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      <article class="book" id="R.1">
         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>The Second Part of Henry the Fourth</h1>
         </header>
         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. INDUCTION</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  York. The Archbishop's palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  London. Another street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  Warkworth. Before the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The Boar's-head Tavern in Eastcheap.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  Westminster. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Gloucestershire. Before SHALLOW'S house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the forest.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Another part of the forest.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.8">6. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.2">1. SCENE I.  Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.3">2. SCENE II.  Westminster. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.4">3. SCENE III.  Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S orchard.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.6">5. SCENE V.  A public place near Westminster Abbey.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.7">6. EPILOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
            <header class="preface-titlepage">
               <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
            </header>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">RUMOUR, the Presenter.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">KING HENRY, the Fourth. </span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">PRINCE HENRY OF WALES afterwards KING HENRY V.</span>
                        <span class="personname">THOMAS, DUKE OF, CLARENCE</span>
                        <span class="personname">PRINCE HUMPHREY, OF GLOUCESTER</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">sons of King Henry.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL OF WARWICK</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL OF WESTMORELAND</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL OF SURREY</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">GOWER</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">HARCOURT</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">BLUNT</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Lord Chief-Justice of the King's Bench</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">A Servant of the Chief-Justice.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SCROOP, ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LORD MOWBRAY</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LORD HASTINGS</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LORD BARDOLPH</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR JOHN COLEVILE</span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">TRAVERS</span>
                        <span class="personname">MORTON</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">retainers of Northumberland.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR JOHN FALSTAFF</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">His Page. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">BARDOLPH</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">PISTOL</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">POINS</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">PETO</span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">SHALLOW</span>
                        <span class="personname">SILENCE</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">country justices.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DAVY, servant to Shallow.</span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">MOULDY</span>
                        <span class="personname">SHADOW</span>
                        <span class="personname">WART</span>
                        <span class="personname">FEEBLE</span>
                        <span class="personname">BULLCALF</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">recruits.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">FANG</span>
                        <span class="personname">SNARE</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">sheriff's officers.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LADY NORTHUMBERLAND</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LADY PERCY</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">MISTRESS QUICKLY, hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DOLL TEARSHEET</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Lords and Attendants; Porter, Drawers, Beadles, Grooms, &c.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">A Dancer, speaker of the epilogue.</span>
            </p>
            <p>SCENE  England.</p>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 1. INDUCTION</h2>
            </header>
            <p>Warkworth. Before the castle</p>
            <p>Enter RUMOUR, painted full of tongues</p>
            <div class="dialogue">
               <div class="linegroup">
                  <div class="speaker">RUMOUR</div>
                  <div class="line">Open your ears; for which of you will stop</div>
                  <div class="line">The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks?</div>
                  <div class="line">I, from the orient to the drooping west,</div>
                  <div class="line">Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold</div>
                  <div class="line">The acts commenced on this ball of earth:</div>
                  <div class="line">Upon my tongues continual slanders ride,</div>
                  <div class="line">The which in every language I pronounce,</div>
                  <div class="line">Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.</div>
                  <div class="line">I speak of peace, while covert enmity</div>
                  <div class="line">Under the smile of safety wounds the world:</div>
                  <div class="line">And who but Rumour, who but only I,</div>
                  <div class="line">Make fearful musters and prepared defence,</div>
                  <div class="line">Whiles the big year, swoln with some other grief,</div>
                  <div class="line">Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war,</div>
                  <div class="line">And no such matter? Rumour is a pipe</div>
                  <div class="line">Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures</div>
                  <div class="line">And of so easy and so plain a stop</div>
                  <div class="line">That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,</div>
                  <div class="line">The still-discordant wavering multitude,</div>
                  <div class="line">Can play upon it. But what need I thus</div>
                  <div class="line">My well-known body to anatomize</div>
                  <div class="line">Among my household? Why is Rumour here?</div>
                  <div class="line">I run before King Harry's victory;</div>
                  <div class="line">Who in a bloody field by Shrewsbury</div>
                  <div class="line">Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his troops,</div>
                  <div class="line">Quenching the flame of bold rebellion</div>
                  <div class="line">Even with the rebel's blood. But what mean I</div>
                  <div class="line">To speak so true at first? my office is</div>
                  <div class="line">To noise abroad that Harry Monmouth fell</div>
                  <div class="line">Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword,</div>
                  <div class="line">And that the king before the Douglas' rage</div>
                  <div class="line">Stoop'd his anointed head as low as death.</div>
                  <div class="line">This have I rumour'd through the peasant towns</div>
                  <div class="line">Between that royal field of Shrewsbury</div>
                  <div class="line">And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone,</div>
                  <div class="line">Where Hotspur's father, old Northumberland,</div>
                  <div class="line">Lies crafty-sick: the posts come tiring on,</div>
                  <div class="line">And not a man of them brings other news</div>
                  <div class="line">Than they have learn'd of me: from Rumour's tongues</div>
                  <div class="line">They bring smooth comforts false, worse than</div>
                  <div class="line">true wrongs.</div>
               </div>
            </div>
            <p>Exit</p>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 2. ACT I</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  The same.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  London. A street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  York. The Archbishop's palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  The same.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LORD BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Who keeps the gate here, ho?</div>
                     <p>The Porter opens the gate</p>
                     <div class="line">Where is the earl?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                     <div class="line">What shall I say you are?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell thou the earl</div>
                     <div class="line">That the Lord Bardolph doth attend him here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                     <div class="line">His lordship is walk'd forth into the orchard;</div>
                     <div class="line">Please it your honour, knock but at the gate,</div>
                     <div class="line">And he himself wilt answer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter NORTHUMBERLAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes the earl.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit Porter</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">What news, Lord Bardolph? every minute now</div>
                     <div class="line">Should be the father of some stratagem:</div>
                     <div class="line">The times are wild: contention, like a horse</div>
                     <div class="line">Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose</div>
                     <div class="line">And bears down all before him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Noble earl,</div>
                     <div class="line">I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Good, an God will!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">As good as heart can wish:</div>
                     <div class="line">The king is almost wounded to the death;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, in the fortune of my lord your son,</div>
                     <div class="line">Prince Harry slain outright; and both the Blunts</div>
                     <div class="line">Kill'd by the hand of Douglas; young Prince John</div>
                     <div class="line">And Westmoreland and Stafford fled the field;</div>
                     <div class="line">And Harry Monmouth's brawn, the hulk Sir John,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is prisoner to your son: O, such a day,</div>
                     <div class="line">So fought, so follow'd and so fairly won,</div>
                     <div class="line">Came not till now to dignify the times,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since Caesar's fortunes!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">How is this derived?</div>
                     <div class="line">Saw you the field? came you from Shrewsbury?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">I spake with one, my lord, that came from thence,</div>
                     <div class="line">A gentleman well bred and of good name,</div>
                     <div class="line">That freely render'd me these news for true.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes my servant Travers, whom I sent</div>
                     <div class="line">On Tuesday last to listen after news.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter TRAVERS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I over-rode him on the way;</div>
                     <div class="line">And he is furnish'd with no certainties</div>
                     <div class="line">More than he haply may retail from me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, Travers, what good tidings comes with you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TRAVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, Sir John Umfrevile turn'd me back</div>
                     <div class="line">With joyful tidings; and, being better horsed,</div>
                     <div class="line">Out-rode me. After him came spurring hard</div>
                     <div class="line">A gentleman, almost forspent with speed,</div>
                     <div class="line">That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse.</div>
                     <div class="line">He ask'd the way to Chester; and of him</div>
                     <div class="line">I did demand what news from Shrewsbury:</div>
                     <div class="line">He told me that rebellion had bad luck</div>
                     <div class="line">And that young Harry Percy's spur was cold.</div>
                     <div class="line">With that, he gave his able horse the head,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bending forward struck his armed heels</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the panting sides of his poor jade</div>
                     <div class="line">Up to the rowel-head, and starting so</div>
                     <div class="line">He seem'd in running to devour the way,</div>
                     <div class="line">Staying no longer question.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha! Again:</div>
                     <div class="line">Said he young Harry Percy's spur was cold?</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Hotspur Coldspur? that rebellion</div>
                     <div class="line">Had met ill luck?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I'll tell you what;</div>
                     <div class="line">If my young lord your son have not the day,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon mine honour, for a silken point</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll give my barony: never talk of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Why should that gentleman that rode by Travers</div>
                     <div class="line">Give then such instances of loss?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, he?</div>
                     <div class="line">He was some hilding fellow that had stolen</div>
                     <div class="line">The horse he rode on, and, upon my life,</div>
                     <div class="line">Spoke at a venture. Look, here comes more news.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MORTON</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, this man's brow, like to a title-leaf,</div>
                     <div class="line">Foretells the nature of a tragic volume:</div>
                     <div class="line">So looks the strand whereon the imperious flood</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath left a witness'd usurpation.</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                     <div class="line">I ran from Shrewsbury, my noble lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where hateful death put on his ugliest mask</div>
                     <div class="line">To fright our party.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">How doth my son and brother?</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou tremblest; and the whiteness in thy cheek</div>
                     <div class="line">Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand.</div>
                     <div class="line">Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless,</div>
                     <div class="line">So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone,</div>
                     <div class="line">Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night,</div>
                     <div class="line">And would have told him half his Troy was burnt;</div>
                     <div class="line">But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I my Percy's death ere thou report'st it.</div>
                     <div class="line">This thou wouldst say, 'Your son did thus and thus;</div>
                     <div class="line">Your brother thus: so fought the noble Douglas:'</div>
                     <div class="line">Stopping my greedy ear with their bold deeds:</div>
                     <div class="line">But in the end, to stop my ear indeed,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast a sigh to blow away this praise,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ending with 'Brother, son, and all are dead.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                     <div class="line">Douglas is living, and your brother, yet;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, for my lord your son--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, he is dead.</div>
                     <div class="line">See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!</div>
                     <div class="line">He that but fears the thing he would not know</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath by instinct knowledge from others' eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">That what he fear'd is chanced. Yet speak, Morton;</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell thou an earl his divination lies,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will take it as a sweet disgrace</div>
                     <div class="line">And make thee rich for doing me such wrong.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                     <div class="line">You are too great to be by me gainsaid:</div>
                     <div class="line">Your spirit is too true, your fears too certain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet, for all this, say not that Percy's dead.</div>
                     <div class="line">I see a strange confession in thine eye:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou shakest thy head and hold'st it fear or sin</div>
                     <div class="line">To speak a truth. If he be slain, say so;</div>
                     <div class="line">The tongue offends not that reports his death:</div>
                     <div class="line">And he doth sin that doth belie the dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not he which says the dead is not alive.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath but a losing office, and his tongue</div>
                     <div class="line">Sounds ever after as a sullen bell,</div>
                     <div class="line">Remember'd tolling a departing friend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot think, my lord, your son is dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                     <div class="line">I am sorry I should force you to believe</div>
                     <div class="line">That which I would to God I had not seen;</div>
                     <div class="line">But these mine eyes saw him in bloody state,</div>
                     <div class="line">Rendering faint quittance, wearied and out-breathed,</div>
                     <div class="line">To Harry Monmouth; whose swift wrath beat down</div>
                     <div class="line">The never-daunted Percy to the earth,</div>
                     <div class="line">From whence with life he never more sprung up.</div>
                     <div class="line">In few, his death, whose spirit lent a fire</div>
                     <div class="line">Even to the dullest peasant in his camp,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being bruited once, took fire and heat away</div>
                     <div class="line">From the best temper'd courage in his troops;</div>
                     <div class="line">For from his metal was his party steel'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which once in him abated, all the rest</div>
                     <div class="line">Turn'd on themselves, like dull and heavy lead:</div>
                     <div class="line">And as the thing that's heavy in itself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon enforcement flies with greatest speed,</div>
                     <div class="line">So did our men, heavy in Hotspur's loss,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lend to this weight such lightness with their fear</div>
                     <div class="line">That arrows fled not swifter toward their aim</div>
                     <div class="line">Than did our soldiers, aiming at their safety,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fly from the field. Then was the noble Worcester</div>
                     <div class="line">Too soon ta'en prisoner; and that furious Scot,</div>
                     <div class="line">The bloody Douglas, whose well-labouring sword</div>
                     <div class="line">Had three times slain the appearance of the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Gan vail his stomach and did grace the shame</div>
                     <div class="line">Of those that turn'd their backs, and in his flight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Stumbling in fear, was took. The sum of all</div>
                     <div class="line">Is that the king hath won, and hath sent out</div>
                     <div class="line">A speedy power to encounter you, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Under the conduct of young Lancaster</div>
                     <div class="line">And Westmoreland. This is the news at full.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">For this I shall have time enough to mourn.</div>
                     <div class="line">In poison there is physic; and these news,</div>
                     <div class="line">Having been well, that would have made me sick,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being sick, have in some measure made me well:</div>
                     <div class="line">And as the wretch, whose fever-weaken'd joints,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like strengthless hinges, buckle under life,</div>
                     <div class="line">Impatient of his fit, breaks like a fire</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of his keeper's arms, even so my limbs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Weaken'd with grief, being now enraged with grief,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are thrice themselves. Hence, therefore, thou nice crutch!</div>
                     <div class="line">A scaly gauntlet now with joints of steel</div>
                     <div class="line">Must glove this hand: and hence, thou sickly quoif!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art a guard too wanton for the head</div>
                     <div class="line">Which princes, flesh'd with conquest, aim to hit.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now bind my brows with iron; and approach</div>
                     <div class="line">The ragged'st hour that time and spite dare bring</div>
                     <div class="line">To frown upon the enraged Northumberland!</div>
                     <div class="line">Let heaven kiss earth! now let not Nature's hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Keep the wild flood confined! let order die!</div>
                     <div class="line">And let this world no longer be a stage</div>
                     <div class="line">To feed contention in a lingering act;</div>
                     <div class="line">But let one spirit of the first-born Cain</div>
                     <div class="line">Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set</div>
                     <div class="line">On bloody courses, the rude scene may end,</div>
                     <div class="line">And darkness be the burier of the dead!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TRAVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">This strained passion doth you wrong, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from your honour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                     <div class="line">The lives of all your loving complices</div>
                     <div class="line">Lean on your health; the which, if you give o'er</div>
                     <div class="line">To stormy passion, must perforce decay.</div>
                     <div class="line">You cast the event of war, my noble lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">And summ'd the account of chance, before you said</div>
                     <div class="line">'Let us make head.' It was your presurmise,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, in the dole of blows, your son might drop:</div>
                     <div class="line">You knew he walk'd o'er perils, on an edge,</div>
                     <div class="line">More likely to fall in than to get o'er;</div>
                     <div class="line">You were advised his flesh was capable</div>
                     <div class="line">Of wounds and scars and that his forward spirit</div>
                     <div class="line">Would lift him where most trade of danger ranged:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet did you say 'Go forth;' and none of this,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though strongly apprehended, could restrain</div>
                     <div class="line">The stiff-borne action: what hath then befallen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or what hath this bold enterprise brought forth,</div>
                     <div class="line">More than that being which was like to be?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">We all that are engaged to this loss</div>
                     <div class="line">Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas</div>
                     <div class="line">That if we wrought our life 'twas ten to one;</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet we ventured, for the gain proposed</div>
                     <div class="line">Choked the respect of likely peril fear'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">And since we are o'erset, venture again.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, we will all put forth, body and goods.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis more than time: and, my most noble lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">I hear for certain, and do speak the truth,</div>
                     <div class="line">The gentle Archbishop of York is up</div>
                     <div class="line">With well-appointed powers: he is a man</div>
                     <div class="line">Who with a double surety binds his followers.</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord your son had only but the corpse,</div>
                     <div class="line">But shadows and the shows of men, to fight;</div>
                     <div class="line">For that same word, rebellion, did divide</div>
                     <div class="line">The action of their bodies from their souls;</div>
                     <div class="line">And they did fight with queasiness, constrain'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">As men drink potions, that their weapons only</div>
                     <div class="line">Seem'd on our side; but, for their spirits and souls,</div>
                     <div class="line">This word, rebellion, it had froze them up,</div>
                     <div class="line">As fish are in a pond. But now the bishop</div>
                     <div class="line">Turns insurrection to religion:</div>
                     <div class="line">Supposed sincere and holy in his thoughts,</div>
                     <div class="line">He's followed both with body and with mind;</div>
                     <div class="line">And doth enlarge his rising with the blood</div>
                     <div class="line">Of fair King Richard, scraped from Pomfret stones;</div>
                     <div class="line">Derives from heaven his quarrel and his cause;</div>
                     <div class="line">Tells them he doth bestride a bleeding land,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke;</div>
                     <div class="line">And more and less do flock to follow him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">I knew of this before; but, to speak truth,</div>
                     <div class="line">This present grief had wiped it from my mind.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go in with me; and counsel every man</div>
                     <div class="line">The aptest way for safety and revenge:</div>
                     <div class="line">Get posts and letters, and make friends with speed:</div>
                     <div class="line">Never so few, and never yet more need.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  London. A street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF, with his Page bearing his sword
and buckler</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy</div>
                     <div class="line">water; but, for the party that owed it, he might</div>
                     <div class="line">have more diseases than he knew for.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me: the</div>
                     <div class="line">brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not</div>
                     <div class="line">able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more</div>
                     <div class="line">than I invent or is invented on me: I am not only</div>
                     <div class="line">witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other</div>
                     <div class="line">men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that</div>
                     <div class="line">hath overwhelmed all her litter but one. If the</div>
                     <div class="line">prince put thee into my service for any other reason</div>
                     <div class="line">than to set me off, why then I have no judgment.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to be worn</div>
                     <div class="line">in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never</div>
                     <div class="line">manned with an agate till now: but I will inset you</div>
                     <div class="line">neither in gold nor silver, but in vile apparel, and</div>
                     <div class="line">send you back again to your master, for a jewel,--</div>
                     <div class="line">the juvenal, the prince your master, whose chin is</div>
                     <div class="line">not yet fledged. I will sooner have a beard grow in</div>
                     <div class="line">the palm of my hand than he shall get one on his</div>
                     <div class="line">cheek; and yet he will not stick to say his face is</div>
                     <div class="line">a face-royal: God may finish it when he will, 'tis</div>
                     <div class="line">not a hair amiss yet: he may keep it still at a</div>
                     <div class="line">face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence</div>
                     <div class="line">out of it; and yet he'll be crowing as if he had</div>
                     <div class="line">writ man ever since his father was a bachelor. He</div>
                     <div class="line">may keep his own grace, but he's almost out of mine,</div>
                     <div class="line">I can assure him. What said Master Dombledon about</div>
                     <div class="line">the satin for my short cloak and my slops?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">He said, sir, you should procure him better</div>
                     <div class="line">assurance than Bardolph: he would not take his</div>
                     <div class="line">band and yours; he liked not the security.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him be damned, like the glutton! pray God his</div>
                     <div class="line">tongue be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel! a rascally</div>
                     <div class="line">yea-forsooth knave! to bear a gentleman in hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">and then stand upon security! The whoreson</div>
                     <div class="line">smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes, and</div>
                     <div class="line">bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a man is</div>
                     <div class="line">through with them in honest taking up, then they</div>
                     <div class="line">must stand upon security. I had as lief they would</div>
                     <div class="line">put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with</div>
                     <div class="line">security. I looked a' should have sent me two and</div>
                     <div class="line">twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he</div>
                     <div class="line">sends me security. Well, he may sleep in security;</div>
                     <div class="line">for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness</div>
                     <div class="line">of his wife shines through it: and yet cannot he</div>
                     <div class="line">see, though he have his own lanthorn to light him.</div>
                     <div class="line">Where's Bardolph?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">He's gone into Smithfield to buy your worship a horse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in</div>
                     <div class="line">Smithfield: an I could get me but a wife in the</div>
                     <div class="line">stews, I were manned, horsed, and wived.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Lord Chief-Justice and Servant</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed the</div>
                     <div class="line">Prince for striking him about Bardolph.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Wait, close; I will not see him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">What's he that goes there?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">Falstaff, an't please your lordship.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">He that was in question for the robbery?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">He, my lord: but he hath since done good service at</div>
                     <div class="line">Shrewsbury; and, as I hear, is now going with some</div>
                     <div class="line">charge to the Lord John of Lancaster.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">What, to York? Call him back again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John Falstaff!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Boy, tell him I am deaf.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">You must speak louder; my master is deaf.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I am sure he is, to the hearing of any thing good.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, pluck him by the elbow; I must speak with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not</div>
                     <div class="line">wars? is there not employment? doth not the king</div>
                     <div class="line">lack subjects? do not the rebels need soldiers?</div>
                     <div class="line">Though it be a shame to be on any side but one, it</div>
                     <div class="line">is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side,</div>
                     <div class="line">were it worse than the name of rebellion can tell</div>
                     <div class="line">how to make it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">You mistake me, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? setting</div>
                     <div class="line">my knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had lied</div>
                     <div class="line">in my throat, if I had said so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood and our</div>
                     <div class="line">soldiership aside; and give me leave to tell you,</div>
                     <div class="line">you lie in your throat, if you say I am any other</div>
                     <div class="line">than an honest man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that</div>
                     <div class="line">which grows to me! if thou gettest any leave of me,</div>
                     <div class="line">hang me; if thou takest leave, thou wert better be</div>
                     <div class="line">hanged. You hunt counter: hence! avaunt!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir, my lord would speak with you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John Falstaff, a word with you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My good lord! God give your lordship good time of</div>
                     <div class="line">day. I am glad to see your lordship abroad: I heard</div>
                     <div class="line">say your lordship was sick: I hope your lordship</div>
                     <div class="line">goes abroad by advice. Your lordship, though not</div>
                     <div class="line">clean past your youth, hath yet some smack of age in</div>
                     <div class="line">you, some relish of the saltness of time; and I must</div>
                     <div class="line">humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverent care</div>
                     <div class="line">of your health.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, I sent for you before your expedition to</div>
                     <div class="line">Shrewsbury.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">An't please your lordship, I hear his majesty is</div>
                     <div class="line">returned with some discomfort from Wales.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I talk not of his majesty: you would not come when</div>
