private to him : look you, he must seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancement: I will be the man yet that shall make you great.

Shal. I cannot perceive how, unless you give me your doublet, and stuff me out with straw. I beseech you, good sir John, let me have five hundred of my thousand,

Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word : this that you heard, was but a color.

Shal. A color, I fear, that you will die in, sir John.

Fal. Fear no colors; go with me to dinner. Come, lieutenant Pistol; come, Bardolph : I shall be sent for soon at night.

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Re-enter PRINCE JOHN, CHIEF JUSTICE, Officers, &c.

Ch. Jus. Go, carry sir John Falstaff to the Fleet ; Take all his company along with him.

Fal. My lord, my lord,
Ch. Jus. I cannot now speak: I will hear you