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So many greedy looks of young and old
York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men,
IN TWO PARTS.
If Shakspeare's fondness for the ludicrous sometimes led to faults in his tragedies (which was not often the case) he has made us amends by the character of Falstaff. This is perhaps the most substantial comic character that ever was invented. Sir John carries a most portly presence in the mind's eye; and in him, not to speak it profanely, “we behold the fulness of the spirit of wit and humor bodily.” We are as well acquainted with his person as his mind, and his jokes come upon us with double force and relish from the quantity of flesh through which they make their way, as he shakes his fat sides with laughter, or "lards the lean earth as he walks along." Other comic characters seem, if we approach and handle them, to resolve themselves into air, “ into thin air;" but this is embodied and palpable to the grossest apprehension : it lies “three fingers deep upon the ribs," it plays about the lungs and the diaphragm with all the force of animal enjoyment. His body is like a good estate to his mind, from which he receives rents and revenues of profit and pleasure in kind, according to its extent, and the richness of the soil. Wit is often a meagre substitute for pleasurable sensation; an effusion of spleen and petty spite at the comforts of others, from feeling none in itself. Falstaff's wit is an emanation of a fine constitution ; an exuberance of good-humor and good-nature; an overflowing of his love of laughter and goodfellowship; a giving vent to his heart's ease and over-contentment with himself and others. He would not be in character, i be were not so fat as he is; for there is the greatest keeping in the boundless luxury of his imagination and the pampered self-indulgence of his physical appetites. He manures and nourishes his mind with jests, as he does his body with sack and sugar. He carves out his jokes, as he would a capon, or a haunch of venison, where there is cut and come again ; and pours out upon them the oil of gladness. His tongue drops fatness, and in the chambers of his brain " it snows of meat and drink." He keeps up perpetual holiday and open house, and we live with him in a round of invitations to a rump and dozen.-Yet we are not to suppose that he was a mere sensualist. All this is as much in imagination as in reality. His sensuality does not engross and stupify his other faculties, but “ascends me into the brain, clears away all the dull, crude vapors that en. viron it, and makes it full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes." His imagination keeps up the ball after his senses have done with it. He seems to have even a greater en. joyment of the freedom from restraint, of good cheer, of his case, of his vanity, in the ideal exaggerated descriptions which he gives of them, than in fact. He never fails to enrich his discourse with allusions to eating and drinking, but we never see him at table. He carries his own larder about with him, and he is himself "a tun of man." His pulling out the bottle in the field of battle is a joke to show his contempt for glory accompanied with danger, his systematic ad. herence to his Epicurean philosophy in the most trying circum. stances. Again, such is his deliberate exaggeration of his own vices, that it does not seem quite certain whether the account of his hostess's bill, found in his pocket, with such an out-of-the. way charge for capons and sack with only one halfprany. worth of bread, was not put there by himself as a trick to humor the jes* upon his favorite propensities, and as a conscious caricature of himself. He is represented as a liar, a braggart, # coward, a glutton, &c., and yet we are not offended but delighted with him ; for he is all these as much to amuse others as to gratify himself. He openly assumes all these characters to show the humorous part of them. The unrestrained indulgence of his own ease, appetites, and convenience, has neither malice bor hy. pocrisy in it. In a word, he is an actor in himself almost as much as upon the stage, and we no more object o the character of Falstaff in a moral point of view than we should think of bringing aa excellent comedian, who should represent him to the life, before one of the police offices. We only consider the number of pleasant lights in which he puts certain foibles (the more pleasant as they are opposed to the received rules and necessary restraints of society) and do not trouble ourselves about the consequences resulting from them, for no mischievous consequences do result. Sir John is old as well as fat, which gives a melancholy retrospective tinge to the character; and by the disparity between his inclinations and his capacity for enjoy. ment, makes it still more ludicrous and fantastical. ..
The secret of Falstaff's wit is for the most part a masterly presence of mind, an absolute self-possession, which nothing can disturb. His repartees are involuntary suggestions of his selflove; instinctive evasions of everything that threatens to interrupt the career of his triumphant jollity and self-complacency. His very size floats him out of all his difficulties in a sea of rich conceits; and he turns round on the pivot of his convenience, with every occasion and at a moment's warning. His natural repugnance to every unpleasant thought or circumstance of itself makes light of objections, and provokes the most extravagant and licentious answers in his own justification. His indifference to truth puts no check upon his invention, and the more improbable and unexpected his contrivances are, the more happily does he seem to be delivered of them, the anticipation of their effect acting as a stimulus to the gaiety of his fancy. The suc. cess of one adventurous sally gives him spirits to undertake another: he deals always in round numbers, and his exaggera. tions and excuses are “open, palpable, monstrous as the father that begets them." His dissolute carelessness of what he says discovers itself in the first dialogue with the Prince.
"FALSTAFF. By the lord, thou say'st true, lad ; and is not mine hostess of the tavern a most sweet wench?
P. HENRY, As the honey of Hibla, my old lad of the castle; and is not a buff-jerkin a most sweet robe of durance?
FALSTAFF. How now, how now, mad wag, what, in thy quips and thy quiddities? what a plague have I to do with a buff-jerkin?
P. Hensy. Why, what a pox have I to do with mine hostess of the tavern ?"
In the same scenie he afterwards affects melancholy, from pure satisfaction of heart, and professes reform, because it is the far. thest thing in the world from his thoughts. He has no quaims of conscience, and therefore would as soon talk of them as of anything else when the humor takes him.
* FALSTANT. But Hal, I prythee trouble me no more with vanity. I would to God thou and I knew where a commodity of good names were to be bou, ht: an old lord of council rated me the other day in the street about you, sır; but I mark'd him not, and yet he talked very wisely, and in the street too.
P. HENRY. Thou didst well, for wisdomn cries out in the street, and no man regards it.
FALSTANT. O, thou hast damnable iteration, and art indeed able to cope rupt a saint. Thou hast done mach harın unto me, Hal, God forgive thee for it. Before I knew thee, Hal, I know nothing, and now I am, if a man should speak truly. battle better than one of the wicked, I must give over this life, and I will give it over, by the land, an I do not, I am a villan. I'll be damn'd for never a king's son in Christendom.
P. HENRY. Where shall we take a purse to-mortor, Jack)
FALAT ANY. Where thou wilt, land, I'll make one ; an I do not, call me villain, and batlle me.
P. HESNY. I see good amendment of life in thee, from praying to purse taking
FALSTANY. Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal. "Tis no sin Rue a man to labor in his vocation."
Or the other prominent passages, his account of his pretended resistance to the robbers, “who grew frorn four men in buckram into eleven " as the imagination of his own valor increased with his relating it, his getting off when the truth is discovered by pretending he knew the Prince, the scene in which in the person of the old king he lectures the prince and gives himself a good character, the soliloquy on honor, and description of his new. raised recruis, his meeting with the chief justice, his abuse of the Prince and Poins, who overbear him, to Doll Taresteet, his mreon. iliation with Mrs. Qun kly who has arrested him for an old debt, and whom he persuades to pawn her plate w lead him ten pounds more, and the scenes with Shallow and Silence, are