                     <div class="line">I sent for you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">And I hear, moreover, his highness is fallen into</div>
                     <div class="line">this same whoreson apoplexy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, God mend him! I pray you, let me speak with</div>
                     <div class="line">you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of lethargy,</div>
                     <div class="line">an't please your lordship; a kind of sleeping in the</div>
                     <div class="line">blood, a whoreson tingling.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">What tell you me of it? be it as it is.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">It hath its original from much grief, from study and</div>
                     <div class="line">perturbation of the brain: I have read the cause of</div>
                     <div class="line">his effects in Galen: it is a kind of deafness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I think you are fallen into the disease; for you</div>
                     <div class="line">hear not what I say to you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Very well, my lord, very well: rather, an't please</div>
                     <div class="line">you, it is the disease of not listening, the malady</div>
                     <div class="line">of not marking, that I am troubled withal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">To punish you by the heels would amend the</div>
                     <div class="line">attention of your ears; and I care not if I do</div>
                     <div class="line">become your physician.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient:</div>
                     <div class="line">your lordship may minister the potion of</div>
                     <div class="line">imprisonment to me in respect of poverty; but how</div>
                     <div class="line">should I be your patient to follow your</div>
                     <div class="line">prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of a</div>
                     <div class="line">scruple, or indeed a scruple itself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I sent for you, when there were matters against you</div>
                     <div class="line">for your life, to come speak with me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">As I was then advised by my learned counsel in the</div>
                     <div class="line">laws of this land-service, I did not come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live in great infamy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He that buckles him in my belt cannot live in less.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Your means are very slender, and your waste is great.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I would it were otherwise; I would my means were</div>
                     <div class="line">greater, and my waist slenderer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">You have misled the youthful prince.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">The young prince hath misled me: I am the fellow</div>
                     <div class="line">with the great belly, and he my dog.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, I am loath to gall a new-healed wound: your</div>
                     <div class="line">day's service at Shrewsbury hath a little gilded</div>
                     <div class="line">over your night's exploit on Gad's-hill: you may</div>
                     <div class="line">thank the unquiet time for your quiet o'er-posting</div>
                     <div class="line">that action.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">But since all is well, keep it so: wake not a</div>
                     <div class="line">sleeping wolf.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">To wake a wolf is as bad as to smell a fox.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">What! you are as a candle, the better part burnt</div>
                     <div class="line">out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A wassail candle, my lord, all tallow: if I did say</div>
                     <div class="line">of wax, my growth would approve the truth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">There is not a white hair on your face but should</div>
                     <div class="line">have his effect of gravity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">You follow the young prince up and down, like his</div>
                     <div class="line">ill angel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so, my lord; your ill angel is light; but I hope</div>
                     <div class="line">he that looks upon me will take me without weighing:</div>
                     <div class="line">and yet, in some respects, I grant, I cannot go: I</div>
                     <div class="line">cannot tell. Virtue is of so little regard in these</div>
                     <div class="line">costermonger times that true valour is turned</div>
                     <div class="line">bear-herd: pregnancy is made a tapster, and hath</div>
                     <div class="line">his quick wit wasted in giving reckonings: all the</div>
                     <div class="line">other gifts appertinent to man, as the malice of</div>
                     <div class="line">this age shapes them, are not worth a gooseberry.</div>
                     <div class="line">You that are old consider not the capacities of us</div>
                     <div class="line">that are young; you do measure the heat of our</div>
                     <div class="line">livers with the bitterness of your galls: and we</div>
                     <div class="line">that are in the vaward of our youth, I must confess,</div>
                     <div class="line">are wags too.</div>
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               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth,</div>
                     <div class="line">that are written down old with all the characters of</div>
                     <div class="line">age? Have you not a moist eye? a dry hand? a</div>
                     <div class="line">yellow cheek? a white beard? a decreasing leg? an</div>
                     <div class="line">increasing belly? is not your voice broken? your</div>
                     <div class="line">wind short? your chin double? your wit single? and</div>
                     <div class="line">every part about you blasted with antiquity? and</div>
                     <div class="line">will you yet call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir John!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the</div>
                     <div class="line">afternoon, with a white head and something a round</div>
                     <div class="line">belly. For my voice, I have lost it with halloing</div>
                     <div class="line">and singing of anthems. To approve my youth</div>
                     <div class="line">further, I will not: the truth is, I am only old in</div>
                     <div class="line">judgment and understanding; and he that will caper</div>
                     <div class="line">with me for a thousand marks, let him lend me the</div>
                     <div class="line">money, and have at him! For the box of the ear that</div>
                     <div class="line">the prince gave you, he gave it like a rude prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">and you took it like a sensible lord. I have</div>
                     <div class="line">chequed him for it, and the young lion repents;</div>
                     <div class="line">marry, not in ashes and sackcloth, but in new silk</div>
                     <div class="line">and old sack.</div>
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               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, God send the prince a better companion!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">God send the companion a better prince! I cannot</div>
                     <div class="line">rid my hands of him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, the king hath severed you and Prince Harry: I</div>
                     <div class="line">hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster</div>
                     <div class="line">against the Archbishop and the Earl of</div>
                     <div class="line">Northumberland.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look</div>
                     <div class="line">you pray, all you that kiss my lady Peace at home,</div>
                     <div class="line">that our armies join not in a hot day; for, by the</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord, I take but two shirts out with me, and I mean</div>
                     <div class="line">not to sweat extraordinarily: if it be a hot day,</div>
                     <div class="line">and I brandish any thing but a bottle, I would I</div>
                     <div class="line">might never spit white again. There is not a</div>
                     <div class="line">dangerous action can peep out his head but I am</div>
                     <div class="line">thrust upon it: well, I cannot last ever: but it</div>
                     <div class="line">was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if</div>
                     <div class="line">they have a good thing, to make it too common. If</div>
                     <div class="line">ye will needs say I am an old man, you should give</div>
                     <div class="line">me rest. I would to God my name were not so</div>
                     <div class="line">terrible to the enemy as it is: I were better to be</div>
                     <div class="line">eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to</div>
                     <div class="line">nothing with perpetual motion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, be honest, be honest; and God bless your</div>
                     <div class="line">expedition!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to</div>
                     <div class="line">furnish me forth?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Not a penny, not a penny; you are too impatient to</div>
                     <div class="line">bear crosses. Fare you well: commend me to my</div>
                     <div class="line">cousin Westmoreland.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt Chief-Justice and Servant</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man</div>
                     <div class="line">can no more separate age and covetousness than a'</div>
                     <div class="line">can part young limbs and lechery: but the gout</div>
                     <div class="line">galls the one, and the pox pinches the other; and</div>
                     <div class="line">so both the degrees prevent my curses. Boy!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What money is in my purse?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">Seven groats and two pence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I can get no remedy against this consumption of the</div>
                     <div class="line">purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out,</div>
                     <div class="line">but the disease is incurable. Go bear this letter</div>
                     <div class="line">to my Lord of Lancaster; this to the prince; this</div>
                     <div class="line">to the Earl of Westmoreland; and this to old</div>
                     <div class="line">Mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry</div>
                     <div class="line">since I perceived the first white hair on my chin.</div>
                     <div class="line">About it: you know where to find me.</div>
                     <p>Exit Page</p>
                     <div class="line">A pox of this gout! or, a gout of this pox! for</div>
                     <div class="line">the one or the other plays the rogue with my great</div>
                     <div class="line">toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I have the wars</div>
                     <div class="line">for my colour, and my pension shall seem the more</div>
                     <div class="line">reasonable. A good wit will make use of any thing:</div>
                     <div class="line">I will turn diseases to commodity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  York. The Archbishop's palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, the Lords HASTINGS,
MOWBRAY, and BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus have you heard our cause and known our means;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, my most noble friends, I pray you all,</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes:</div>
                     <div class="line">And first, lord marshal, what say you to it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">I well allow the occasion of our arms;</div>
                     <div class="line">But gladly would be better satisfied</div>
                     <div class="line">How in our means we should advance ourselves</div>
                     <div class="line">To look with forehead bold and big enough</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the power and puissance of the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Our present musters grow upon the file</div>
                     <div class="line">To five and twenty thousand men of choice;</div>
                     <div class="line">And our supplies live largely in the hope</div>
                     <div class="line">Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns</div>
                     <div class="line">With an incensed fire of injuries.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">The question then, Lord Hastings, standeth thus;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whether our present five and twenty thousand</div>
                     <div class="line">May hold up head without Northumberland?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">With him, we may.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, marry, there's the point:</div>
                     <div class="line">But if without him we be thought too feeble,</div>
                     <div class="line">My judgment is, we should not step too far</div>
                     <div class="line">Till we had his assistance by the hand;</div>
                     <div class="line">For in a theme so bloody-faced as this</div>
                     <div class="line">Conjecture, expectation, and surmise</div>
                     <div class="line">Of aids incertain should not be admitted.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis very true, Lord Bardolph; for indeed</div>
                     <div class="line">It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">It was, my lord; who lined himself with hope,</div>
                     <div class="line">Eating the air on promise of supply,</div>
                     <div class="line">Flattering himself in project of a power</div>
                     <div class="line">Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts:</div>
                     <div class="line">And so, with great imagination</div>
                     <div class="line">Proper to madmen, led his powers to death</div>
                     <div class="line">And winking leap'd into destruction.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt</div>
                     <div class="line">To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, if this present quality of war,</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed the instant action: a cause on foot</div>
                     <div class="line">Lives so in hope as in an early spring</div>
                     <div class="line">We see the appearing buds; which to prove fruit,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hope gives not so much warrant as despair</div>
                     <div class="line">That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build,</div>
                     <div class="line">We first survey the plot, then draw the model;</div>
                     <div class="line">And when we see the figure of the house,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then must we rate the cost of the erection;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which if we find outweighs ability,</div>
                     <div class="line">What do we then but draw anew the model</div>
                     <div class="line">In fewer offices, or at last desist</div>
                     <div class="line">To build at all? Much more, in this great work,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down</div>
                     <div class="line">And set another up, should we survey</div>
                     <div class="line">The plot of situation and the model,</div>
                     <div class="line">Consent upon a sure foundation,</div>
                     <div class="line">Question surveyors, know our own estate,</div>
                     <div class="line">How able such a work to undergo,</div>
                     <div class="line">To weigh against his opposite; or else</div>
                     <div class="line">We fortify in paper and in figures,</div>
                     <div class="line">Using the names of men instead of men:</div>
                     <div class="line">Like one that draws the model of a house</div>
                     <div class="line">Beyond his power to build it; who, half through,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gives o'er and leaves his part-created cost</div>
                     <div class="line">A naked subject to the weeping clouds</div>
                     <div class="line">And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Grant that our hopes, yet likely of fair birth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Should be still-born, and that we now possess'd</div>
                     <div class="line">The utmost man of expectation,</div>
                     <div class="line">I think we are a body strong enough,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even as we are, to equal with the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">What, is the king but five and twenty thousand?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">To us no more; nay, not so much, Lord Bardolph.</div>
                     <div class="line">For his divisions, as the times do brawl,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are in three heads: one power against the French,</div>
                     <div class="line">And one against Glendower; perforce a third</div>
                     <div class="line">Must take up us: so is the unfirm king</div>
                     <div class="line">In three divided; and his coffers sound</div>
                     <div class="line">With hollow poverty and emptiness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">That he should draw his several strengths together</div>
                     <div class="line">And come against us in full puissance,</div>
                     <div class="line">Need not be dreaded.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">If he should do so,</div>
                     <div class="line">He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and Welsh</div>
                     <div class="line">Baying him at the heels: never fear that.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Who is it like should lead his forces hither?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">The Duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland;</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth:</div>
                     <div class="line">But who is substituted 'gainst the French,</div>
                     <div class="line">I have no certain notice.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us on,</div>
                     <div class="line">And publish the occasion of our arms.</div>
                     <div class="line">The commonwealth is sick of their own choice;</div>
                     <div class="line">Their over-greedy love hath surfeited:</div>
                     <div class="line">An habitation giddy and unsure</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.</div>
                     <div class="line">O thou fond many, with what loud applause</div>
                     <div class="line">Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke,</div>
                     <div class="line">Before he was what thou wouldst have him be!</div>
                     <div class="line">And being now trimm'd in thine own desires,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him,</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou provokest thyself to cast him up.</div>
                     <div class="line">So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard;</div>
                     <div class="line">And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up,</div>
                     <div class="line">And howl'st to find it. What trust is in</div>
                     <div class="line">these times?</div>
                     <div class="line">They that, when Richard lived, would have him die,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are now become enamour'd on his grave:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head</div>
                     <div class="line">When through proud London he came sighing on</div>
                     <div class="line">After the admired heels of Bolingbroke,</div>
                     <div class="line">Criest now 'O earth, yield us that king again,</div>
                     <div class="line">And take thou this!' O thoughts of men accursed!</div>
                     <div class="line">Past and to come seems best; things present worst.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we go draw our numbers and set on?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.5">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 3. ACT II</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  London. Another street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  Warkworth. Before the castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The Boar's-head Tavern in Eastcheap.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY, FANG and his Boy with her,
and SNARE following.</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Master Fang, have you entered the action?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FANG</div>
                     <div class="line">It is entered.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Where's your yeoman? Is't a lusty yeoman?</div>
                     <div class="line">Will a' stand to 't?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FANG</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, where's Snare?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">O Lord, ay! good Master Snare.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNARE</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FANG</div>
                     <div class="line">Snare, we must arrest Sir John Falstaff.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, good Master Snare; I have entered him</div>
                     <div class="line">and all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNARE</div>
                     <div class="line">It may chance cost some of us our lives, for</div>
                     <div class="line">he will stab.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas the day! take heed of him; he stabbed</div>
                     <div class="line">me in mine own house, and that most beastly: in good faith, he</div>
                     <div class="line">cares not what mischief he does. If his weapon be</div>
                     <div class="line">out: he will foin like any devil; he will spare neither</div>
                     <div class="line">man, woman, nor child.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FANG</div>
                     <div class="line">If I can close with him, I care not for his</div>
                     <div class="line">thrust.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, nor I neither: I'll be at your elbow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FANG</div>
                     <div class="line">An I but fist him once; an a' come but</div>
                     <div class="line">within my vice,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">I am undone by his going; I warrant you,</div>
                     <div class="line">he's an infinitive thing upon my score. Good Master</div>
                     <div class="line">Fang, hold him sure: good Master Snare, let him</div>
                     <div class="line">not 'scape. A' comes continuantly to Pie-corner</div>
                     <div class="line">--saving your manhoods--to buy a saddle; and he is</div>
                     <div class="line">indited to dinner to the Lubber's-head in Lumbert</div>
                     <div class="line">street, to Master Smooth's the silkman: I pray ye,</div>
                     <div class="line">since my exion is entered and my case so openly</div>
                     <div class="line">known to the world, let him be brought in to his</div>
                     <div class="line">answer. A hundred mark is a long one for a poor lone</div>
                     <div class="line">woman to bear: and I have borne, and borne, and</div>
                     <div class="line">borne, and have been fubbed off, and fubbed off, and</div>
                     <div class="line">fubbed off, from this day to that day, that it is a</div>
                     <div class="line">shame to be thought on. There is no honesty in such</div>
                     <div class="line">dealing; unless a woman should be made an ass and a</div>
                     <div class="line">beast, to bear every knave's wrong.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yonder he comes; and that errant malmsey-nose knave,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph, with him. Do your offices, do your</div>
                     <div class="line">offices: Master Fang and Master Snare, do me, do me,</div>
                     <div class="line">do me your offices.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>[Enter FALSTAFF, Page, and BARDOLPH]</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">How now! whose mare's dead? what's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FANG</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of Mistress Quickly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph: cut me off the</div>
                     <div class="line">villain's head: throw the quean in the channel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Throw me in the channel! I'll throw thee in the</div>
                     <div class="line">channel. Wilt thou? wilt thou? thou bastardly</div>
                     <div class="line">rogue! Murder, murder! Ah, thou honeysuckle</div>
                     <div class="line">villain! wilt thou kill God's officers and the</div>
                     <div class="line">king's? Ah, thou honey-seed rogue! thou art a</div>
                     <div class="line">honey-seed, a man-queller, and a woman-queller.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Keep them off, Bardolph.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FANG</div>
                     <div class="line">A rescue! a rescue!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Good people, bring a rescue or two. Thou wo't, wo't</div>
                     <div class="line">thou? Thou wo't, wo't ta? do, do, thou rogue! do,</div>
                     <div class="line">thou hemp-seed!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, you scullion! you rampallion! You</div>
                     <div class="line">fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Lord Chief-Justice, and his men</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">What is the matter? keep the peace here, ho!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Good my lord, be good to me. I beseech you, stand to me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, Sir John! what are you brawling here?</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth this become your place, your time and business?</div>
                     <div class="line">You should have been well on your way to York.</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand from him, fellow: wherefore hang'st upon him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">O most worshipful lord, an't please your grace, I am</div>
                     <div class="line">a poor widow of Eastcheap, and he is arrested at my suit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">For what sum?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">It is more than for some, my lord; it is for all,</div>
                     <div class="line">all I have. He hath eaten me out of house and home;</div>
                     <div class="line">he hath put all my substance into that fat belly of</div>
                     <div class="line">his: but I will have some of it out again, or I</div>
                     <div class="line">will ride thee o' nights like the mare.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I think I am as like to ride the mare, if I have</div>
                     <div class="line">any vantage of ground to get up.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">How comes this, Sir John? Fie! what man of good</div>
                     <div class="line">temper would endure this tempest of exclamation?</div>
                     <div class="line">Are you not ashamed to enforce a poor widow to so</div>
                     <div class="line">rough a course to come by her own?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What is the gross sum that I owe thee?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself and the</div>
                     <div class="line">money too. Thou didst swear to me upon a</div>
                     <div class="line">parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber,</div>
                     <div class="line">at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, upon</div>
                     <div class="line">Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the prince broke</div>
                     <div class="line">thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of</div>
                     <div class="line">Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was</div>
                     <div class="line">washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady</div>
                     <div class="line">thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did not goodwife</div>
                     <div class="line">Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me</div>
                     <div class="line">gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess of</div>
                     <div class="line">vinegar; telling us she had a good dish of prawns;</div>
                     <div class="line">whereby thou didst desire to eat some; whereby I</div>
                     <div class="line">told thee they were ill for a green wound? And</div>
                     <div class="line">didst thou not, when she was gone down stairs,</div>
                     <div class="line">desire me to be no more so familiarity with such</div>
                     <div class="line">poor people; saying that ere long they should call</div>
                     <div class="line">me madam? And didst thou not kiss me and bid me</div>
                     <div class="line">fetch thee thirty shillings? I put thee now to thy</div>
                     <div class="line">book-oath: deny it, if thou canst.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she says up</div>
                     <div class="line">and down the town that the eldest son is like you:</div>
                     <div class="line">she hath been in good case, and the truth is,</div>
                     <div class="line">poverty hath distracted her. But for these foolish</div>
                     <div class="line">officers, I beseech you I may have redress against them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, Sir John, I am well acquainted with your</div>
                     <div class="line">manner of wrenching the true cause the false way. It</div>
                     <div class="line">is not a confident brow, nor the throng of words</div>
                     <div class="line">that come with such more than impudent sauciness</div>
                     <div class="line">from you, can thrust me from a level consideration:</div>
                     <div class="line">you have, as it appears to me, practised upon the</div>
                     <div class="line">easy-yielding spirit of this woman, and made her</div>
                     <div class="line">serve your uses both in purse and in person.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, in truth, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray thee, peace. Pay her the debt you owe her, and</div>
                     <div class="line">unpay the villany you have done her: the one you</div>
                     <div class="line">may do with sterling money, and the other with</div>
                     <div class="line">current repentance.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without</div>
                     <div class="line">reply. You call honourable boldness impudent</div>
                     <div class="line">sauciness: if a man will make courtesy and say</div>
                     <div class="line">nothing, he is virtuous: no, my lord, my humble</div>
                     <div class="line">duty remembered, I will not be your suitor. I say</div>
                     <div class="line">to you, I do desire deliverance from these officers,</div>
                     <div class="line">being upon hasty employment in the king's affairs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">You speak as having power to do wrong: but answer</div>
                     <div class="line">in the effect of your reputation, and satisfy this</div>
                     <div class="line">poor woman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Come hither, hostess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GOWER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, Master Gower, what news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">The king, my lord, and Harry Prince of Wales</div>
                     <div class="line">Are near at hand: the rest the paper tells.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">As I am a gentleman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Faith, you said so before.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">As I am a gentleman. Come, no more words of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must be fain</div>
                     <div class="line">to pawn both my plate and the tapestry of my</div>
                     <div class="line">dining-chambers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Glasses, glasses is the only drinking: and for thy</div>
                     <div class="line">walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the story of</div>
                     <div class="line">the Prodigal, or the German hunting in water-work,</div>
                     <div class="line">is worth a thousand of these bed-hangings and these</div>
                     <div class="line">fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten pound, if thou</div>
                     <div class="line">canst. Come, an 'twere not for thy humours, there's</div>
                     <div class="line">not a better wench in England. Go, wash thy face,</div>
                     <div class="line">and draw the action. Come, thou must not be in</div>
                     <div class="line">this humour with me; dost not know me? come, come, I</div>
                     <div class="line">know thou wast set on to this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty nobles: i'</div>
                     <div class="line">faith, I am loath to pawn my plate, so God save me,</div>
                     <div class="line">la!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let it alone; I'll make other shift: you'll be a</div>
                     <div class="line">fool still.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown. I</div>
                     <div class="line">hope you'll come to supper. You'll pay me all together?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Will I live?</div>
                     <p>To BARDOLPH</p>
                     <div class="line">Go, with her, with her; hook on, hook on.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet you at supper?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No more words; let's have her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt MISTRESS QUICKLY, BARDOLPH, Officers and Boy</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I have heard better news.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the news, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Where lay the king last night?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">At Basingstoke, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope, my lord, all's well: what is the news, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Come all his forces back?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundred horse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are marched up to my lord of Lancaster,</div>
                     <div class="line">Against Northumberland and the Archbishop.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Comes the king back from Wales, my noble lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall have letters of me presently:</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, go along with me, good Master Gower.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I must wait upon my good lord here; I thank you,</div>
                     <div class="line">good Sir John.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, you loiter here too long, being you are to</div>
                     <div class="line">take soldiers up in counties as you go.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you sup with me, Master Gower?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">What foolish master taught you these manners, Sir John?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool</div>
                     <div class="line">that taught them me. This is the right fencing</div>
                     <div class="line">grace, my lord; tap for tap, and so part fair.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Now the Lord lighten thee! thou art a great fool.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  London. Another street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Before God, I am exceeding weary.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Is't come to that? I had thought weariness durst not</div>
                     <div class="line">have attached one of so high blood.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Faith, it does me; though it discolours the</div>
                     <div class="line">complexion of my greatness to acknowledge it. Doth</div>
                     <div class="line">it not show vilely in me to desire small beer?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, a prince should not be so loosely studied as</div>
                     <div class="line">to remember so weak a composition.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Belike then my appetite was not princely got; for,</div>
                     <div class="line">by my troth, I do now remember the poor creature,</div>
                     <div class="line">small beer. But, indeed, these humble</div>
                     <div class="line">considerations make me out of love with my</div>
                     <div class="line">greatness. What a disgrace is it to me to remember</div>
                     <div class="line">thy name! or to know thy face to-morrow! or to</div>
                     <div class="line">take note how many pair of silk stockings thou</div>
                     <div class="line">hast, viz. these, and those that were thy</div>
                     <div class="line">peach-coloured ones! or to bear the inventory of thy</div>
                     <div class="line">shirts, as, one for superfluity, and another for</div>
                     <div class="line">use! But that the tennis-court-keeper knows better</div>
                     <div class="line">than I; for it is a low ebb of linen with thee when</div>
                     <div class="line">thou keepest not racket there; as thou hast not done</div>
                     <div class="line">a great while, because the rest of thy low</div>
                     <div class="line">countries have made a shift to eat up thy holland:</div>
                     <div class="line">and God knows, whether those that bawl out the ruins</div>
                     <div class="line">of thy linen shall inherit his kingdom: but the</div>
                     <div class="line">midwives say the children are not in the fault;</div>
                     <div class="line">whereupon the world increases, and kindreds are</div>
                     <div class="line">mightily strengthened.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">How ill it follows, after you have laboured so hard,</div>
                     <div class="line">you should talk so idly! Tell me, how many good</div>
                     <div class="line">young princes would do so, their fathers being so</div>
                     <div class="line">sick as yours at this time is?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, faith; and let it be an excellent good thing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">It shall serve among wits of no higher breeding than thine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to; I stand the push of your one thing that you</div>
                     <div class="line">will tell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, I tell thee, it is not meet that I should be</div>
                     <div class="line">sad, now my father is sick: albeit I could tell</div>
                     <div class="line">thee, as to one it pleases me, for fault of a</div>
                     <div class="line">better, to call my friend, I could be sad, and sad</div>
                     <div class="line">indeed too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Very hardly upon such a subject.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">By this hand thou thinkest me as far in the devil's</div>
                     <div class="line">book as thou and Falstaff for obduracy and</div>
                     <div class="line">persistency: let the end try the man. But I tell</div>
                     <div class="line">thee, my heart bleeds inwardly that my father is so</div>
                     <div class="line">sick: and keeping such vile company as thou art</div>
                     <div class="line">hath in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">The reason?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What wouldst thou think of me, if I should weep?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">I would think thee a most princely hypocrite.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">It would be every man's thought; and thou art a</div>
                     <div class="line">blessed fellow to think as every man thinks: never</div>
                     <div class="line">a man's thought in the world keeps the road-way</div>
                     <div class="line">better than thine: every man would think me an</div>
                     <div class="line">hypocrite indeed. And what accites your most</div>
                     <div class="line">worshipful thought to think so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, because you have been so lewd and so much</div>
                     <div class="line">engraffed to Falstaff.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">And to thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">By this light, I am well spoke on; I can hear it</div>
                     <div class="line">with my own ears: the worst that they can say of</div>
                     <div class="line">me is that I am a second brother and that I am a</div>
                     <div class="line">proper fellow of my hands; and those two things, I</div>
                     <div class="line">confess, I cannot help. By the mass, here comes Bardolph.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter BARDOLPH and Page</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">And the boy that I gave Falstaff: a' had him from</div>
                     <div class="line">me Christian; and look, if the fat villain have not</div>
                     <div class="line">transformed him ape.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">God save your grace!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">And yours, most noble Bardolph!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, you virtuous ass, you bashful fool, must you</div>
                     <div class="line">be blushing? wherefore blush you now? What a</div>
                     <div class="line">maidenly man-at-arms are you become! Is't such a</div>
                     <div class="line">matter to get a pottle-pot's maidenhead?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">A' calls me e'en now, my lord, through a red</div>
                     <div class="line">lattice, and I could discern no part of his face</div>
                     <div class="line">from the window: at last I spied his eyes, and</div>
                     <div class="line">methought he had made two holes in the ale-wife's</div>
                     <div class="line">new petticoat and so peeped through.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Has not the boy profited?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, you whoreson upright rabbit, away!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, you rascally Althaea's dream, away!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Instruct us, boy; what dream, boy?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, my lord, Althaea dreamed she was delivered</div>
                     <div class="line">of a fire-brand; and therefore I call him her dream.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">A crown's worth of good interpretation: there 'tis,</div>
                     <div class="line">boy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">O, that this good blossom could be kept from</div>
                     <div class="line">cankers! Well, there is sixpence to preserve thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">An you do not make him hanged among you, the</div>
                     <div class="line">gallows shall have wrong.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">And how doth thy master, Bardolph?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, my lord. He heard of your grace's coming to</div>
                     <div class="line">town: there's a letter for you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Delivered with good respect. And how doth the</div>
                     <div class="line">martlemas, your master?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">In bodily health, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, the immortal part needs a physician; but</div>
                     <div class="line">that moves not him: though that be sick, it dies</div>
                     <div class="line">not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I do allow this wen to be as familiar with me as my</div>
                     <div class="line">dog; and he holds his place; for look you how be writes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Reads</span>  'John Falstaff, knight,'--every man must</div>
                     <div class="line">know that, as oft as he has occasion to name</div>
                     <div class="line">himself: even like those that are kin to the king;</div>
                     <div class="line">for they never prick their finger but they say,</div>
                     <div class="line">'There's some of the king's blood spilt.' 'How</div>
                     <div class="line">comes that?' says he, that takes upon him not to</div>
                     <div class="line">conceive. The answer is as ready as a borrower's</div>
                     <div class="line">cap, 'I am the king's poor cousin, sir.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, they will be kin to us, or they will fetch it</div>
                     <div class="line">from Japhet. But to the letter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Reads</span>  'Sir John Falstaff, knight, to the son of</div>
                     <div class="line">the king, nearest his father, Harry Prince of</div>
                     <div class="line">Wales, greeting.' Why, this is a certificate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Reads</span>  'I will imitate the honourable Romans in</div>
                     <div class="line">brevity:' he sure means brevity in breath,</div>
                     <div class="line">short-winded. 'I commend me to thee, I commend</div>
                     <div class="line">thee, and I leave thee. Be not too familiar with</div>
                     <div class="line">Poins; for he misuses thy favours so much, that he</div>
                     <div class="line">swears thou art to marry his sister Nell. Repent</div>
                     <div class="line">at idle times as thou mayest; and so, farewell.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thine, by yea and no, which is as much as to</div>
                     <div class="line">say, as thou usest him, JACK FALSTAFF with my</div>
                     <div class="line">familiars, JOHN with my brothers and sisters,</div>
                     <div class="line">and SIR JOHN with all Europe.'</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I'll steep this letter in sack and make him eat it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">That's to make him eat twenty of his words. But do</div>
                     <div class="line">you use me thus, Ned? must I marry your sister?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">God send the wench no worse fortune! But I never said so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, thus we play the fools with the time, and the</div>
                     <div class="line">spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.</div>
                     <div class="line">Is your master here in London?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Where sups he? doth the old boar feed in the old frank?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">At the old place, my lord, in Eastcheap.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What company?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">Ephesians, my lord, of the old church.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sup any women with him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">None, my lord, but old Mistress Quickly and</div>
                     <div class="line">Mistress Doll Tearsheet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What pagan may that be?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kinswoman of my master's.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Even such kin as the parish heifers are to the town</div>
                     <div class="line">bull. Shall we steal upon them, Ned, at supper?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">I am your shadow, my lord; I'll follow you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, you boy, and Bardolph, no word to your</div>
                     <div class="line">master that I am yet come to town: there's for</div>
                     <div class="line">your silence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">I have no tongue, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">And for mine, sir, I will govern it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Fare you well; go.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page</p>
                     <div class="line">This Doll Tearsheet should be some road.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">I warrant you, as common as the way between Saint</div>
                     <div class="line">Alban's and London.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">How might we see Falstaff bestow himself to-night</div>
                     <div class="line">in his true colours, and not ourselves be seen?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Put on two leathern jerkins and aprons, and wait</div>
                     <div class="line">upon him at his table as drawers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">From a God to a bull? a heavy decension! it was</div>
                     <div class="line">Jove's case. From a prince to a prentice? a low</div>
                     <div class="line">transformation! that shall be mine; for in every</div>
                     <div class="line">thing the purpose must weigh with the folly.</div>
                     <div class="line">Follow me, Ned.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  Warkworth. Before the castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter NORTHUMBERLAND, LADY NORTHUMBERLAND, and LADY PERCY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, loving wife, and gentle daughter,</div>
                     <div class="line">Give even way unto my rough affairs:</div>
                     <div class="line">Put not you on the visage of the times</div>
                     <div class="line">And be like them to Percy troublesome.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">I have given over, I will speak no more:</div>
                     <div class="line">Do what you will; your wisdom be your guide.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, sweet wife, my honour is at pawn;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, but my going, nothing can redeem it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">O yet, for God's sake, go not to these wars!</div>
                     <div class="line">The time was, father, that you broke your word,</div>
                     <div class="line">When you were more endeared to it than now;</div>
                     <div class="line">When your own Percy, when my heart's dear Harry,</div>
                     <div class="line">Threw many a northward look to see his father</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring up his powers; but he did long in vain.</div>
                     <div class="line">Who then persuaded you to stay at home?</div>
                     <div class="line">There were two honours lost, yours and your son's.</div>
                     <div class="line">For yours, the God of heaven brighten it!</div>
                     <div class="line">For his, it stuck upon him as the sun</div>
                     <div class="line">In the grey vault of heaven, and by his light</div>
                     <div class="line">Did all the chivalry of England move</div>
                     <div class="line">To do brave acts: he was indeed the glass</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves:</div>
                     <div class="line">He had no legs that practised not his gait;</div>
                     <div class="line">And speaking thick, which nature made his blemish,</div>
                     <div class="line">Became the accents of the valiant;</div>
                     <div class="line">For those that could speak low and tardily</div>
                     <div class="line">Would turn their own perfection to abuse,</div>
                     <div class="line">To seem like him: so that in speech, in gait,</div>
                     <div class="line">In diet, in affections of delight,</div>
                     <div class="line">In military rules, humours of blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">He was the mark and glass, copy and book,</div>
                     <div class="line">That fashion'd others. And him, O wondrous him!</div>
                     <div class="line">O miracle of men! him did you leave,</div>
                     <div class="line">Second to none, unseconded by you,</div>
                     <div class="line">To look upon the hideous god of war</div>
                     <div class="line">In disadvantage; to abide a field</div>
                     <div class="line">Where nothing but the sound of Hotspur's name</div>
                     <div class="line">Did seem defensible: so you left him.</div>
                     <div class="line">Never, O never, do his ghost the wrong</div>
                     <div class="line">To hold your honour more precise and nice</div>
                     <div class="line">With others than with him! let them alone:</div>
                     <div class="line">The marshal and the archbishop are strong:</div>
                     <div class="line">Had my sweet Harry had but half their numbers,</div>
                     <div class="line">To-day might I, hanging on Hotspur's neck,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have talk'd of Monmouth's grave.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Beshrew your heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fair daughter, you do draw my spirits from me</div>
                     <div class="line">With new lamenting ancient oversights.</div>
                     <div class="line">But I must go and meet with danger there,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or it will seek me in another place</div>
                     <div class="line">And find me worse provided.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">O, fly to Scotland,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till that the nobles and the armed commons</div>
                     <div class="line">Have of their puissance made a little taste.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">If they get ground and vantage of the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then join you with them, like a rib of steel,</div>
                     <div class="line">To make strength stronger; but, for all our loves,</div>
                     <div class="line">First let them try themselves. So did your son;</div>
                     <div class="line">He was so suffer'd: so came I a widow;</div>
                     <div class="line">And never shall have length of life enough</div>
                     <div class="line">To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">That it may grow and sprout as high as heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">For recordation to my noble husband.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, go in with me. 'Tis with my mind</div>
                     <div class="line">As with the tide swell'd up unto his height,</div>
                     <div class="line">That makes a still-stand, running neither way:</div>
                     <div class="line">Fain would I go to meet the archbishop,</div>
                     <div class="line">But many thousand reasons hold me back.</div>
                     <div class="line">I will resolve for Scotland: there am I,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till time and vantage crave my company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  London. The Boar's-head Tavern in Eastcheap.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter two Drawers</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Drawer</div>
                     <div class="line">What the devil hast thou brought there? apple-johns?</div>
                     <div class="line">thou knowest Sir John cannot endure an apple-john.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Drawer</div>
                     <div class="line">Mass, thou sayest true. The prince once set a dish</div>
                     <div class="line">of apple-johns before him, and told him there were</div>
                     <div class="line">five more Sir Johns, and, putting off his hat, said</div>
                     <div class="line">'I will now take my leave of these six dry, round,</div>
                     <div class="line">old, withered knights.' It angered him to the</div>
                     <div class="line">heart: but he hath forgot that.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Drawer</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then, cover, and set them down: and see if</div>
                     <div class="line">thou canst find out Sneak's noise; Mistress</div>
                     <div class="line">Tearsheet would fain hear some music. Dispatch: the</div>
                     <div class="line">room where they supped is too hot; they'll come in straight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Drawer</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, here will be the prince and Master Poins</div>
                     <div class="line">anon; and they will put on two of our jerkins and</div>
                     <div class="line">aprons; and Sir John must not know of it: Bardolph</div>
                     <div class="line">hath brought word.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Drawer</div>
                     <div class="line">By the mass, here will be old Utis: it will be an</div>
                     <div class="line">excellent stratagem.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Drawer</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll see if I can find out Sneak.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY and DOLL TEARSHEET</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">I' faith, sweetheart, methinks now you are in an</div>
                     <div class="line">excellent good temperality: your pulsidge beats as</div>
                     <div class="line">extraordinarily as heart would desire; and your</div>
                     <div class="line">colour, I warrant you, is as red as any rose, in good</div>
                     <div class="line">truth, la! But, i' faith, you have drunk too much</div>
                     <div class="line">canaries; and that's a marvellous searching wine,</div>
                     <div class="line">and it perfumes the blood ere one can say 'What's</div>
                     <div class="line">this?' How do you now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Better than I was: hem!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, that's well said; a good heart's worth gold.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lo, here comes Sir John.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Singing</span>  'When Arthur first in court,'</div>
                     <div class="line">--Empty the jordan.</div>
                     <p>Exit First Drawer</p>
                     <p>Singing</p>
                     <div class="line">--'And was a worthy king.' How now, Mistress Doll!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sick of a calm; yea, good faith.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">So is all her sect; an they be once in a calm, they are sick.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">You muddy rascal, is that all the comfort you give me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">I make them! gluttony and diseases make them; I</div>
                     <div class="line">make them not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to</div>
                     <div class="line">make the diseases, Doll: we catch of you, Doll, we</div>
                     <div class="line">catch of you; grant that, my poor virtue grant that.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, joy, our chains and our jewels.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Your broaches, pearls, and ouches:' for to serve</div>
                     <div class="line">bravely is to come halting off, you know: to come</div>
                     <div class="line">off the breach with his pike bent bravely, and to</div>
                     <div class="line">surgery bravely; to venture upon the charged</div>
                     <div class="line">chambers bravely,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang yourself!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">By my troth, this is the old fashion; you two never</div>
                     <div class="line">meet but you fall to some discord: you are both,</div>
                     <div class="line">i' good truth, as rheumatic as two dry toasts; you</div>
                     <div class="line">cannot one bear with another's confirmities. What</div>
                     <div class="line">the good-year! one must bear, and that must be</div>
                     <div class="line">you: you are the weaker vessel, as they say, the</div>
                     <div class="line">emptier vessel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Can a weak empty vessel bear such a huge full</div>
                     <div class="line">hogshead? there's a whole merchant's venture of</div>
                     <div class="line">Bourdeaux stuff in him; you have not seen a hulk</div>
                     <div class="line">better stuffed in the hold. Come, I'll be friends</div>
                     <div class="line">with thee, Jack: thou art going to the wars; and</div>
                     <div class="line">whether I shall ever see thee again or no, there is</div>
                     <div class="line">nobody cares.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter First Drawer</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Drawer</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir, Ancient Pistol's below, and would speak with</div>
                     <div class="line">you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang him, swaggering rascal! let him not come</div>
                     <div class="line">hither: it is the foul-mouthed'st rogue in England.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">If he swagger, let him not come here: no, by my</div>
                     <div class="line">faith; I must live among my neighbours: I'll no</div>
                     <div class="line">swaggerers: I am in good name and fame with the</div>
                     <div class="line">very best: shut the door; there comes no swaggerers</div>
                     <div class="line">here: I have not lived all this while, to have</div>
                     <div class="line">swaggering now: shut the door, I pray you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Dost thou hear, hostess?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray ye, pacify yourself, Sir John: there comes no</div>
                     <div class="line">swaggerers here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Dost thou hear? it is mine ancient.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell me: your ancient</div>
                     <div class="line">swaggerer comes not in my doors. I was before Master</div>
                     <div class="line">Tisick, the debuty, t'other day; and, as he said to</div>
                     <div class="line">me, 'twas no longer ago than Wednesday last, 'I'</div>
                     <div class="line">good faith, neighbour Quickly,' says he; Master</div>
                     <div class="line">Dumbe, our minister, was by then; 'neighbour</div>
                     <div class="line">Quickly,' says he, 'receive those that are civil;</div>
                     <div class="line">for,' said he, 'you are in an ill name:' now a'</div>
                     <div class="line">said so, I can tell whereupon; 'for,' says he, 'you</div>
                     <div class="line">are an honest woman, and well thought on; therefore</div>
                     <div class="line">take heed what guests you receive: receive,' says</div>
                     <div class="line">he, 'no swaggering companions.' There comes none</div>
                     <div class="line">here: you would bless you to hear what he said:</div>
                     <div class="line">no, I'll no swaggerers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He's no swaggerer, hostess; a tame cheater, i'</div>
                     <div class="line">faith; you may stroke him as gently as a puppy</div>
                     <div class="line">greyhound: he'll not swagger with a Barbary hen, if</div>
                     <div class="line">her feathers turn back in any show of resistance.</div>
                     <div class="line">Call him up, drawer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit First Drawer</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Cheater, call you him? I will bar no honest man my</div>
                     <div class="line">house, nor no cheater: but I do not love</div>
                     <div class="line">swaggering, by my troth; I am the worse, when one</div>
                     <div class="line">says swagger: feel, masters, how I shake; look you,</div>
                     <div class="line">I warrant you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">So you do, hostess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Do I? yea, in very truth, do I, an 'twere an aspen</div>
                     <div class="line">leaf: I cannot abide swaggerers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and Page</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">God save you, Sir John!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I charge</div>
                     <div class="line">you with a cup of sack: do you discharge upon mine hostess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">I will discharge upon her, Sir John, with two bullets.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">She is Pistol-proof, sir; you shall hardly offend</div>
                     <div class="line">her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, I'll drink no proofs nor no bullets: I'll</div>
                     <div class="line">drink no more than will do me good, for no man's</div>
                     <div class="line">pleasure, I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Then to you, Mistress Dorothy; I will charge you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Charge me! I scorn you, scurvy companion. What!</div>
                     <div class="line">you poor, base, rascally, cheating, lack-linen</div>
                     <div class="line">mate! Away, you mouldy rogue, away! I am meat for</div>
                     <div class="line">your master.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">I know you, Mistress Dorothy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy bung, away!</div>
                     <div class="line">by this wine, I'll thrust my knife in your mouldy</div>
                     <div class="line">chaps, an you play the saucy cuttle with me. Away,</div>
                     <div class="line">you bottle-ale rascal! you basket-hilt stale</div>
                     <div class="line">juggler, you! Since when, I pray you, sir? God's</div>
                     <div class="line">light, with two points on your shoulder? much!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">God let me not live, but I will murder your ruff for this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No more, Pistol; I would not have you go off here:</div>
                     <div class="line">discharge yourself of our company, Pistol.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, Good Captain Pistol; not here, sweet captain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain! thou abominable damned cheater, art thou</div>
                     <div class="line">not ashamed to be called captain? An captains were</div>
                     <div class="line">of my mind, they would truncheon you out, for</div>
                     <div class="line">taking their names upon you before you have earned</div>
                     <div class="line">them. You a captain! you slave, for what? for</div>
                     <div class="line">tearing a poor whore's ruff in a bawdy-house? He a</div>
                     <div class="line">captain! hang him, rogue! he lives upon mouldy</div>
                     <div class="line">stewed prunes and dried cakes. A captain! God's</div>
                     <div class="line">light, these villains will make the word as odious</div>
                     <div class="line">as the word 'occupy;' which was an excellent good</div>
                     <div class="line">word before it was ill sorted: therefore captains</div>
                     <div class="line">had need look to 't.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray thee, go down, good ancient.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Not I I tell thee what, Corporal Bardolph, I could</div>
                     <div class="line">tear her: I'll be revenged of her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray thee, go down.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll see her damned first; to Pluto's damned lake,</div>
                     <div class="line">by this hand, to the infernal deep, with Erebus and</div>
                     <div class="line">tortures vile also. Hold hook and line, say I.</div>
                     <div class="line">Down, down, dogs! down, faitors! Have we not</div>
                     <div class="line">Hiren here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Captain Peesel, be quiet; 'tis very late, i'</div>
                     <div class="line">faith: I beseek you now, aggravate your choler.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">These be good humours, indeed! Shall pack-horses</div>
                     <div class="line">And hollow pamper'd jades of Asia,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which cannot go but thirty mile a-day,</div>
                     <div class="line">Compare with Caesars, and with Cannibals,</div>
                     <div class="line">And Trojan Greeks? nay, rather damn them with</div>
                     <div class="line">King Cerberus; and let the welkin roar.</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we fall foul for toys?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">By my troth, captain, these are very bitter words.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Be gone, good ancient: this will grow to abrawl anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Die men like dogs! give crowns like pins! Have we</div>
                     <div class="line">not Heren here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">O' my word, captain, there's none such here. What</div>
                     <div class="line">the good-year! do you think I would deny her? For</div>
                     <div class="line">God's sake, be quiet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Then feed, and be fat, my fair Calipolis.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, give's some sack.</div>
                     <div class="line">'Si fortune me tormente, sperato me contento.'</div>
                     <div class="line">Fear we broadsides? no, let the fiend give fire:</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me some sack: and, sweetheart, lie thou there.</div>
                     <p>Laying down his sword</p>
                     <div class="line">Come we to full points here; and are etceteras nothing?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Pistol, I would be quiet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet knight, I kiss thy neaf: what! we have seen</div>
                     <div class="line">the seven stars.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">For God's sake, thrust him down stairs: I cannot</div>
                     <div class="line">endure such a fustian rascal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Thrust him down stairs! know we not Galloway nags?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shove-groat</div>
                     <div class="line">shilling: nay, an a' do nothing but speak nothing,</div>
                     <div class="line">a' shall be nothing here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, get you down stairs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">What! shall we have incision? shall we imbrue?</div>
                     <p>Snatching up his sword</p>
                     <div class="line">Then death rock me asleep, abridge my doleful days!</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then, let grievous, ghastly, gaping wounds</div>
                     <div class="line">Untwine the Sisters Three! Come, Atropos, I say!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Here's goodly stuff toward!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me my rapier, boy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee, do not draw.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Get you down stairs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Drawing, and driving PISTOL out</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Here's a goodly tumult! I'll forswear keeping</div>
                     <div class="line">house, afore I'll be in these tirrits and frights.</div>
                     <div class="line">So; murder, I warrant now. Alas, alas! put up</div>
                     <div class="line">your naked weapons, put up your naked weapons.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt PISTOL and BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, Jack, be quiet; the rascal's gone.</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, you whoreson little valiant villain, you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">He you not hurt i' the groin? methought a' made a</div>
                     <div class="line">shrewd thrust at your belly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you turned him out o' doors?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, sir. The rascal's drunk: you have hurt him,</div>
                     <div class="line">sir, i' the shoulder.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A rascal! to brave me!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, you sweet little rogue, you! alas, poor ape,</div>
                     <div class="line">how thou sweatest! come, let me wipe thy face;</div>
                     <div class="line">come on, you whoreson chops: ah, rogue! i'faith, I</div>
                     <div class="line">love thee: thou art as valorous as Hector of Troy,</div>
                     <div class="line">worth five of Agamemnon, and ten times better than</div>
                     <div class="line">the Nine Worthies: ah, villain!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a blanket.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Do, an thou darest for thy heart: an thou dost,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll canvass thee between a pair of sheets.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Music</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">The music is come, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on my knee, Doll.</div>
                     <div class="line">A rascal bragging slave! the rogue fled from me</div>
                     <div class="line">like quicksilver.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">I' faith, and thou followedst him like a church.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig,</div>
                     <div class="line">when wilt thou leave fighting o' days and foining</div>
                     <div class="line">o' nights, and begin to patch up thine old body for heaven?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter, behind, PRINCE HENRY and POINS, disguised</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, good Doll! do not speak like a death's-head;</div>
                     <div class="line">do not bid me remember mine end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, what humour's the prince of?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A good shallow young fellow: a' would have made a</div>
                     <div class="line">good pantler, a' would ha' chipp'd bread well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">They say Poins has a good wit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He a good wit? hang him, baboon! his wit's as thick</div>
                     <div class="line">as Tewksbury mustard; there's no more conceit in him</div>
                     <div class="line">than is in a mallet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Why does the prince love him so, then?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Because their legs are both of a bigness, and a'</div>
                     <div class="line">plays at quoits well, and eats conger and fennel,</div>
                     <div class="line">and drinks off candles' ends for flap-dragons, and</div>
                     <div class="line">rides the wild-mare with the boys, and jumps upon</div>
                     <div class="line">joined-stools, and swears with a good grace, and</div>
                     <div class="line">wears his boots very smooth, like unto the sign of</div>
                     <div class="line">the leg, and breeds no bate with telling of discreet</div>
                     <div class="line">stories; and such other gambol faculties a' has,</div>
                     <div class="line">that show a weak mind and an able body, for the</div>
                     <div class="line">which the prince admits him: for the prince himself</div>
                     <div class="line">is such another; the weight of a hair will turn the</div>
                     <div class="line">scales between their avoirdupois.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Would not this nave of a wheel have his ears cut off?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Let's beat him before his whore.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, whether the withered elder hath not his poll</div>
                     <div class="line">clawed like a parrot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Is it not strange that desire should so many years</div>
                     <div class="line">outlive performance?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Kiss me, Doll.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Saturn and Venus this year in conjunction! what</div>
                     <div class="line">says the almanac to that?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">And look, whether the fiery Trigon, his man, be not</div>
                     <div class="line">lisping to his master's old tables, his note-book,</div>
                     <div class="line">his counsel-keeper.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou dost give me flattering busses.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">By my troth, I kiss thee with a most constant heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I am old, I am old.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">I love thee better than I love e'er a scurvy young</div>
                     <div class="line">boy of them all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? I shall receive</div>
                     <div class="line">money o' Thursday: shalt have a cap to-morrow. A</div>
                     <div class="line">merry song, come: it grows late; we'll to bed.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou'lt forget me when I am gone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">By my troth, thou'lt set me a-weeping, an thou</div>
                     <div class="line">sayest so: prove that ever I dress myself handsome</div>
                     <div class="line">till thy return: well, harken at the end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Some sack, Francis.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, anon, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Coming forward</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha! a bastard son of the king's? And art not thou</div>
                     <div class="line">Poins his brother?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, thou globe of sinful continents! what a life</div>
                     <div class="line">dost thou lead!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A better than thou: I am a gentleman; thou art a drawer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Very true, sir; and I come to draw you out by the ears.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, the Lord preserve thy good grace! by my troth,</div>
                     <div class="line">welcome to London. Now, the Lord bless that sweet</div>
                     <div class="line">face of thine! O, Jesu, are you come from Wales?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, by this light</div>
                     <div class="line">flesh and corrupt blood, thou art welcome.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">How, you fat fool! I scorn you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, he will drive you out of your revenge and</div>
                     <div class="line">turn all to a merriment, if you take not the heat.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">You whoreson candle-mine, you, how vilely did you</div>
                     <div class="line">speak of me even now before this honest, virtuous,</div>
                     <div class="line">civil gentlewoman!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">God's blessing of your good heart! and so she is,</div>
                     <div class="line">by my troth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Didst thou hear me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, and you knew me, as you did when you ran away</div>
                     <div class="line">by Gad's-hill: you knew I was at your back, and</div>
                     <div class="line">spoke it on purpose to try my patience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No, no, no; not so; I did not think thou wast within hearing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall drive you then to confess the wilful abuse;</div>
                     <div class="line">and then I know how to handle you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No abuse, Hal, o' mine honour, no abuse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Not to dispraise me, and call me pantier and</div>
                     <div class="line">bread-chipper and I know not what?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No abuse, Hal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">No abuse?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No abuse, Ned, i' the world; honest Ned, none. I</div>
                     <div class="line">dispraised him before the wicked, that the wicked</div>
                     <div class="line">might not fall in love with him; in which doing, I</div>
                     <div class="line">have done the part of a careful friend and a true</div>
                     <div class="line">subject, and thy father is to give me thanks for it.</div>
                     <div class="line">No abuse, Hal: none, Ned, none: no, faith, boys, none.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">See now, whether pure fear and entire cowardice doth</div>
                     <div class="line">not make thee wrong this virtuous gentlewoman to</div>
                     <div class="line">close with us? is she of the wicked? is thine</div>
                     <div class="line">hostess here of the wicked? or is thy boy of the</div>
                     <div class="line">wicked? or honest Bardolph, whose zeal burns in his</div>
                     <div class="line">nose, of the wicked?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Answer, thou dead elm, answer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">The fiend hath pricked down Bardolph irrecoverable;</div>
                     <div class="line">and his face is Lucifer's privy-kitchen, where he</div>
                     <div class="line">doth nothing but roast malt-worms. For the boy,</div>
                     <div class="line">there is a good angel about him; but the devil</div>
                     <div class="line">outbids him too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">For the women?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">For one of them, she is in hell already, and burns</div>
                     <div class="line">poor souls. For the other, I owe her money, and</div>
                     <div class="line">whether she be damned for that, I know not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, I warrant you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No, I think thou art not; I think thou art quit for</div>
                     <div class="line">that. Marry, there is another indictment upon thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">for suffering flesh to be eaten in thy house,</div>
                     <div class="line">contrary to the law; for the which I think thou wilt howl.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">All victuallers do so; what's a joint of mutton or</div>
                     <div class="line">two in a whole Lent?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">You, gentlewoman,-</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">What says your grace?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">His grace says that which his flesh rebels against.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Knocking within</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Who knocks so loud at door? Look to the door there, Francis.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PETO</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Peto, how now! what news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                     <div class="line">The king your father is at Westminster:</div>
                     <div class="line">And there are twenty weak and wearied posts</div>
                     <div class="line">Come from the north: and, as I came along,</div>
                     <div class="line">I met and overtook a dozen captains,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bare-headed, sweating, knocking at the taverns,</div>
                     <div class="line">And asking every one for Sir John Falstaff.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">By heaven, Poins, I feel me much to blame,</div>
                     <div class="line">So idly to profane the precious time,</div>
                     <div class="line">When tempest of commotion, like the south</div>
                     <div class="line">Borne with black vapour, doth begin to melt</div>
                     <div class="line">And drop upon our bare unarmed heads.</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me my sword and cloak. Falstaff, good night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt PRINCE HENRY, POINS, PETO and BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night, and</div>
                     <div class="line">we must hence and leave it unpicked.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">More knocking at the door!</div>
                     <p>Re-enter BARDOLPH</p>
                     <div class="line">How now! what's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">You must away to court, sir, presently;</div>
                     <div class="line">A dozen captains stay at door for you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To the Page</span>  Pay the musicians, sirrah. Farewell,</div>
                     <div class="line">hostess; farewell, Doll. You see, my good wenches,</div>
                     <div class="line">how men of merit are sought after: the undeserver</div>
                     <div class="line">may sleep, when the man of action is called on.</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell good wenches: if I be not sent away post,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will see you again ere I go.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot speak; if my heart be not read to burst,--</div>
                     <div class="line">well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, fare thee well: I have known thee these</div>
                     <div class="line">twenty-nine years, come peascod-time; but an</div>
                     <div class="line">honester and truer-hearted man,--well, fare thee well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Mistress Tearsheet!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Good Mistress Tearsheet, come to my master.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, run, Doll, run; run, good Doll: come.</div>
                     <p>She comes blubbered</p>
                     <div class="line">Yea, will you come, Doll?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.6">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 4. ACT III</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  Westminster. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Gloucestershire. Before SHALLOW'S house.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Westminster. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY IV in his nightgown, with a Page</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Go call the Earls of Surrey and of Warwick;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, ere they come, bid them o'er-read these letters,</div>
                     <div class="line">And well consider of them; make good speed.</div>
                     <p>Exit Page</p>
                     <div class="line">How many thousand of my poorest subjects</div>
                     <div class="line">Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down</div>
                     <div class="line">And steep my senses in forgetfulness?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee</div>
                     <div class="line">And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than in the perfumed chambers of the great,</div>
                     <div class="line">Under the canopies of costly state,</div>
                     <div class="line">And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody?</div>
                     <div class="line">O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile</div>
                     <div class="line">In loathsome beds, and leavest the kingly couch</div>
                     <div class="line">A watch-case or a common 'larum-bell?</div>
                     <div class="line">Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast</div>
                     <div class="line">Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains</div>
                     <div class="line">In cradle of the rude imperious surge</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the visitation of the winds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who take the ruffian billows by the top,</div>
                     <div class="line">Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them</div>
                     <div class="line">With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?</div>
                     <div class="line">Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose</div>
                     <div class="line">To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the calmest and most stillest night,</div>
                     <div class="line">With all appliances and means to boot,</div>
                     <div class="line">Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down!</div>
                     <div class="line">Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter WARWICK and SURREY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Many good morrows to your majesty!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Is it good morrow, lords?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis one o'clock, and past.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then, good morrow to you all, my lords.</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you read o'er the letters that I sent you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">We have, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Then you perceive the body of our kingdom</div>
                     <div class="line">How foul it is; what rank diseases grow</div>
                     <div class="line">And with what danger, near the heart of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">It is but as a body yet distemper'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which to his former strength may be restored</div>
                     <div class="line">With good advice and little medicine:</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord Northumberland will soon be cool'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">O God! that one might read the book of fate,</div>
                     <div class="line">And see the revolution of the times</div>
                     <div class="line">Make mountains level, and the continent,</div>
                     <div class="line">Weary of solid firmness, melt itself</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the sea! and, other times, to see</div>
                     <div class="line">The beachy girdle of the ocean</div>
                     <div class="line">Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock,</div>
                     <div class="line">And changes fill the cup of alteration</div>
                     <div class="line">With divers liquors! O, if this were seen,</div>
                     <div class="line">The happiest youth, viewing his progress through,</div>
                     <div class="line">What perils past, what crosses to ensue,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would shut the book, and sit him down and die.</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis not 'ten years gone</div>
                     <div class="line">Since Richard and Northumberland, great friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did feast together, and in two years after</div>
                     <div class="line">Were they at wars: it is but eight years since</div>
                     <div class="line">This Percy was the man nearest my soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who like a brother toil'd in my affairs</div>
                     <div class="line">And laid his love and life under my foot,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, for my sake, even to the eyes of Richard</div>
                     <div class="line">Gave him defiance. But which of you was by--</div>
                     <div class="line">You, cousin Nevil, as I may remember--</div>
                     <p>To WARWICK</p>
                     <div class="line">When Richard, with his eye brimful of tears,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then cheque'd and rated by Northumberland,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did speak these words, now proved a prophecy?</div>
                     <div class="line">'Northumberland, thou ladder by the which</div>
                     <div class="line">My cousin Bolingbroke ascends my throne;'</div>
                     <div class="line">Though then, God knows, I had no such intent,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that necessity so bow'd the state</div>
                     <div class="line">That I and greatness were compell'd to kiss:</div>
                     <div class="line">'The time shall come,' thus did he follow it,</div>
                     <div class="line">'The time will come, that foul sin, gathering head,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall break into corruption:' so went on,</div>
                     <div class="line">Foretelling this same time's condition</div>
                     <div class="line">And the division of our amity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">There is a history in all men's lives,</div>
                     <div class="line">Figuring the nature of the times deceased;</div>
                     <div class="line">The which observed, a man may prophesy,</div>
                     <div class="line">With a near aim, of the main chance of things</div>
                     <div class="line">As yet not come to life, which in their seeds</div>
                     <div class="line">And weak beginnings lie intreasured.</div>
                     <div class="line">Such things become the hatch and brood of time;</div>
                     <div class="line">And by the necessary form of this</div>
                     <div class="line">King Richard might create a perfect guess</div>
                     <div class="line">That great Northumberland, then false to him,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would of that seed grow to a greater falseness;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which should not find a ground to root upon,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless on you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Are these things then necessities?</div>
                     <div class="line">Then let us meet them like necessities:</div>
                     <div class="line">And that same word even now cries out on us:</div>
                     <div class="line">They say the bishop and Northumberland</div>
                     <div class="line">Are fifty thousand strong.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">It cannot be, my lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo,</div>
                     <div class="line">The numbers of the fear'd. Please it your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">To go to bed. Upon my soul, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">The powers that you already have sent forth</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall bring this prize in very easily.</div>
                     <div class="line">To comfort you the more, I have received</div>
                     <div class="line">A certain instance that Glendower is dead.</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty hath been this fortnight ill,</div>
                     <div class="line">And these unseason'd hours perforce must add</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto your sickness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">I will take your counsel:</div>
                     <div class="line">And were these inward wars once out of hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">We would, dear lords, unto the Holy Land.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Gloucestershire. Before SHALLOW'S house.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter SHALLOW and SILENCE, meeting; MOULDY,
SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, BULLCALF, a Servant or two
with them</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Come on, come on, come on, sir; give me your hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">sir, give me your hand, sir: an early stirrer, by</div>
                     <div class="line">the rood! And how doth my good cousin Silence?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, good cousin Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">And how doth my cousin, your bedfellow? and your</div>
                     <div class="line">fairest daughter and mine, my god-daughter Ellen?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, a black ousel, cousin Shallow!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">By yea and nay, sir, I dare say my cousin William is</div>
                     <div class="line">become a good scholar: he is at Oxford still, is he not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, sir, to my cost.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">A' must, then, to the inns o' court shortly. I was</div>
                     <div class="line">once of Clement's Inn, where I think they will</div>
                     <div class="line">talk of mad Shallow yet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">You were called 'lusty Shallow' then, cousin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">By the mass, I was called any thing; and I would</div>
                     <div class="line">have done any thing indeed too, and roundly too.</div>
                     <div class="line">There was I, and little John Doit of Staffordshire,</div>
                     <div class="line">and black George Barnes, and Francis Pickbone, and</div>
                     <div class="line">Will Squele, a Cotswold man; you had not four such</div>
                     <div class="line">swinge-bucklers in all the inns o' court again: and</div>
                     <div class="line">I may say to you, we knew where the bona-robas were</div>
                     <div class="line">and had the best of them all at commandment. Then</div>
                     <div class="line">was Jack Falstaff, now Sir John, a boy, and page to</div>
                     <div class="line">Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">This Sir John, cousin, that comes hither anon about soldiers?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">The same Sir John, the very same. I  see him break</div>
                     <div class="line">Skogan's head at the court-gate, when a' was a</div>
                     <div class="line">crack not thus high: and the very same day did I</div>
                     <div class="line">fight with one Sampson Stockfish, a fruiterer,</div>
                     <div class="line">behind Gray's Inn. Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I</div>
                     <div class="line">have spent! and to see how many of my old</div>
                     <div class="line">acquaintance are dead!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall all follow, cousin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHADOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Certain, 'tis certain; very sure, very sure: death,</div>
                     <div class="line">as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall</div>
                     <div class="line">die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">By my troth, I was not there.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Death is certain. Is old Double of your town living</div>
                     <div class="line">yet?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Dead, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Jesu, Jesu, dead! a' drew a good bow; and dead! a'</div>
                     <div class="line">shot a fine shoot: John a Gaunt loved him well, and</div>
                     <div class="line">betted much money on his head. Dead! a' would have</div>
                     <div class="line">clapped i' the clout at twelve score; and carried</div>
                     <div class="line">you a forehand shaft a fourteen and fourteen and a</div>
                     <div class="line">half, that it would have done a man's heart good to</div>
                     <div class="line">see. How a score of ewes now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Thereafter as they be: a score of good ewes may be</div>
                     <div class="line">worth ten pounds.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">And is old Double dead?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Here come two of Sir John Falstaff's men, as I think.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter BARDOLPH and one with him</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, honest gentlemen: I beseech you, which</div>
                     <div class="line">is Justice Shallow?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">I am Robert Shallow, sir; a poor esquire of this</div>
                     <div class="line">county, and one of the king's justices of the peace:</div>
                     <div class="line">What is your good pleasure with me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">My captain, sir, commends him to you; my captain,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John Falstaff, a tall gentleman, by heaven, and</div>
                     <div class="line">a most gallant leader.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">He greets me well, sir. I knew him a good backsword</div>
                     <div class="line">man. How doth the good knight? may I ask how my</div>
                     <div class="line">lady his wife doth?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir, pardon; a soldier is better accommodated than</div>
                     <div class="line">with a wife.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">It is well said, in faith, sir; and it is well said</div>
                     <div class="line">indeed too. Better accommodated! it is good; yea,</div>
                     <div class="line">indeed, is it: good phrases are surely, and ever</div>
                     <div class="line">were, very commendable. Accommodated! it comes of</div>
                     <div class="line">'accommodo' very good; a good phrase.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Pardon me, sir; I have heard the word. Phrase call</div>
                     <div class="line">you it? by this good day, I know not the phrase;</div>
                     <div class="line">but I will maintain the word with my sword to be a</div>
                     <div class="line">soldier-like word, and a word of exceeding good</div>
                     <div class="line">command, by heaven. Accommodated; that is, when a</div>
                     <div class="line">man is, as they say, accommodated; or when a man is,</div>
                     <div class="line">being, whereby a' may be thought to be accommodated;</div>
                     <div class="line">which is an excellent thing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">It is very just.</div>
                     <p>Enter FALSTAFF</p>
                     <div class="line">Look, here comes good Sir John. Give me your good</div>
                     <div class="line">hand, give me your worship's good hand: by my</div>
                     <div class="line">troth, you like well and bear your years very well:</div>
                     <div class="line">welcome, good Sir John.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I am glad to see you well, good Master Robert</div>
                     <div class="line">Shallow: Master Surecard, as I think?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">No, Sir John; it is my cousin Silence, in commission with me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Master Silence, it well befits you should be of</div>
                     <div class="line">the peace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Your good-worship is welcome.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Fie! this is hot weather, gentlemen. Have you</div>
                     <div class="line">provided me here half a dozen sufficient men?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, have we, sir. Will you sit?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me see them, I beseech you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Where's the roll? where's the roll? where's the</div>
                     <div class="line">roll? Let me see, let me see, let me see. So, so:</div>
                     <div class="line">yea, marry, sir: Ralph Mouldy! Let them appear as</div>
                     <div class="line">I call; let them do so, let them do so. Let me</div>
                     <div class="line">see; where is Mouldy?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOULDY</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, an't please you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">What think you, Sir John? a good-limbed fellow;</div>
                     <div class="line">young, strong, and of good friends.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Is thy name Mouldy?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOULDY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, an't please you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis the more time thou wert used.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha, ha, ha! most excellent, i' faith! Things that</div>
                     <div class="line">are mouldy lack use: very singular good! in faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">well said, Sir John, very well said.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Prick him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOULDY</div>
                     <div class="line">I was pricked well enough before, an you could have</div>
                     <div class="line">let me alone: my old dame will be undone now for</div>
                     <div class="line">one to do her husbandry and her drudgery: you need</div>
                     <div class="line">not to have pricked me; there are other men fitter</div>
                     <div class="line">to go out than I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to: peace, Mouldy; you shall go. Mouldy, it is</div>
                     <div class="line">time you were spent.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOULDY</div>
                     <div class="line">Spent!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, fellow, peace; stand aside: know you where</div>
                     <div class="line">you are? For the other, Sir John: let me see:</div>
                     <div class="line">Simon Shadow!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, marry, let me have him to sit under: he's like</div>
                     <div class="line">to be a cold soldier.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Where's Shadow?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHADOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Shadow, whose son art thou?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHADOW</div>
                     <div class="line">My mother's son, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy mother's son! like enough, and thy father's</div>
                     <div class="line">shadow: so the son of the female is the shadow of</div>
                     <div class="line">the male: it is often so, indeed; but much of the</div>
                     <div class="line">father's substance!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you like him, Sir John?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Shadow will serve for summer; prick him, for we have</div>
                     <div class="line">a number of shadows to fill up the muster-book.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Thomas Wart!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Where's he?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WART</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Is thy name Wart?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WART</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art a very ragged wart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I prick him down, Sir John?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">It were superfluous; for his apparel is built upon</div>
                     <div class="line">his back and the whole frame stands upon pins:</div>
                     <div class="line">prick him no more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha, ha, ha! you can do it, sir; you can do it: I</div>
                     <div class="line">commend you well. Francis Feeble!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FEEBLE</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What trade art thou, Feeble?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FEEBLE</div>
                     <div class="line">A woman's tailor, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I prick him, sir?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">You may: but if he had been a man's tailor, he'ld</div>
                     <div class="line">ha' pricked you. Wilt thou make as many holes in</div>
                     <div class="line">an enemy's battle as thou hast done in a woman's petticoat?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FEEBLE</div>
                     <div class="line">I will do my good will, sir; you can have no more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well said, good woman's tailor! well said,</div>
                     <div class="line">courageous Feeble! thou wilt be as valiant as the</div>
                     <div class="line">wrathful dove or most magnanimous mouse. Prick the</div>
                     <div class="line">woman's tailor: well, Master Shallow; deep, Master Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FEEBLE</div>
                     <div class="line">I would Wart might have gone, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I would thou wert a man's tailor, that thou mightst</div>
                     <div class="line">mend him and make him fit to go. I cannot put him</div>
                     <div class="line">to a private soldier that is the leader of so many</div>
                     <div class="line">thousands: let that suffice, most forcible Feeble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FEEBLE</div>
                     <div class="line">It shall suffice, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I am bound to thee, reverend Feeble. Who is next?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Peter Bullcalf o' the green!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, marry, let's see Bullcalf.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BULLCALF</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Fore God, a likely fellow! Come, prick me Bullcalf</div>
                     <div class="line">till he roar again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BULLCALF</div>
                     <div class="line">O Lord! good my lord captain,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What, dost thou roar before thou art pricked?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BULLCALF</div>
                     <div class="line">O Lord, sir! I am a diseased man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What disease hast thou?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BULLCALF</div>
                     <div class="line">A whoreson cold, sir, a cough, sir, which I caught</div>
                     <div class="line">with ringing in the king's affairs upon his</div>
                     <div class="line">coronation-day, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown; we wilt</div>
                     <div class="line">have away thy cold; and I will take such order that</div>
                     <div class="line">my friends shall ring for thee. Is here all?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is two more called than your number, you must</div>
                     <div class="line">have but four here, sir: and so, I pray you, go in</div>
                     <div class="line">with me to dinner.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot tarry</div>
                     <div class="line">dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth, Master Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">O, Sir John, do you remember since we lay all night</div>
                     <div class="line">in the windmill in Saint George's field?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No more of that, good Master Shallow, no more of that.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha! 'twas a merry night. And is Jane Nightwork alive?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">She lives, Master Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">She never could away with me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Never, never; she would always say she could not</div>
                     <div class="line">abide Master Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">By the mass, I could anger her to the heart. She</div>
                     <div class="line">was then a bona-roba. Doth she hold her own well?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Old, old, Master Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, she must be old; she cannot choose but be old;</div>
                     <div class="line">certain she's old; and had Robin Nightwork by old</div>
                     <div class="line">Nightwork before I came to Clement's Inn.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">That's fifty-five year ago.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha, cousin Silence, that thou hadst seen that that</div>
                     <div class="line">this knight and I have seen! Ha, Sir John, said I well?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">That we have, that we have, that we have; in faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, we have: our watch-word was 'Hem boys!'</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, let's to dinner; come, let's to dinner:</div>
                     <div class="line">Jesus, the days that we have seen! Come, come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt FALSTAFF and Justices</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BULLCALF</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Master Corporate Bardolph, stand my friend;</div>
                     <div class="line">and here's four Harry ten shillings in French crowns</div>
                     <div class="line">for you. In very truth, sir, I had as lief be</div>
                     <div class="line">hanged, sir, as go: and yet, for mine own part, sir,</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not care; but rather, because I am unwilling,</div>
                     <div class="line">and, for mine own part, have a desire to stay with</div>
                     <div class="line">my friends; else, sir, I did not care, for mine own</div>
                     <div class="line">part, so much.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to; stand aside.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOULDY</div>
                     <div class="line">And, good master corporal captain, for my old</div>
                     <div class="line">dame's sake, stand my friend: she has nobody to do</div>
                     <div class="line">any thing about her when I am gone; and she is old,</div>
                     <div class="line">and cannot help herself: You shall have forty, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to; stand aside.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FEEBLE</div>
                     <div class="line">By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once: we</div>
                     <div class="line">owe God a death: I'll ne'er bear a base mind:</div>
                     <div class="line">an't be my destiny, so; an't be not, so: no man is</div>
                     <div class="line">too good to serve's prince; and let it go which way</div>
                     <div class="line">it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Well said; thou'rt a good fellow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FEEBLE</div>
                     <div class="line">Faith, I'll bear no base mind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter FALSTAFF and the Justices</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, sir, which men shall I have?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Four of which you please.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir, a word with you: I have three pound to free</div>
                     <div class="line">Mouldy and Bullcalf.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to; well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, Sir John, which four will you have?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you choose for me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, then, Mouldy, Bullcalf, Feeble and Shadow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Mouldy and Bullcalf: for you, Mouldy, stay at home</div>
                     <div class="line">till you are past service: and for your part,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bullcalf, grow till you come unto it: I will none of you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, Sir John, do not yourself wrong: they are</div>
                     <div class="line">your likeliest men, and I would have you served with the best.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to choose a</div>
                     <div class="line">man? Care I for the limb, the thewes, the stature,</div>
                     <div class="line">bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the</div>
                     <div class="line">spirit, Master Shallow. Here's Wart; you see what a</div>
                     <div class="line">ragged appearance it is; a' shall charge you and</div>
                     <div class="line">discharge you with the motion of a pewterer's</div>
                     <div class="line">hammer, come off and on swifter than he that gibbets</div>
                     <div class="line">on the brewer's bucket. And this same half-faced</div>
                     <div class="line">fellow, Shadow; give me this man: he presents no</div>
                     <div class="line">mark to the enemy; the foeman may with as great aim</div>
                     <div class="line">level at the edge of a penknife. And for a retreat;</div>
                     <div class="line">how swiftly will this Feeble the woman's tailor run</div>
                     <div class="line">off! O, give me the spare men, and spare me the</div>
                     <div class="line">great ones. Put me a caliver into Wart's hand, Bardolph.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Hold, Wart, traverse; thus, thus, thus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, manage me your caliver. So: very well: go</div>
                     <div class="line">to: very good, exceeding good. O, give me always a</div>
                     <div class="line">little, lean, old, chapt, bald shot. Well said, i'</div>
                     <div class="line">faith, Wart; thou'rt a good scab: hold, there's a</div>
                     <div class="line">tester for thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">He is not his craft's master; he doth not do it</div>
                     <div class="line">right. I remember at Mile-end Green, when I lay at</div>
                     <div class="line">Clement's Inn--I was then Sir Dagonet in Arthur's</div>
                     <div class="line">show,--there was a little quiver fellow, and a'</div>
                     <div class="line">would manage you his piece thus; and a' would about</div>
                     <div class="line">and about, and come you in and come you in: 'rah,</div>
                     <div class="line">tah, tah,' would a' say; 'bounce' would a' say; and</div>
                     <div class="line">away again would a' go, and again would a' come: I</div>
                     <div class="line">shall ne'er see such a fellow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">These fellows will do well, Master Shallow. God</div>
                     <div class="line">keep you, Master Silence: I will not use many words</div>
                     <div class="line">with you. Fare you well, gentlemen both: I thank</div>
                     <div class="line">you: I must a dozen mile to-night. Bardolph, give</div>
                     <div class="line">the soldiers coats.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, the Lord bless you! God prosper your</div>
                     <div class="line">affairs! God send us peace! At your return visit</div>
                     <div class="line">our house; let our old acquaintance be renewed;</div>
                     <div class="line">peradventure I will with ye to the court.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Fore God, I would you would, Master Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to; I have spoke at a word. God keep you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Fare you well, gentle gentlemen.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt Justices</p>
                     <div class="line">On, Bardolph; lead the men away.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt BARDOLPH, Recruits, &c</p>
                     <div class="line">As I return, I will fetch off these justices: I do</div>
                     <div class="line">see the bottom of Justice Shallow. Lord, Lord, how</div>
                     <div class="line">subject we old men are to this vice of lying! This</div>
                     <div class="line">same starved justice hath done nothing but prate to</div>
                     <div class="line">me of the wildness of his youth, and the feats he</div>
                     <div class="line">hath done about Turnbull Street: and every third</div>
                     <div class="line">word a lie, duer paid to the hearer than the Turk's</div>
                     <div class="line">tribute. I do remember him at Clement's Inn like a</div>
                     <div class="line">man made after supper of a cheese-paring: when a'</div>
                     <div class="line">was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked</div>
                     <div class="line">radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it</div>
                     <div class="line">with a knife: a' was so forlorn, that his</div>
                     <div class="line">dimensions to any thick sight were invincible: a'</div>
                     <div class="line">was the very genius of famine; yet lecherous as a</div>
                     <div class="line">monkey, and the whores called him mandrake: a' came</div>
                     <div class="line">ever in the rearward of the fashion, and sung those</div>
                     <div class="line">tunes to the overscutched huswives that he heard the</div>
                     <div class="line">carmen whistle, and swear they were his fancies or</div>
                     <div class="line">his good-nights. And now is this Vice's dagger</div>
                     <div class="line">become a squire, and talks as familiarly of John a</div>
                     <div class="line">Gaunt as if he had been sworn brother to him; and</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll be sworn a' ne'er saw him but once in the</div>
                     <div class="line">Tilt-yard; and then he burst his head for crowding</div>
                     <div class="line">among the marshal's men. I saw it, and told John a</div>
                     <div class="line">Gaunt he beat his own name; for you might have</div>
                     <div class="line">thrust him and all his apparel into an eel-skin; the</div>
                     <div class="line">case of a treble hautboy was a mansion for him, a</div>
                     <div class="line">court: and now has he land and beefs. Well, I'll</div>
                     <div class="line">be acquainted with him, if I return; and it shall</div>
                     <div class="line">go hard but I will make him a philosopher's two</div>
                     <div class="line">stones to me: if the young dace be a bait for the</div>
                     <div class="line">old pike, I see no reason in the law of nature but I</div>
                     <div class="line">may snap at him. Let time shape, and there an end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.7">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 5. ACT IV</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the forest.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Another part of the forest.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another chamber.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, MOWBRAY, LORD
HASTINGS, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">What is this forest call'd?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis Gaultree Forest, an't shall please your grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Here stand, my lords; and send discoverers forth</div>
                     <div class="line">To know the numbers of our enemies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">We have sent forth already.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis well done.</div>
                     <div class="line">My friends and brethren in these great affairs,</div>
                     <div class="line">I must acquaint you that I have received</div>
                     <div class="line">New-dated letters from Northumberland;</div>
                     <div class="line">Their cold intent, tenor and substance, thus:</div>
                     <div class="line">Here doth he wish his person, with such powers</div>
                     <div class="line">As might hold sortance with his quality,</div>
                     <div class="line">The which he could not levy; whereupon</div>
                     <div class="line">He is retired, to ripe his growing fortunes,</div>
                     <div class="line">To Scotland: and concludes in hearty prayers</div>
                     <div class="line">That your attempts may overlive the hazard</div>
                     <div class="line">And fearful melting of their opposite.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus do the hopes we have in him touch ground</div>
                     <div class="line">And dash themselves to pieces.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, what news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">West of this forest, scarcely off a mile,</div>
                     <div class="line">In goodly form comes on the enemy;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, by the ground they hide, I judge their number</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon or near the rate of thirty thousand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">The just proportion that we gave them out</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us sway on and face them in the field.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">What well-appointed leader fronts us here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">I think it is my Lord of Westmoreland.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Health and fair greeting from our general,</div>
                     <div class="line">The prince, Lord John and Duke of Lancaster.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Say on, my Lord of Westmoreland, in peace:</div>
                     <div class="line">What doth concern your coming?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto your grace do I in chief address</div>
                     <div class="line">The substance of my speech. If that rebellion</div>
                     <div class="line">Came like itself, in base and abject routs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Led on by bloody youth, guarded with rags,</div>
                     <div class="line">And countenanced by boys and beggary,</div>
                     <div class="line">I say, if damn'd commotion so appear'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">In his true, native and most proper shape,</div>
                     <div class="line">You, reverend father, and these noble lords</div>
                     <div class="line">Had not been here, to dress the ugly form</div>
                     <div class="line">Of base and bloody insurrection</div>
                     <div class="line">With your fair honours. You, lord archbishop,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose see is by a civil peace maintained,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath touch'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose learning and good letters peace hath tutor'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose white investments figure innocence,</div>
                     <div class="line">The dove and very blessed spirit of peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherefore do you so ill translate ourself</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of the speech of peace that bears such grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the harsh and boisterous tongue of war;</div>
                     <div class="line">Turning your books to graves, your ink to blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your pens to lances and your tongue divine</div>
                     <div class="line">To a trumpet and a point of war?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherefore do I this? so the question stands.</div>
                     <div class="line">Briefly to this end: we are all diseased,</div>
                     <div class="line">And with our surfeiting and wanton hours</div>
                     <div class="line">Have brought ourselves into a burning fever,</div>
                     <div class="line">And we must bleed for it; of which disease</div>
                     <div class="line">Our late king, Richard, being infected, died.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, my most noble Lord of Westmoreland,</div>
                     <div class="line">I take not on me here as a physician,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor do I as an enemy to peace</div>
                     <div class="line">Troop in the throngs of military men;</div>
                     <div class="line">But rather show awhile like fearful war,</div>
                     <div class="line">To diet rank minds sick of happiness</div>
                     <div class="line">And purge the obstructions which begin to stop</div>
                     <div class="line">Our very veins of life. Hear me more plainly.</div>
                     <div class="line">I have in equal balance justly weigh'd</div>
                     <div class="line">What wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs we suffer,</div>
                     <div class="line">And find our griefs heavier than our offences.</div>
                     <div class="line">We see which way the stream of time doth run,</div>
                     <div class="line">And are enforced from our most quiet there</div>
                     <div class="line">By the rough torrent of occasion;</div>
                     <div class="line">And have the summary of all our griefs,</div>
                     <div class="line">When time shall serve, to show in articles;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which long ere this we offer'd to the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">And might by no suit gain our audience:</div>
                     <div class="line">When we are wrong'd and would unfold our griefs,</div>
                     <div class="line">We are denied access unto his person</div>
                     <div class="line">Even by those men that most have done us wrong.</div>
                     <div class="line">The dangers of the days but newly gone,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose memory is written on the earth</div>
                     <div class="line">With yet appearing blood, and the examples</div>
                     <div class="line">Of every minute's instance, present now,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not to break peace or any branch of it,</div>
                     <div class="line">But to establish here a peace indeed,</div>
                     <div class="line">Concurring both in name and quality.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">When ever yet was your appeal denied?</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein have you been galled by the king?</div>
                     <div class="line">What peer hath been suborn'd to grate on you,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you should seal this lawless bloody book</div>
                     <div class="line">Of forged rebellion with a seal divine</div>
                     <div class="line">And consecrate commotion's bitter edge?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">My brother general, the commonwealth,</div>
                     <div class="line">To brother born an household cruelty,</div>
                     <div class="line">I make my quarrel in particular.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">There is no need of any such redress;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or if there were, it not belongs to you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why not to him in part, and to us all</div>
                     <div class="line">That feel the bruises of the days before,</div>
                     <div class="line">And suffer the condition of these times</div>
                     <div class="line">To lay a heavy and unequal hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon our honours?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">O, my good Lord Mowbray,</div>
                     <div class="line">Construe the times to their necessities,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you shall say indeed, it is the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">And not the king, that doth you injuries.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet for your part, it not appears to me</div>
                     <div class="line">Either from the king or in the present time</div>
                     <div class="line">That you should have an inch of any ground</div>
                     <div class="line">To build a grief on: were you not restored</div>
                     <div class="line">To all the Duke of Norfolk's signories,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your noble and right well remember'd father's?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">What thing, in honour, had my father lost,</div>
                     <div class="line">That need to be revived and breathed in me?</div>
                     <div class="line">The king that loved him, as the state stood then,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was force perforce compell'd to banish him:</div>
                     <div class="line">And then that Harry Bolingbroke and he,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being mounted and both roused in their seats,</div>
                     <div class="line">Their neighing coursers daring of the spur,</div>
                     <div class="line">Their armed staves in charge, their beavers down,</div>
                     <div class="line">Their eyes of fire sparking through sights of steel</div>
                     <div class="line">And the loud trumpet blowing them together,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, then, when there was nothing could have stay'd</div>
                     <div class="line">My father from the breast of Bolingbroke,</div>
                     <div class="line">O when the king did throw his warder down,</div>
                     <div class="line">His own life hung upon the staff he threw;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then threw he down himself and all their lives</div>
                     <div class="line">That by indictment and by dint of sword</div>
                     <div class="line">Have since miscarried under Bolingbroke.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">You speak, Lord Mowbray, now you know not what.</div>
                     <div class="line">The Earl of Hereford was reputed then</div>
                     <div class="line">In England the most valiant gentlemen:</div>
                     <div class="line">Who knows on whom fortune would then have smiled?</div>
                     <div class="line">But if your father had been victor there,</div>
                     <div class="line">He ne'er had borne it out of Coventry:</div>
                     <div class="line">For all the country in a general voice</div>
                     <div class="line">Cried hate upon him; and all their prayers and love</div>
                     <div class="line">Were set on Hereford, whom they doted on</div>
                     <div class="line">And bless'd and graced indeed, more than the king.</div>
                     <div class="line">But this is mere digression from my purpose.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here come I from our princely general</div>
                     <div class="line">To know your griefs; to tell you from his grace</div>
                     <div class="line">That he will give you audience; and wherein</div>
                     <div class="line">It shall appear that your demands are just,</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall enjoy them, every thing set off</div>
                     <div class="line">That might so much as think you enemies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">But he hath forced us to compel this offer;</div>
                     <div class="line">And it proceeds from policy, not love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Mowbray, you overween to take it so;</div>
                     <div class="line">This offer comes from mercy, not from fear:</div>
                     <div class="line">For, lo! within a ken our army lies,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon mine honour, all too confident</div>
                     <div class="line">To give admittance to a thought of fear.</div>
                     <div class="line">Our battle is more full of names than yours,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our men more perfect in the use of arms,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our armour all as strong, our cause the best;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then reason will our heart should be as good</div>
                     <div class="line">Say you not then our offer is compell'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, by my will we shall admit no parley.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">That argues but the shame of your offence:</div>
                     <div class="line">A rotten case abides no handling.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath the Prince John a full commission,</div>
                     <div class="line">In very ample virtue of his father,</div>
                     <div class="line">To hear and absolutely to determine</div>
                     <div class="line">Of what conditions we shall stand upon?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">That is intended in the general's name:</div>
                     <div class="line">I muse you make so slight a question.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Then take, my Lord of Westmoreland, this schedule,</div>
                     <div class="line">For this contains our general grievances:</div>
                     <div class="line">Each several article herein redress'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">All members of our cause, both here and hence,</div>
                     <div class="line">That are insinew'd to this action,</div>
                     <div class="line">Acquitted by a true substantial form</div>
                     <div class="line">And present execution of our wills</div>
                     <div class="line">To us and to our purposes confined,</div>
                     <div class="line">We come within our awful banks again</div>
                     <div class="line">And knit our powers to the arm of peace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">This will I show the general. Please you, lords,</div>
                     <div class="line">In sight of both our battles we may meet;</div>
                     <div class="line">And either end in peace, which God so frame!</div>
                     <div class="line">Or to the place of difference call the swords</div>
                     <div class="line">Which must decide it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, we will do so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">There is a thing within my bosom tells me</div>
                     <div class="line">That no conditions of our peace can stand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Fear you not that: if we can make our peace</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon such large terms and so absolute</div>
                     <div class="line">As our conditions shall consist upon,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, but our valuation shall be such</div>
                     <div class="line">That every slight and false-derived cause,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, every idle, nice and wanton reason</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall to the king taste of this action;</div>
                     <div class="line">That, were our royal faiths martyrs in love,</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind</div>
                     <div class="line">That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff</div>
                     <div class="line">And good from bad find no partition.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">No, no, my lord. Note this; the king is weary</div>
                     <div class="line">Of dainty and such picking grievances:</div>
                     <div class="line">For he hath found to end one doubt by death</div>
                     <div class="line">Revives two greater in the heirs of life,</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore will he wipe his tables clean</div>
                     <div class="line">And keep no tell-tale to his memory</div>
                     <div class="line">That may repeat and history his loss</div>
                     <div class="line">To new remembrance; for full well he knows</div>
                     <div class="line">He cannot so precisely weed this land</div>
                     <div class="line">As his misdoubts present occasion:</div>
                     <div class="line">His foes are so enrooted with his friends</div>
                     <div class="line">That, plucking to unfix an enemy,</div>
                     <div class="line">He doth unfasten so and shake a friend:</div>
                     <div class="line">So that this land, like an offensive wife</div>
                     <div class="line">That hath enraged him on to offer strokes,</div>
                     <div class="line">As he is striking, holds his infant up</div>
                     <div class="line">And hangs resolved correction in the arm</div>
                     <div class="line">That was uprear'd to execution.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Besides, the king hath wasted all his rods</div>
                     <div class="line">On late offenders, that he now doth lack</div>
                     <div class="line">The very instruments of chastisement:</div>
                     <div class="line">So that his power, like to a fangless lion,</div>
                     <div class="line">May offer, but not hold.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis very true:</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore be assured, my good lord marshal,</div>
                     <div class="line">If we do now make our atonement well,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our peace will, like a broken limb united,</div>
                     <div class="line">Grow stronger for the breaking.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">Be it so.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is return'd my Lord of Westmoreland.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">The prince is here at hand: pleaseth your lordship</div>
                     <div class="line">To meet his grace just distance 'tween our armies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">Your grace of York, in God's name then, set forward.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Before, and greet his grace: my lord, we come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Another part of the forest.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter, from one side, MOWBRAY, attended; afterwards
the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, HASTINGS, and others: from
the other side, Prince John of LANCASTER, and
WESTMORELAND; Officers, and others with them</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">You are well encounter'd here, my cousin Mowbray:</div>
                     <div class="line">Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so to you, Lord Hastings, and to all.</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of York, it better show'd with you</div>
                     <div class="line">When that your flock, assembled by the bell,</div>
                     <div class="line">Encircled you to hear with reverence</div>
                     <div class="line">Your exposition on the holy text</div>
                     <div class="line">Than now to see you here an iron man,</div>
                     <div class="line">Cheering a rout of rebels with your drum,</div>
                     <div class="line">Turning the word to sword and life to death.</div>
                     <div class="line">That man that sits within a monarch's heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">And ripens in the sunshine of his favour,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would he abuse the countenance of the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">Alack, what mischiefs might he set abrooch</div>
                     <div class="line">In shadow of such greatness! With you, lord bishop,</div>
                     <div class="line">It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken</div>
                     <div class="line">How deep you were within the books of God?</div>
                     <div class="line">To us the speaker in his parliament;</div>
                     <div class="line">To us the imagined voice of God himself;</div>
                     <div class="line">The very opener and intelligencer</div>
                     <div class="line">Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven</div>
                     <div class="line">And our dull workings. O, who shall believe</div>
                     <div class="line">But you misuse the reverence of your place,</div>
                     <div class="line">Employ the countenance and grace of heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">As a false favourite doth his prince's name,</div>
                     <div class="line">In deeds dishonourable? You have ta'en up,</div>
                     <div class="line">Under the counterfeited zeal of God,</div>
                     <div class="line">The subjects of his substitute, my father,</div>
                     <div class="line">And both against the peace of heaven and him</div>
                     <div class="line">Have here up-swarm'd them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Good my Lord of Lancaster,</div>
                     <div class="line">I am not here against your father's peace;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, as I told my lord of Westmoreland,</div>
                     <div class="line">The time misorder'd doth, in common sense,</div>
                     <div class="line">Crowd us and crush us to this monstrous form,</div>
                     <div class="line">To hold our safety up. I sent your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">The parcels and particulars of our grief,</div>
                     <div class="line">The which hath been with scorn shoved from the court,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereon this Hydra son of war is born;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleep</div>
                     <div class="line">With grant of our most just and right desires,</div>
                     <div class="line">And true obedience, of this madness cured,</div>
                     <div class="line">Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">If not, we ready are to try our fortunes</div>
                     <div class="line">To the last man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">And though we here fall down,</div>
                     <div class="line">We have supplies to second our attempt:</div>
                     <div class="line">If they miscarry, theirs shall second them;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so success of mischief shall be born</div>
                     <div class="line">And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up</div>
                     <div class="line">Whiles England shall have generation.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow,</div>
                     <div class="line">To sound the bottom of the after-times.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Pleaseth your grace to answer them directly</div>
                     <div class="line">How far forth you do like their articles.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I like them all, and do allow them well,</div>
                     <div class="line">And swear here, by the honour of my blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">My father's purposes have been mistook,</div>
                     <div class="line">And some about him have too lavishly</div>
                     <div class="line">Wrested his meaning and authority.</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Discharge your powers unto their several counties,</div>
                     <div class="line">As we will ours: and here between the armies</div>
                     <div class="line">Let's drink together friendly and embrace,</div>
                     <div class="line">That all their eyes may bear those tokens home</div>
                     <div class="line">Of our restored love and amity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I take your princely word for these redresses.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I give it you, and will maintain my word:</div>
                     <div class="line">And thereupon I drink unto your grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, captain, and deliver to the army</div>
                     <div class="line">This news of peace: let them have pay, and part:</div>
                     <div class="line">I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit Officer</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">To you, my noble Lord of Westmoreland.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">I pledge your grace; and, if you knew what pains</div>
                     <div class="line">I have bestow'd to breed this present peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">You would drink freely: but my love to ye</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall show itself more openly hereafter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not doubt you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">I am glad of it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Health to my lord and gentle cousin, Mowbray.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">You wish me health in very happy season;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I am, on the sudden, something ill.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Against ill chances men are ever merry;</div>
                     <div class="line">But heaviness foreruns the good event.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden sorrow</div>
                     <div class="line">Serves to say thus, 'some good thing comes</div>
                     <div class="line">to-morrow.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Believe me, I am passing light in spirit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">So much the worse, if your own rule be true.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Shouts within</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The word of peace is render'd: hark, how they shout!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">This had been cheerful after victory.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">A peace is of the nature of a conquest;</div>
                     <div class="line">For then both parties nobly are subdued,</div>
                     <div class="line">And neither party loser.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">And let our army be discharged too.</div>
                     <p>Exit WESTMORELAND</p>
                     <div class="line">And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains</div>
                     <div class="line">March, by us, that we may peruse the men</div>
                     <div class="line">We should have coped withal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, good Lord Hastings,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, ere they be dismissed, let them march by.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit HASTINGS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I trust, lords, we shall lie to-night together.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter WESTMORELAND</p>
                     <div class="line">Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">The leaders, having charge from you to stand,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will not go off until they hear you speak.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">They know their duties.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter HASTINGS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, our army is dispersed already;</div>
                     <div class="line">Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their courses</div>
                     <div class="line">East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up,</div>
                     <div class="line">Each hurries toward his home and sporting-place.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Good tidings, my Lord Hastings; for the which</div>
                     <div class="line">I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason:</div>
                     <div class="line">And you, lord archbishop, and you, Lord Mowbray,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of capitol treason I attach you both.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                     <div class="line">Is this proceeding just and honourable?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Is your assembly so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you thus break your faith?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I pawn'd thee none:</div>
                     <div class="line">I promised you redress of these same grievances</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will perform with a most Christian care.</div>
                     <div class="line">But for you, rebels, look to taste the due</div>
                     <div class="line">Meet for rebellion and such acts as yours.</div>
                     <div class="line">Most shallowly did you these arms commence,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fondly brought here and foolishly sent hence.</div>
                     <div class="line">Strike up our drums, pursue the scatter'd stray:</div>
                     <div class="line">God, and not we, hath safely fought to-day.</div>
                     <div class="line">Some guard these traitors to the block of death,</div>
                     <div class="line">Treason's true bed and yielder up of breath.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  Another part of the forest.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarum. Excursions. Enter FALSTAFF and COLEVILE, meeting</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What's your name, sir? of what condition are you,</div>
                     <div class="line">and of what place, I pray?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COLEVILE</div>
                     <div class="line">I am a knight, sir, and my name is Colevile of the dale.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, then, Colevile is your name, a knight is your</div>
                     <div class="line">degree, and your place the dale: Colevile shall be</div>
                     <div class="line">still your name, a traitor your degree, and the</div>
                     <div class="line">dungeon your place, a place deep enough; so shall</div>
                     <div class="line">you be still Colevile of the dale.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COLEVILE</div>
                     <div class="line">Are not you Sir John Falstaff?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye</div>
                     <div class="line">yield, sir? or shall I sweat for you? if I do</div>
                     <div class="line">sweat, they are the drops of thy lovers, and they</div>
                     <div class="line">weep for thy death: therefore rouse up fear and</div>
                     <div class="line">trembling, and do observance to my mercy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COLEVILE</div>
                     <div class="line">I think you are Sir John Falstaff, and in that</div>
                     <div class="line">thought yield me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of</div>
                     <div class="line">mine, and not a tongue of them all speaks any other</div>
                     <div class="line">word but my name. An I had but a belly of any</div>
                     <div class="line">indifference, I were simply the most active fellow</div>
                     <div class="line">in Europe: my womb, my womb, my womb, undoes me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes our general.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, WESTMORELAND,
BLUNT, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The heat is past; follow no further now:</div>
                     <div class="line">Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.</div>
                     <p>Exit WESTMORELAND</p>
                     <div class="line">Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while?</div>
                     <div class="line">When every thing is ended, then you come:</div>
                     <div class="line">These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life,</div>
                     <div class="line">One time or other break some gallows' back.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I</div>
                     <div class="line">never knew yet but rebuke and cheque was the reward</div>
                     <div class="line">of valour. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a</div>
                     <div class="line">bullet? have I, in my poor and old motion, the</div>
                     <div class="line">expedition of thought? I have speeded hither with</div>
                     <div class="line">the very extremest inch of possibility; I have</div>
                     <div class="line">foundered nine score and odd posts: and here,</div>
                     <div class="line">travel-tainted as I am, have in my pure and</div>
                     <div class="line">immaculate valour, taken Sir John Colevile of the</div>
                     <div class="line">dale, a most furious knight and valorous enemy.</div>
                     <div class="line">But what of that? he saw me, and yielded; that I</div>
                     <div class="line">may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome,</div>
                     <div class="line">'I came, saw, and overcame.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">It was more of his courtesy than your deserving.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I know not: here he is, and here I yield him: and</div>
                     <div class="line">I beseech your grace, let it be booked with the</div>
                     <div class="line">rest of this day's deeds; or, by the Lord, I will</div>
                     <div class="line">have it in a particular ballad else, with mine own</div>
                     <div class="line">picture on the top on't, Colevile kissing my foot:</div>
                     <div class="line">to the which course if I be enforced, if you do not</div>
                     <div class="line">all show like gilt twopences to me, and I in the</div>
                     <div class="line">clear sky of fame o'ershine you as much as the full</div>
                     <div class="line">moon doth the cinders of the element, which show</div>
                     <div class="line">like pins' heads to her, believe not the word of</div>
                     <div class="line">the noble: therefore let me have right, and let</div>
                     <div class="line">desert mount.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Thine's too heavy to mount.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let it shine, then.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Thine's too thick to shine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me</div>
                     <div class="line">good, and call it what you will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Is thy name Colevile?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COLEVILE</div>
                     <div class="line">It is, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">A famous rebel art thou, Colevile.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">And a famous true subject took him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COLEVILE</div>
                     <div class="line">I am, my lord, but as my betters are</div>
                     <div class="line">That led me hither: had they been ruled by me,</div>
                     <div class="line">You should have won them dearer than you have.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I know not how they sold themselves: but thou, like</div>
                     <div class="line">a kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I</div>
                     <div class="line">thank thee for thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, have you left pursuit?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Retreat is made and execution stay'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Send Colevile with his confederates</div>
                     <div class="line">To York, to present execution:</div>
                     <div class="line">Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard him sure.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt BLUNT and others with COLEVILE</p>
                     <div class="line">And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords:</div>
                     <div class="line">I hear the king my father is sore sick:</div>
                     <div class="line">Our news shall go before us to his majesty,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, cousin, you shall bear to comfort him,</div>
                     <div class="line">And we with sober speed will follow you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go</div>
                     <div class="line">Through Gloucestershire: and, when you come to court,</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand my good lord, pray, in your good report.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Fare you well, Falstaff: I, in my condition,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall better speak of you than you deserve.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but Falstaff</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I would you had but the wit: 'twere better than</div>
                     <div class="line">your dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-</div>
                     <div class="line">blooded boy doth not love me; nor a man cannot make</div>
                     <div class="line">him laugh; but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine.</div>
                     <div class="line">There's never none of these demure boys come to any</div>
                     <div class="line">proof; for thin drink doth so over-cool their blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">and making many fish-meals, that they fall into a</div>
                     <div class="line">kind of male green-sickness; and then when they</div>
                     <div class="line">marry, they get wenches: they are generally fools</div>
                     <div class="line">and cowards; which some of us should be too, but for</div>
                     <div class="line">inflammation. A good sherris sack hath a two-fold</div>
                     <div class="line">operation in it. It ascends me into the brain;</div>
                     <div class="line">dries me there all the foolish and dull and curdy</div>
                     <div class="line">vapours which environ it; makes it apprehensive,</div>
                     <div class="line">quick, forgetive, full of nimble fiery and</div>
                     <div class="line">delectable shapes, which, delivered o'er to the</div>
                     <div class="line">voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes</div>
                     <div class="line">excellent wit. The second property of your</div>
                     <div class="line">excellent sherris is, the warming of the blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">which, before cold and settled, left the liver</div>
                     <div class="line">white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity</div>
                     <div class="line">and cowardice; but the sherris warms it and makes</div>
                     <div class="line">it course from the inwards to the parts extreme:</div>
                     <div class="line">it illumineth the face, which as a beacon gives</div>
                     <div class="line">warning to all the rest of this little kingdom,</div>
                     <div class="line">man, to arm; and then the vital commoners and</div>
                     <div class="line">inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain,</div>
                     <div class="line">the heart, who, great and puffed up with this</div>
                     <div class="line">retinue, doth any deed of courage; and this valour</div>
                     <div class="line">comes of sherris. So that skill in the weapon is</div>
                     <div class="line">nothing without sack, for that sets it a-work; and</div>
                     <div class="line">learning a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil, till</div>
                     <div class="line">sack commences it and sets it in act and use.</div>
                     <div class="line">Hereof comes it that Prince Harry is valiant; for</div>
                     <div class="line">the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his</div>
                     <div class="line">father, he hath, like lean, sterile and bare land,</div>
                     <div class="line">manured, husbanded and tilled with excellent</div>
                     <div class="line">endeavour of drinking good and good store of fertile</div>
                     <div class="line">sherris, that he is become very hot and valiant. If</div>
                     <div class="line">I had a thousand sons, the first humane principle I</div>
                     <div class="line">would teach them should be, to forswear thin</div>
                     <div class="line">potations and to addict themselves to sack.</div>
                     <p>Enter BARDOLPH</p>
                     <div class="line">How now Bardolph?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">The army is discharged all and gone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Let them go. I'll through Gloucestershire; and</div>
                     <div class="line">there will I visit Master Robert Shallow, esquire:</div>
                     <div class="line">I have him already tempering between my finger and</div>
                     <div class="line">my thumb, and shortly will I seal with him. Come away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY IV, the Princes Thomas of CLARENCE
and Humphrey of GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, lords, if God doth give successful end</div>
                     <div class="line">To this debate that bleedeth at our doors,</div>
                     <div class="line">We will our youth lead on to higher fields</div>
                     <div class="line">And draw no swords but what are sanctified.</div>
                     <div class="line">Our navy is address'd, our power collected,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our substitutes in absence well invested,</div>
                     <div class="line">And every thing lies level to our wish:</div>
                     <div class="line">Only, we want a little personal strength;</div>
                     <div class="line">And pause us, till these rebels, now afoot,</div>
                     <div class="line">Come underneath the yoke of government.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Both which we doubt not but your majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall soon enjoy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Humphrey, my son of Gloucester,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is the prince your brother?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I think he's gone to hunt, my lord, at Windsor.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">And how accompanied?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not know, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">No, my good lord; he is in presence here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">What would my lord and father?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Clarence.</div>
                     <div class="line">How chance thou art not with the prince thy brother?</div>
                     <div class="line">He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast a better place in his affection</div>
                     <div class="line">Than all thy brothers: cherish it, my boy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And noble offices thou mayst effect</div>
                     <div class="line">Of mediation, after I am dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">Between his greatness and thy other brethren:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore omit him not; blunt not his love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor lose the good advantage of his grace</div>
                     <div class="line">By seeming cold or careless of his will;</div>
                     <div class="line">For he is gracious, if he be observed:</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath a tear for pity and a hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Open as day for melting charity:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet notwithstanding, being incensed, he's flint,</div>
                     <div class="line">As humorous as winter and as sudden</div>
                     <div class="line">As flaws congealed in the spring of day.</div>
                     <div class="line">His temper, therefore, must be well observed:</div>
                     <div class="line">Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou perceive his blood inclined to mirth;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, being moody, give him line and scope,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,</div>
                     <div class="line">Confound themselves with working. Learn this, Thomas,</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou shalt prove a shelter to thy friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers in,</div>
                     <div class="line">That the united vessel of their blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Mingled with venom of suggestion--</div>
                     <div class="line">As, force perforce, the age will pour it in--</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall never leak, though it do work as strong</div>
                     <div class="line">As aconitum or rash gunpowder.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall observe him with all care and love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Why art thou not at Windsor with him, Thomas?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">He is not there to-day; he dines in London.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">And how accompanied? canst thou tell that?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">With Poins, and other his continual followers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds;</div>
                     <div class="line">And he, the noble image of my youth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is overspread with them: therefore my grief</div>
                     <div class="line">Stretches itself beyond the hour of death:</div>
                     <div class="line">The blood weeps from my heart when I do shape</div>
                     <div class="line">In forms imaginary the unguided days</div>
                     <div class="line">And rotten times that you shall look upon</div>
                     <div class="line">When I am sleeping with my ancestors.</div>
                     <div class="line">For when his headstrong riot hath no curb,</div>
                     <div class="line">When rage and hot blood are his counsellors,</div>
                     <div class="line">When means and lavish manners meet together,</div>
                     <div class="line">O, with what wings shall his affections fly</div>
                     <div class="line">Towards fronting peril and opposed decay!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite:</div>
                     <div class="line">The prince but studies his companions</div>
                     <div class="line">Like a strange tongue, wherein, to gain the language,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis needful that the most immodest word</div>
                     <div class="line">Be look'd upon and learn'd; which once attain'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your highness knows, comes to no further use</div>
                     <div class="line">But to be known and hated. So, like gross terms,</div>
                     <div class="line">The prince will in the perfectness of time</div>
                     <div class="line">Cast off his followers; and their memory</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall as a pattern or a measure live,</div>
                     <div class="line">By which his grace must mete the lives of others,</div>
                     <div class="line">Turning past evils to advantages.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis seldom when the bee doth leave her comb</div>
                     <div class="line">In the dead carrion.</div>
                     <p>Enter WESTMORELAND</p>
                     <div class="line">Who's here? Westmoreland?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Health to my sovereign, and new happiness</div>
                     <div class="line">Added to that that I am to deliver!</div>
                     <div class="line">Prince John your son doth kiss your grace's hand:</div>
                     <div class="line">Mowbray, the Bishop Scroop, Hastings and all</div>
                     <div class="line">Are brought to the correction of your law;</div>
                     <div class="line">There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd</div>
                     <div class="line">But peace puts forth her olive every where.</div>
                     <div class="line">The manner how this action hath been borne</div>
                     <div class="line">Here at more leisure may your highness read,</div>
                     <div class="line">With every course in his particular.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which ever in the haunch of winter sings</div>
                     <div class="line">The lifting up of day.</div>
                     <p>Enter HARCOURT</p>
                     <div class="line">Look, here's more news.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HARCOURT</div>
                     <div class="line">From enemies heaven keep your majesty;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, when they stand against you, may they fall</div>
                     <div class="line">As those that I am come to tell you of!</div>
                     <div class="line">The Earl Northumberland and the Lord Bardolph,</div>
                     <div class="line">With a great power of English and of Scots</div>
                     <div class="line">Are by the sheriff of Yorkshire overthrown:</div>
                     <div class="line">The manner and true order of the fight</div>
                     <div class="line">This packet, please it you, contains at large.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">And wherefore should these good news make me sick?</div>
                     <div class="line">Will fortune never come with both hands full,</div>
                     <div class="line">But write her fair words still in foulest letters?</div>
                     <div class="line">She either gives a stomach and no food;</div>
                     <div class="line">Such are the poor, in health; or else a feast</div>
                     <div class="line">And takes away the stomach; such are the rich,</div>
                     <div class="line">That have abundance and enjoy it not.</div>
                     <div class="line">I should rejoice now at this happy news;</div>
                     <div class="line">And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy:</div>
                     <div class="line">O me! come near me; now I am much ill.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Comfort, your majesty!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">O my royal father!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, look up.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Be patient, princes; you do know, these fits</div>
                     <div class="line">Are with his highness very ordinary.</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand from him. Give him air; he'll straight be well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">No, no, he cannot long hold out these pangs:</div>
                     <div class="line">The incessant care and labour of his mind</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath wrought the mure that should confine it in</div>
                     <div class="line">So thin that life looks through and will break out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The people fear me; for they do observe</div>
                     <div class="line">Unfather'd heirs and loathly births of nature:</div>
                     <div class="line">The seasons change their manners, as the year</div>
                     <div class="line">Had found some months asleep and leap'd them over.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb between;</div>
                     <div class="line">And the old folk, time's doting chronicles,</div>
                     <div class="line">Say it did so a little time before</div>
                     <div class="line">That our great-grandsire, Edward, sick'd and died.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak lower, princes, for the king recovers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">This apoplexy will certain be his end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you, take me up, and bear me hence</div>
                     <div class="line">Into some other chamber: softly, pray.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  Another chamber.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>KING HENRY IV lying on a bed: CLARENCE,
GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, and others in attendance</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends;</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless some dull and favourable hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Will whisper music to my weary spirit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Call for the music in the other room.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Set me the crown upon my pillow here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">His eye is hollow, and he changes much.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Less noise, less noise!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PRINCE HENRY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Who saw the Duke of Clarence?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">I am here, brother, full of heaviness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">How now! rain within doors, and none abroad!</div>
                     <div class="line">How doth the king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Exceeding ill.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Heard he the good news yet?</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell it him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">He alter'd much upon the hearing it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">If he be sick with joy, he'll recover without physic.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so much noise, my lords: sweet prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">speak low;</div>
                     <div class="line">The king your father is disposed to sleep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us withdraw into the other room.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Will't please your grace to go along with us?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">No; I will sit and watch here by the king.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt all but PRINCE HENRY</p>
                     <div class="line">Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being so troublesome a bedfellow?</div>
                     <div class="line">O polish'd perturbation! golden care!</div>
                     <div class="line">That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide</div>
                     <div class="line">To many a watchful night! sleep with it now!</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet not so sound and half so deeply sweet</div>
                     <div class="line">As he whose brow with homely biggen bound</div>
                     <div class="line">Snores out the watch of night. O majesty!</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit</div>
                     <div class="line">Like a rich armour worn in heat of day,</div>
                     <div class="line">That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath</div>
                     <div class="line">There lies a downy feather which stirs not:</div>
                     <div class="line">Did he suspire, that light and weightless down</div>
                     <div class="line">Perforce must move. My gracious lord! my father!</div>
                     <div class="line">This sleep is sound indeed, this is a sleep</div>
                     <div class="line">That from this golden rigol hath divorced</div>
                     <div class="line">So many English kings. Thy due from me</div>
                     <div class="line">Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which nature, love, and filial tenderness,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously:</div>
                     <div class="line">My due from thee is this imperial crown,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, as immediate as thy place and blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Derives itself to me. Lo, here it sits,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which God shall guard: and put the world's whole strength</div>
                     <div class="line">Into one giant arm, it shall not force</div>
                     <div class="line">This lineal honour from me: this from thee</div>
                     <div class="line">Will I to mine leave, as 'tis left to me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Warwick! Gloucester! Clarence!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter WARWICK, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and the rest</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth the king call?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">What would your majesty? How fares your grace?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Why did you leave me here alone, my lords?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">We left the prince my brother here, my liege,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who undertook to sit and watch by you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">The Prince of Wales! Where is he? let me see him:</div>
                     <div class="line">He is not here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">This door is open; he is gone this way.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">He came not through the chamber where we stay'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is the crown? who took it from my pillow?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">The prince hath ta'en it hence: go, seek him out.</div>
                     <div class="line">Is he so hasty that he doth suppose</div>
                     <div class="line">My sleep my death?</div>
                     <div class="line">Find him, my Lord of Warwick; chide him hither.</div>
                     <p>Exit WARWICK</p>
                     <div class="line">This part of his conjoins with my disease,</div>
                     <div class="line">And helps to end me. See, sons, what things you are!</div>
                     <div class="line">How quickly nature falls into revolt</div>
                     <div class="line">When gold becomes her object!</div>
                     <div class="line">For this the foolish over-careful fathers</div>
                     <div class="line">Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care,</div>
                     <div class="line">Their bones with industry;</div>
                     <div class="line">For this they have engrossed and piled up</div>
                     <div class="line">The canker'd heaps of strange-achieved gold;</div>
                     <div class="line">For this they have been thoughtful to invest</div>
                     <div class="line">Their sons with arts and martial exercises:</div>
                     <div class="line">When, like the bee, culling from every flower</div>
                     <div class="line">The virtuous sweets,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our thighs pack'd with wax, our mouths with honey,</div>
                     <div class="line">We bring it to the hive, and, like the bees,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are murdered for our pains. This bitter taste</div>
                     <div class="line">Yield his engrossments to the ending father.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter WARWICK</p>
                     <div class="line">Now, where is he that will not stay so long</div>
                     <div class="line">Till his friend sickness hath determined me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I found the prince in the next room,</div>
                     <div class="line">Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks,</div>
                     <div class="line">With such a deep demeanor in great sorrow</div>
                     <div class="line">That tyranny, which never quaff'd but blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would, by beholding him, have wash'd his knife</div>
                     <div class="line">With gentle eye-drops. He is coming hither.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">But wherefore did he take away the crown?</div>
                     <p>Re-enter PRINCE HENRY</p>
                     <div class="line">Lo, where he comes. Come hither to me, Harry.</div>
                     <div class="line">Depart the chamber, leave us here alone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt WARWICK and the rest</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I never thought to hear you speak again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought:</div>
                     <div class="line">I stay too long by thee, I weary thee.</div>
                     <div class="line">Dost thou so hunger for mine empty chair</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou wilt needs invest thee with my honours</div>
                     <div class="line">Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou seek'st the greatness that will o'erwhelm thee.</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay but a little; for my cloud of dignity</div>
                     <div class="line">Is held from falling with so weak a wind</div>
                     <div class="line">That it will quickly drop: my day is dim.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast stolen that which after some few hours</div>
                     <div class="line">Were thine without offence; and at my death</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast seal'd up my expectation:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy life did manifest thou lovedst me not,</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou wilt have me die assured of it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hidest a thousand daggers in thy thoughts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">To stab at half an hour of my life.</div>
                     <div class="line">What! canst thou not forbear me half an hour?</div>
                     <div class="line">Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou art crowned, not that I am dead.</div>
                     <div class="line">Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse</div>
                     <div class="line">Be drops of balm to sanctify thy head:</div>
                     <div class="line">Only compound me with forgotten dust</div>
                     <div class="line">Give that which gave thee life unto the worms.</div>
                     <div class="line">Pluck down my officers, break my decrees;</div>
                     <div class="line">For now a time is come to mock at form:</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry the Fifth is crown'd: up, vanity!</div>
                     <div class="line">Down, royal state! all you sage counsellors, hence!</div>
                     <div class="line">And to the English court assemble now,</div>
                     <div class="line">From every region, apes of idleness!</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, neighbour confines, purge you of your scum:</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance,</div>
                     <div class="line">Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit</div>
                     <div class="line">The oldest sins the newest kind of ways?</div>
                     <div class="line">Be happy, he will trouble you no more;</div>
                     <div class="line">England shall double gild his treble guilt,</div>
                     <div class="line">England shall give him office, honour, might;</div>
                     <div class="line">For the fifth Harry from curb'd licence plucks</div>
                     <div class="line">The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall flesh his tooth on every innocent.</div>
                     <div class="line">O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows!</div>
                     <div class="line">When that my care could not withhold thy riots,</div>
                     <div class="line">What wilt thou do when riot is thy care?</div>
                     <div class="line">O, thou wilt be a wilderness again,</div>
                     <div class="line">Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, pardon me, my liege! but for my tears,</div>
                     <div class="line">The moist impediments unto my speech,</div>
                     <div class="line">I had forestall'd this dear and deep rebuke</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere you with grief had spoke and I had heard</div>
                     <div class="line">The course of it so far. There is your crown;</div>
                     <div class="line">And He that wears the crown immortally</div>
                     <div class="line">Long guard it yours! If I affect it more</div>
                     <div class="line">Than as your honour and as your renown,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me no more from this obedience rise,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which my most inward true and duteous spirit</div>
                     <div class="line">Teacheth, this prostrate and exterior bending.</div>
                     <div class="line">God witness with me, when I here came in,</div>
                     <div class="line">And found no course of breath within your majesty,</div>
                     <div class="line">How cold it struck my heart! If I do feign,</div>
                     <div class="line">O, let me in my present wildness die</div>
                     <div class="line">And never live to show the incredulous world</div>
                     <div class="line">The noble change that I have purposed!</div>
                     <div class="line">Coming to look on you, thinking you dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">And dead almost, my liege, to think you were,</div>
                     <div class="line">I spake unto this crown as having sense,</div>
                     <div class="line">And thus upbraided it: 'The care on thee depending</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath fed upon the body of my father;</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, thou best of gold art worst of gold:</div>
                     <div class="line">Other, less fine in carat, is more precious,</div>
                     <div class="line">Preserving life in medicine potable;</div>
                     <div class="line">But thou, most fine, most honour'd: most renown'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hast eat thy bearer up.' Thus, my most royal liege,</div>
                     <div class="line">Accusing it, I put it on my head,</div>
                     <div class="line">To try with it, as with an enemy</div>
                     <div class="line">That had before my face murder'd my father,</div>
                     <div class="line">The quarrel of a true inheritor.</div>
                     <div class="line">But if it did infect my blood with joy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride;</div>
                     <div class="line">If any rebel or vain spirit of mine</div>
                     <div class="line">Did with the least affection of a welcome</div>
                     <div class="line">Give entertainment to the might of it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let God for ever keep it from my head</div>
                     <div class="line">And make me as the poorest vassal is</div>
                     <div class="line">That doth with awe and terror kneel to it!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">O my son,</div>
                     <div class="line">God put it in thy mind to take it hence,</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou mightst win the more thy father's love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pleading so wisely in excuse of it!</div>
                     <div class="line">Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed;</div>
                     <div class="line">And hear, I think, the very latest counsel</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever I shall breathe. God knows, my son,</div>
                     <div class="line">By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways</div>
                     <div class="line">I met this crown; and I myself know well</div>
                     <div class="line">How troublesome it sat upon my head.</div>
                     <div class="line">To thee it shall descend with bitter quiet,</div>
                     <div class="line">Better opinion, better confirmation;</div>
                     <div class="line">For all the soil of the achievement goes</div>
                     <div class="line">With me into the earth. It seem'd in me</div>
                     <div class="line">But as an honour snatch'd with boisterous hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I had many living to upbraid</div>
                     <div class="line">My gain of it by their assistances;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which daily grew to quarrel and to bloodshed,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wounding supposed peace: all these bold fears</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou see'st with peril I have answered;</div>
                     <div class="line">For all my reign hath been but as a scene</div>
                     <div class="line">Acting that argument: and now my death</div>
                     <div class="line">Changes the mode; for what in me was purchased,</div>
                     <div class="line">Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort;</div>
                     <div class="line">So thou the garland wear'st successively.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could do,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green;</div>
                     <div class="line">And all my friends, which thou must make thy friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out;</div>
                     <div class="line">By whose fell working I was first advanced</div>
                     <div class="line">And by whose power I well might lodge a fear</div>
                     <div class="line">To be again displaced: which to avoid,</div>
                     <div class="line">I cut them off; and had a purpose now</div>
                     <div class="line">To lead out many to the Holy Land,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest rest and lying still might make them look</div>
                     <div class="line">Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be it thy course to busy giddy minds</div>
                     <div class="line">With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out,</div>
                     <div class="line">May waste the memory of the former days.</div>
                     <div class="line">More would I, but my lungs are wasted so</div>
                     <div class="line">That strength of speech is utterly denied me.</div>
                     <div class="line">How I came by the crown, O God forgive;</div>
                     <div class="line">And grant it may with thee in true peace live!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">My gracious liege,</div>
                     <div class="line">You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then plain and right must my possession be:</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I with more than with a common pain</div>
                     <div class="line">'Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Lord John of LANCASTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, look, here comes my John of Lancaster.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Health, peace, and happiness to my royal father!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, son John;</div>
                     <div class="line">But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown</div>
                     <div class="line">From this bare wither'd trunk: upon thy sight</div>
                     <div class="line">My worldly business makes a period.</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is my Lord of Warwick?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Warwick!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter WARWICK, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth any name particular belong</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis call'd Jerusalem, my noble lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Laud be to God! even there my life must end.</div>
                     <div class="line">It hath been prophesied to me many years,</div>
                     <div class="line">I should not die but in Jerusalem;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land:</div>
                     <div class="line">But bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie;</div>
                     <div class="line">In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.8">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 6. ACT V</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.8.2">1. SCENE I.  Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S house.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.8.3">2. SCENE II.  Westminster. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.8.4">3. SCENE III.  Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S orchard.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.8.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. A street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.8.6">5. SCENE V.  A public place near Westminster Abbey.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.8.7">6. EPILOGUE</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.8.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S house.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and Page</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away to-night.</div>
                     <div class="line">What, Davy, I say!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not excuse you; you shall not be excused;</div>
                     <div class="line">excuses shall not be admitted; there is no excuse</div>
                     <div class="line">shall serve; you shall not be excused. Why, Davy!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter DAVY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy, let me see, Davy; let me</div>
                     <div class="line">see, Davy; let me see: yea, marry, William cook,</div>
                     <div class="line">bid him come hither. Sir John, you shall not be excused.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, sir, thus; those precepts cannot be served:</div>
                     <div class="line">and, again, sir, shall we sow the headland with wheat?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook: are</div>
                     <div class="line">there no young pigeons?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's note for shoeing</div>
                     <div class="line">and plough-irons.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Let it be cast and paid. Sir John, you shall not be excused.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must need be</div>
                     <div class="line">had: and, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's</div>
                     <div class="line">wages, about the sack he lost the other day at</div>
                     <div class="line">Hinckley fair?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">A' shall answer it. Some pigeons, Davy, a couple</div>
                     <div class="line">of short-legged hens, a joint of mutton, and any</div>
                     <div class="line">pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, Davy. I will use him well: a friend i' the</div>
                     <div class="line">court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men</div>
                     <div class="line">well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves, and will backbite.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">No worse than they are backbitten, sir; for they</div>
                     <div class="line">have marvellous foul linen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Well conceited, Davy: about thy business, Davy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of</div>
                     <div class="line">Woncot against Clement Perkes of the hill.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">There is many complaints, Davy, against that Visor:</div>
                     <div class="line">that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">I grant your worship that he is a knave, sir; but</div>
                     <div class="line">yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some</div>
                     <div class="line">countenance at his friend's request. An honest</div>
                     <div class="line">man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave</div>
                     <div class="line">is not. I have served your worship truly, sir,</div>
                     <div class="line">this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in</div>
                     <div class="line">a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I</div>
                     <div class="line">have but a very little credit with your worship. The</div>
                     <div class="line">knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I</div>
                     <div class="line">beseech your worship, let him be countenanced.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to; I say he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy.</div>
                     <p>Exit DAVY</p>
                     <div class="line">Where are you, Sir John? Come, come, come, off</div>
                     <div class="line">with your boots. Give me your hand, Master Bardolph.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">I am glad to see your worship.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank thee with all my heart, kind</div>
                     <div class="line">Master Bardolph: and welcome, my tall fellow.</div>
                     <p>To the Page</p>
                     <div class="line">Come, Sir John.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow.</div>
                     <p>Exit SHALLOW</p>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph, look to our horses.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page</p>
                     <div class="line">If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four</div>
                     <div class="line">dozen of such bearded hermits' staves as Master</div>
                     <div class="line">Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to see the</div>
                     <div class="line">semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his:</div>
                     <div class="line">they, by observing of him, do bear themselves like</div>
                     <div class="line">foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is</div>
                     <div class="line">turned into a justice-like serving-man: their</div>
                     <div class="line">spirits are so married in conjunction with the</div>
                     <div class="line">participation of society that they flock together in</div>
                     <div class="line">consent, like so many wild-geese. If I had a suit</div>
                     <div class="line">to Master Shallow, I would humour his men with the</div>
                     <div class="line">imputation of being near their master: if to his</div>
                     <div class="line">men, I would curry with Master Shallow that no man</div>
                     <div class="line">could better command his servants. It is certain</div>
                     <div class="line">that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is</div>
                     <div class="line">caught, as men take diseases, one of another:</div>
                     <div class="line">therefore let men take heed of their company. I</div>
                     <div class="line">will devise matter enough out of this Shallow to</div>
                     <div class="line">keep Prince Harry in continual laughter the wearing</div>
                     <div class="line">out of six fashions, which is four terms, or two</div>
                     <div class="line">actions, and a' shall laugh without intervallums. O,</div>
                     <div class="line">it is much that a lie with a slight oath and a jest</div>
                     <div class="line">with a sad brow will do with a fellow that never</div>
                     <div class="line">had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him</div>
                     <div class="line">laugh till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Sir John!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.8.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Westminster. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter WARWICK and the Lord Chief-Justice, meeting</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, my lord chief-justice! whither away?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">How doth the king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Exceeding well; his cares are now all ended.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope, not dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">He's walk'd the way of nature;</div>
                     <div class="line">And to our purposes he lives no more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I would his majesty had call'd me with him:</div>
                     <div class="line">The service that I truly did his life</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath left me open to all injuries.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed I think the young king loves you not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I know he doth not, and do arm myself</div>
                     <div class="line">To welcome the condition of the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which cannot look more hideously upon me</div>
                     <div class="line">Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LANCASTER, CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER,
WESTMORELAND, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry:</div>
                     <div class="line">O that the living Harry had the temper</div>
                     <div class="line">Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen!</div>
                     <div class="line">How many nobles then should hold their places</div>
                     <div class="line">That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">O God, I fear all will be overturn'd!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, cousin Warwick, good morrow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, cousin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">We meet like men that had forgot to speak.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">We do remember; but our argument</div>
                     <div class="line">Is all too heavy to admit much talk.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace be with us, lest we be heavier!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">O, good my lord, you have lost a friend indeed;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I dare swear you borrow not that face</div>
                     <div class="line">Of seeming sorrow, it is sure your own.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Though no man be assured what grace to find,</div>
                     <div class="line">You stand in coldest expectation:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am the sorrier; would 'twere otherwise.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, you must now speak Sir John Falstaff fair;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which swims against your stream of quality.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet princes, what I did, I did in honour,</div>
                     <div class="line">Led by the impartial conduct of my soul:</div>
                     <div class="line">And never shall you see that I will beg</div>
                     <div class="line">A ragged and forestall'd remission.</div>
                     <div class="line">If truth and upright innocency fail me,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll to the king my master that is dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">And tell him who hath sent me after him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WARWICK</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes the prince.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY V, attended</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow; and God save your majesty!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">This new and gorgeous garment, majesty,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sits not so easy on me as you think.</div>
                     <div class="line">Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear:</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the English, not the Turkish court;</div>
                     <div class="line">Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds,</div>
                     <div class="line">But Harry Harry. Yet be sad, good brothers,</div>
                     <div class="line">For, by my faith, it very well becomes you:</div>
                     <div class="line">Sorrow so royally in you appears</div>
                     <div class="line">That I will deeply put the fashion on</div>
                     <div class="line">And wear it in my heart: why then, be sad;</div>
                     <div class="line">But entertain no more of it, good brothers,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than a joint burden laid upon us all.</div>
                     <div class="line">For me, by heaven, I bid you be assured,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll be your father and your brother too;</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me but bear your love, I 'll bear your cares:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet weep that Harry's dead; and so will I;</div>
                     <div class="line">But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears</div>
                     <div class="line">By number into hours of happiness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Princes</div>
                     <div class="line">We hope no other from your majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">You all look strangely on me: and you most;</div>
                     <div class="line">You are, I think, assured I love you not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I am assured, if I be measured rightly,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty hath no just cause to hate me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">No!</div>
                     <div class="line">How might a prince of my great hopes forget</div>
                     <div class="line">So great indignities you laid upon me?</div>
                     <div class="line">What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison</div>
                     <div class="line">The immediate heir of England! Was this easy?</div>
                     <div class="line">May this be wash'd in Lethe, and forgotten?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I then did use the person of your father;</div>
                     <div class="line">The image of his power lay then in me:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, in the administration of his law,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your highness pleased to forget my place,</div>
                     <div class="line">The majesty and power of law and justice,</div>
                     <div class="line">The image of the king whom I presented,</div>
                     <div class="line">And struck me in my very seat of judgment;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereon, as an offender to your father,</div>
                     <div class="line">I gave bold way to my authority</div>
                     <div class="line">And did commit you. If the deed were ill,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be you contented, wearing now the garland,</div>
                     <div class="line">To have a son set your decrees at nought,</div>
                     <div class="line">To pluck down justice from your awful bench,</div>
                     <div class="line">To trip the course of law and blunt the sword</div>
                     <div class="line">That guards the peace and safety of your person;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, more, to spurn at your most royal image</div>
                     <div class="line">And mock your workings in a second body.</div>
                     <div class="line">Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours;</div>
                     <div class="line">Be now the father and propose a son,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear your own dignity so much profaned,</div>
                     <div class="line">See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,</div>
                     <div class="line">Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">And then imagine me taking your part</div>
                     <div class="line">And in your power soft silencing your son:</div>
                     <div class="line">After this cold considerance, sentence me;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, as you are a king, speak in your state</div>
                     <div class="line">What I have done that misbecame my place,</div>
                     <div class="line">My person, or my liege's sovereignty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY V</div>
                     <div class="line">You are right, justice, and you weigh this well;</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore still bear the balance and the sword:</div>
                     <div class="line">And I do wish your honours may increase,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till you do live to see a son of mine</div>
                     <div class="line">Offend you and obey you, as I did.</div>
                     <div class="line">So shall I live to speak my father's words:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Happy am I, that have a man so bold,</div>
                     <div class="line">That dares do justice on my proper son;</div>
                     <div class="line">And not less happy, having such a son,</div>
                     <div class="line">That would deliver up his greatness so</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the hands of justice.' You did commit me:</div>
                     <div class="line">For which, I do commit into your hand</div>
                     <div class="line">The unstained sword that you have used to bear;</div>
                     <div class="line">With this remembrance, that you use the same</div>
                     <div class="line">With the like bold, just and impartial spirit</div>
                     <div class="line">As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand.</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall be as a father to my youth:</div>
                     <div class="line">My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will stoop and humble my intents</div>
                     <div class="line">To your well-practised wise directions.</div>
                     <div class="line">And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you;</div>
                     <div class="line">My father is gone wild into his grave,</div>
                     <div class="line">For in his tomb lie my affections;</div>
                     <div class="line">And with his spirit sadly I survive,</div>
                     <div class="line">To mock the expectation of the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">To frustrate prophecies and to raze out</div>
                     <div class="line">Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down</div>
                     <div class="line">After my seeming. The tide of blood in me</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now:</div>
                     <div class="line">Now doth it turn and ebb back to the sea,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where it shall mingle with the state of floods</div>
                     <div class="line">And flow henceforth in formal majesty.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now call we our high court of parliament:</div>
                     <div class="line">And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel,</div>
                     <div class="line">That the great body of our state may go</div>
                     <div class="line">In equal rank with the best govern'd nation;</div>
                     <div class="line">That war, or peace, or both at once, may be</div>
                     <div class="line">As things acquainted and familiar to us;</div>
                     <div class="line">In which you, father, shall have foremost hand.</div>
                     <div class="line">Our coronation done, we will accite,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I before remember'd, all our state:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, God consigning to my good intents,</div>
                     <div class="line">No prince nor peer shall have just cause to say,</div>
                     <div class="line">God shorten Harry's happy life one day!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.8.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S orchard.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, DAVY, BARDOLPH,
and the Page</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbour,</div>
                     <div class="line">we will eat a last year's pippin of my own graffing,</div>
                     <div class="line">with a dish of caraways, and so forth: come,</div>
                     <div class="line">cousin Silence: and then to bed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and a rich.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John: marry, good air. Spread, Davy; spread,</div>
                     <div class="line">Davy; well said, Davy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your</div>
                     <div class="line">serving-man and your husband.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John: by the mass, I have drunk too much sack</div>
                     <div class="line">at supper: a good varlet. Now sit down, now sit</div>
                     <div class="line">down: come, cousin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, sirrah! quoth-a, we shall</div>
                     <div class="line">Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer,</div>
                     <p>Singing</p>
                     <div class="line">And praise God for the merry year;</div>
                     <div class="line">When flesh is cheap and females dear,</div>
                     <div class="line">And lusty lads roam here and there</div>
                     <div class="line">So merrily,</div>
                     <div class="line">And ever among so merrily.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll</div>
                     <div class="line">give you a health for that anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet sir, sit; I'll be with you anon. most sweet</div>
                     <div class="line">sir, sit. Master page, good master page, sit.</div>
                     <div class="line">Proface! What you want in meat, we'll have in drink:</div>
                     <div class="line">but you must bear; the heart's all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Be merry, Master Bardolph; and, my little soldier</div>
                     <div class="line">there, be merry.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Be merry, be merry, my wife has all;</div>
                     <p>Singing</p>
                     <div class="line">For women are shrews, both short and tall:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis merry in hall when beards wag all,</div>
                     <div class="line">And welcome merry Shrove-tide.</div>
                     <div class="line">Be merry, be merry.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I did not think Master Silence had been a man of</div>
                     <div class="line">this mettle.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter DAVY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">There's a dish of leather-coats for you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>To BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Davy!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">Your worship! I'll be with you straight.</div>
                     <p>To BARDOLPH</p>
                     <div class="line">A cup of wine, sir?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">A cup of wine that's brisk and fine,</div>
                     <p>Singing</p>
                     <div class="line">And drink unto the leman mine;</div>
                     <div class="line">And a merry heart lives long-a.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well said, Master Silence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">An we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet o' the night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Health and long life to you, Master Silence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Fill the cup, and let it come;</div>
                     <p>Singing</p>
                     <div class="line">I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Honest Bardolph, welcome: if thou wantest any</div>
                     <div class="line">thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart.</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome, my little tiny thief.</div>
                     <p>To the Page</p>
                     <div class="line">And welcome indeed too. I'll drink to Master</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph, and to all the cavaleros about London.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">I hove to see London once ere I die.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">An I might see you there, Davy,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">By the mass, you'll crack a quart together, ha!</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you not, Master Bardolph?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">By God's liggens, I thank thee: the knave will</div>
                     <div class="line">stick by thee, I can assure thee that. A' will not</div>
                     <div class="line">out; he is true bred.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">And I'll stick by him, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing: be merry.</div>
                     <p>Knocking within</p>
                     <div class="line">Look who's at door there, ho! who knocks?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit DAVY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, now you have done me right.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>To SILENCE, seeing him take off a bumper</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Singing</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Do me right,</div>
                     <div class="line">And dub me knight: Samingo.</div>
                     <div class="line">Is't not so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Is't so? Why then, say an old man can do somewhat.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter DAVY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DAVY</div>
                     <div class="line">An't please your worship, there's one Pistol come</div>
                     <div class="line">from the court with news.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">From the court! let him come in.</div>
                     <p>Enter PISTOL</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, Pistol!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, God save you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What wind blew you hither, Pistol?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. Sweet</div>
                     <div class="line">knight, thou art now one of the greatest men in this realm.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">By'r lady, I think a' be, but goodman Puff of Barson.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Puff!</div>
                     <div class="line">Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,</div>
                     <div class="line">And helter-skelter have I rode to thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">And tidings do I bring and lucky joys</div>
                     <div class="line">And golden times and happy news of price.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">A foutre for the world and worldlings base!</div>
                     <div class="line">I speak of Africa and golden joys.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?</div>
                     <div class="line">Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Singing</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons?</div>
                     <div class="line">And shall good news be baffled?</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SILENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Why then, lament therefore.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me pardon, sir: if, sir, you come with news</div>
                     <div class="line">from the court, I take it there's but two ways,</div>
                     <div class="line">either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am,</div>
                     <div class="line">sir, under the king, in some authority.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Under which king, Besonian? speak, or die.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Under King Harry.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry the Fourth? or Fifth?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry the Fourth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">A foutre for thine office!</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king;</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry the Fifth's the man. I speak the truth:</div>
                     <div class="line">When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like</div>
                     <div class="line">The bragging Spaniard.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What, is the old king dead?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">As nail in door: the things I speak are just.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert</div>
                     <div class="line">Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the land,</div>
                     <div class="line">'tis thine. Pistol, I will double-charge thee with dignities.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">O joyful day!</div>
                     <div class="line">I would not take a knighthood for my fortune.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">What! I do bring good news.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord Shallow,--be what thou wilt; I am fortune's</div>
                     <div class="line">steward--get on thy boots: we'll ride all night.</div>
                     <div class="line">O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!</div>
                     <p>Exit BARDOLPH</p>
                     <div class="line">Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal devise</div>
                     <div class="line">something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master</div>
                     <div class="line">Shallow: I know the young king is sick for me. Let</div>
                     <div class="line">us take any man's horses; the laws of England are at</div>
                     <div class="line">my commandment. Blessed are they that have been my</div>
                     <div class="line">friends; and woe to my lord chief-justice!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!</div>
                     <div class="line">'Where is the life that late I led?' say they:</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant days!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.8.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  London. A street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Beadles, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLY
and DOLL TEARSHEET</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might</div>
                     <div class="line">die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast</div>
                     <div class="line">drawn my shoulder out of joint.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Beadle</div>
                     <div class="line">The constables have delivered her over to me; and</div>
                     <div class="line">she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant</div>
                     <div class="line">her: there hath been a man or two lately killed about her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I 'll tell</div>
                     <div class="line">thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an</div>
                     <div class="line">the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert</div>
                     <div class="line">better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou</div>
                     <div class="line">paper-faced villain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">O the Lord, that Sir John were come! he would make</div>
                     <div class="line">this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the</div>
                     <div class="line">fruit of her womb miscarry!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Beadle</div>
                     <div class="line">If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again;</div>
                     <div class="line">you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go</div>
                     <div class="line">with me; for the man is dead that you and Pistol</div>
                     <div class="line">beat amongst you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I</div>
                     <div class="line">will have you as soundly swinged for this,--you</div>
                     <div class="line">blue-bottle rogue, you filthy famished correctioner,</div>
                     <div class="line">if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half-kirtles.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Beadle</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">O God, that right should thus overcome might!</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, of sufferance comes ease.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, come, you starved blood-hound.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Goodman death, goodman bones!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MISTRESS QUICKLY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou atomy, thou!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DOLL TEARSHEET</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, you thin thing; come you rascal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Beadle</div>
                     <div class="line">Very well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.8.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  A public place near Westminster Abbey.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter two Grooms, strewing rushes</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Groom</div>
                     <div class="line">More rushes, more rushes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Groom</div>
                     <div class="line">The trumpets have sounded twice.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Groom</div>
                     <div class="line">'Twill be two o'clock ere they come from the</div>
                     <div class="line">coronation: dispatch, dispatch.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, PISTOL,
BARDOLPH, and Page</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will</div>
                     <div class="line">make the king do you grace: I will leer upon him as</div>
                     <div class="line">a' comes by; and do but mark the countenance that he</div>
                     <div class="line">will give me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">God bless thy lungs, good knight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Come here, Pistol; stand behind me. O, if I had had</div>
                     <div class="line">time to have made new liveries, I would have</div>
                     <div class="line">bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you. But</div>
                     <div class="line">'tis no matter; this poor show doth better: this</div>
                     <div class="line">doth infer the zeal I had to see him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">It doth so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">It shows my earnestness of affection,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">It doth so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My devotion,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">It doth, it doth, it doth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">As it were, to ride day and night; and not to</div>
                     <div class="line">deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience</div>
                     <div class="line">to shift me,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">It is best, certain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with</div>
                     <div class="line">desire to see him; thinking of nothing else,</div>
                     <div class="line">putting all affairs else in oblivion, as if there</div>
                     <div class="line">were nothing else to be done but to see him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis 'semper idem,' for 'obsque hoc nihil est:'</div>
                     <div class="line">'tis all in every part.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis so, indeed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make thee rage.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is in base durance and contagious prison;</div>
                     <div class="line">Haled thither</div>
                     <div class="line">By most mechanical and dirty hand:</div>
                     <div class="line">Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell</div>
                     <div class="line">Alecto's snake,</div>
                     <div class="line">For Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I will deliver her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Shouts within, and the trumpets sound</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangor sounds.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY V and his train, the Lord Chief-
Justice among them</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">God save thy grace, King Hal! my royal Hal!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp of fame!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">God save thee, my sweet boy!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord chief-justice, speak to that vain man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you your wits? know you what 'tis to speak?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">I know thee not, old man: fall to thy prayers;</div>
                     <div class="line">How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!</div>
                     <div class="line">I have long dream'd of such a kind of man,</div>
                     <div class="line">So surfeit-swell'd, so old and so profane;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, being awaked, I do despise my dream.</div>
                     <div class="line">Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace;</div>
                     <div class="line">Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth gape</div>
                     <div class="line">For thee thrice wider than for other men.</div>
                     <div class="line">Reply not to me with a fool-born jest:</div>
                     <div class="line">Presume not that I am the thing I was;</div>
                     <div class="line">For God doth know, so shall the world perceive,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I have turn'd away my former self;</div>
                     <div class="line">So will I those that kept me company.</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou dost hear I am as I have been,</div>
                     <div class="line">Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast,</div>
                     <div class="line">The tutor and the feeder of my riots:</div>
                     <div class="line">Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I have done the rest of my misleaders,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not to come near our person by ten mile.</div>
                     <div class="line">For competence of life I will allow you,</div>
                     <div class="line">That lack of means enforce you not to evil:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, as we hear you do reform yourselves,</div>
                     <div class="line">We will, according to your strengths and qualities,</div>
                     <div class="line">Give you advancement. Be it your charge, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">To see perform'd the tenor of our word. Set on.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt KING HENRY V, &c</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, marry, Sir John; which I beseech you to let me</div>
                     <div class="line">have home with me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you</div>
                     <div class="line">grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private to</div>
                     <div class="line">him: look you, he must seem thus to the world:</div>
                     <div class="line">fear not your advancements; I will be the man yet</div>
                     <div class="line">that shall make you great.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot well perceive how, unless you should give</div>
                     <div class="line">me your doublet and stuff me out with straw. I</div>
                     <div class="line">beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred</div>
                     <div class="line">of my thousand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir, I will be as good as my word: this that you</div>
                     <div class="line">heard was but a colour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SHALLOW</div>
                     <div class="line">A colour that I fear you will die in, Sir John.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Fear no colours: go with me to dinner: come,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lieutenant Pistol; come, Bardolph: I shall be sent</div>
                     <div class="line">for soon at night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter Prince John of LANCASTER, the Lord
Chief-Justice; Officers with them</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet:</div>
                     <div class="line">Take all his company along with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, my lord,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot now speak: I will hear you soon.</div>
                     <div class="line">Take them away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PISTOL</div>
                     <div class="line">Si fortune me tormenta, spero contenta.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but PRINCE JOHN and the Lord
Chief-Justice</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I like this fair proceeding of the king's:</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath intent his wonted followers</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall all be very well provided for;</div>
                     <div class="line">But all are banish'd till their conversations</div>
                     <div class="line">Appear more wise and modest to the world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">And so they are.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The king hath call'd his parliament, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I will lay odds that, ere this year expire,</div>
                     <div class="line">We bear our civil swords and native fire</div>
                     <div class="line">As far as France: I heard a bird so sing,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, will you hence?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.8.7">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>6. EPILOGUE</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Spoken by a Dancer</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker"/>
                     <div class="line">First my fear; then my courtesy; last my speech.</div>
                     <div class="line">My fear is, your displeasure; my courtesy, my duty;</div>
                     <div class="line">and my speech, to beg your pardons. If you look</div>
                     <div class="line">for a good speech now, you undo me: for what I have</div>
                     <div class="line">to say is of mine own making; and what indeed I</div>
                     <div class="line">should say will, I doubt, prove mine own marring.</div>
                     <div class="line">But to the purpose, and so to the venture. Be it</div>
                     <div class="line">known to you, as it is very well, I was lately here</div>
                     <div class="line">in the end of a displeasing play, to pray your</div>
                     <div class="line">patience for it and to promise you a better. I</div>
                     <div class="line">meant indeed to pay you with this; which, if like an</div>
                     <div class="line">ill venture it come unluckily home, I break, and</div>
                     <div class="line">you, my gentle creditors, lose. Here I promised you</div>
                     <div class="line">I would be and here I commit my body to your</div>
                     <div class="line">mercies: bate me some and I will pay you some and,</div>
                     <div class="line">as most debtors do, promise you infinitely.</div>
                     <div class="line">If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, will</div>
                     <div class="line">you command me to use my legs? and yet that were but</div>
                     <div class="line">light payment, to dance out of your debt. But a</div>
                     <div class="line">good conscience will make any possible satisfaction,</div>
                     <div class="line">and so would I. All the gentlewomen here have</div>
                     <div class="line">forgiven me: if the gentlemen will not, then the</div>
                     <div class="line">gentlemen do not agree with the gentlewomen, which</div>
                     <div class="line">was never seen before in such an assembly.</div>
                     <div class="line">One word more, I beseech you. If you be not too</div>
                     <div class="line">much cloyed with fat meat, our humble author will</div>
                     <div class="line">continue the story, with Sir John in it, and make</div>
                     <div class="line">you merry with fair Katharine of France: where, for</div>
                     <div class="line">any thing I know, Falstaff shall die of a sweat,</div>
                     <div class="line">unless already a' be killed with your hard</div>
                     <div class="line">opinions; for Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is</div>
                     <div class="line">not the man. My tongue is weary; when my legs are</div>
                     <div class="line">too, I will bid you good night: and so kneel down</div>
                     <div class="line">before you; but, indeed, to pray for the queen.</div>
                  </div>
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            <h1>The Second Part of Henry the Fourth</h1>
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         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. INDUCTION</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  York. The Archbishop's palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  London. Another street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  Warkworth. Before the castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The Boar's-head Tavern in Eastcheap.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  Westminster. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Gloucestershire. Before SHALLOW'S house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the forest.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Another part of the forest.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another chamber.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.8">6. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.2">1. SCENE I.  Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.3">2. SCENE II.  Westminster. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.4">3. SCENE III.  Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S orchard.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.6">5. SCENE V.  A public place near Westminster Abbey.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.8.7">6. EPILOGUE</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
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         <div class="content">
            <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
               <header class="preface-titlepage">
                  <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="content">
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">RUMOUR, the Presenter.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">KING HENRY, the Fourth. </span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">PRINCE HENRY OF WALES afterwards KING HENRY V.</span>
                              <span class="personname">THOMAS, DUKE OF, CLARENCE</span>
                              <span class="personname">PRINCE HUMPHREY, OF GLOUCESTER</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">sons of King Henry.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL OF WARWICK</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL OF WESTMORELAND</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL OF SURREY</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">GOWER</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">HARCOURT</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">BLUNT</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Lord Chief-Justice of the King's Bench</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">A Servant of the Chief-Justice.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SCROOP, ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LORD MOWBRAY</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LORD HASTINGS</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LORD BARDOLPH</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR JOHN COLEVILE</span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">TRAVERS</span>
                              <span class="personname">MORTON</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">retainers of Northumberland.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR JOHN FALSTAFF</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">His Page. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">BARDOLPH</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">PISTOL</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">POINS</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">PETO</span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">SHALLOW</span>
                              <span class="personname">SILENCE</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">country justices.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DAVY, servant to Shallow.</span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">MOULDY</span>
                              <span class="personname">SHADOW</span>
                              <span class="personname">WART</span>
                              <span class="personname">FEEBLE</span>
                              <span class="personname">BULLCALF</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">recruits.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">FANG</span>
                              <span class="personname">SNARE</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">sheriff's officers.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LADY NORTHUMBERLAND</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LADY PERCY</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">MISTRESS QUICKLY, hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DOLL TEARSHEET</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Lords and Attendants; Porter, Drawers, Beadles, Grooms, &c.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">A Dancer, speaker of the epilogue.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>SCENE  England.</p>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 1. INDUCTION</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="content">
                  <p>Warkworth. Before the castle</p>
                  <p>Enter RUMOUR, painted full of tongues</p>
                  <div class="dialogue">
                     <div class="linegroup">
                        <div class="speaker">RUMOUR</div>
                        <div class="line">Open your ears; for which of you will stop</div>
                        <div class="line">The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks?</div>
                        <div class="line">I, from the orient to the drooping west,</div>
                        <div class="line">Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold</div>
                        <div class="line">The acts commenced on this ball of earth:</div>
                        <div class="line">Upon my tongues continual slanders ride,</div>
                        <div class="line">The which in every language I pronounce,</div>
                        <div class="line">Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.</div>
                        <div class="line">I speak of peace, while covert enmity</div>
                        <div class="line">Under the smile of safety wounds the world:</div>
                        <div class="line">And who but Rumour, who but only I,</div>
                        <div class="line">Make fearful musters and prepared defence,</div>
                        <div class="line">Whiles the big year, swoln with some other grief,</div>
                        <div class="line">Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war,</div>
                        <div class="line">And no such matter? Rumour is a pipe</div>
                        <div class="line">Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures</div>
                        <div class="line">And of so easy and so plain a stop</div>
                        <div class="line">That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,</div>
                        <div class="line">The still-discordant wavering multitude,</div>
                        <div class="line">Can play upon it. But what need I thus</div>
                        <div class="line">My well-known body to anatomize</div>
                        <div class="line">Among my household? Why is Rumour here?</div>
                        <div class="line">I run before King Harry's victory;</div>
                        <div class="line">Who in a bloody field by Shrewsbury</div>
                        <div class="line">Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his troops,</div>
                        <div class="line">Quenching the flame of bold rebellion</div>
                        <div class="line">Even with the rebel's blood. But what mean I</div>
                        <div class="line">To speak so true at first? my office is</div>
                        <div class="line">To noise abroad that Harry Monmouth fell</div>
                        <div class="line">Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword,</div>
                        <div class="line">And that the king before the Douglas' rage</div>
                        <div class="line">Stoop'd his anointed head as low as death.</div>
                        <div class="line">This have I rumour'd through the peasant towns</div>
                        <div class="line">Between that royal field of Shrewsbury</div>
                        <div class="line">And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone,</div>
                        <div class="line">Where Hotspur's father, old Northumberland,</div>
                        <div class="line">Lies crafty-sick: the posts come tiring on,</div>
                        <div class="line">And not a man of them brings other news</div>
                        <div class="line">Than they have learn'd of me: from Rumour's tongues</div>
                        <div class="line">They bring smooth comforts false, worse than</div>
                        <div class="line">true wrongs.</div>
                     </div>
                  </div>
                  <p>Exit</p>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 2. ACT I</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  York. The Archbishop's palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  The same.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter LORD BARDOLPH</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Who keeps the gate here, ho?</div>
                              <p>The Porter opens the gate</p>
                              <div class="line">Where is the earl?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                              <div class="line">What shall I say you are?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Tell thou the earl</div>
                              <div class="line">That the Lord Bardolph doth attend him here.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Porter</div>
                              <div class="line">His lordship is walk'd forth into the orchard;</div>
                              <div class="line">Please it your honour, knock but at the gate,</div>
                              <div class="line">And he himself wilt answer.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter NORTHUMBERLAND</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Here comes the earl.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit Porter</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">What news, Lord Bardolph? every minute now</div>
                              <div class="line">Should be the father of some stratagem:</div>
                              <div class="line">The times are wild: contention, like a horse</div>
                              <div class="line">Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose</div>
                              <div class="line">And bears down all before him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Noble earl,</div>
                              <div class="line">I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Good, an God will!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">As good as heart can wish:</div>
                              <div class="line">The king is almost wounded to the death;</div>
                              <div class="line">And, in the fortune of my lord your son,</div>
                              <div class="line">Prince Harry slain outright; and both the Blunts</div>
                              <div class="line">Kill'd by the hand of Douglas; young Prince John</div>
                              <div class="line">And Westmoreland and Stafford fled the field;</div>
                              <div class="line">And Harry Monmouth's brawn, the hulk Sir John,</div>
                              <div class="line">Is prisoner to your son: O, such a day,</div>
                              <div class="line">So fought, so follow'd and so fairly won,</div>
                              <div class="line">Came not till now to dignify the times,</div>
                              <div class="line">Since Caesar's fortunes!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">How is this derived?</div>
                              <div class="line">Saw you the field? came you from Shrewsbury?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">I spake with one, my lord, that came from thence,</div>
                              <div class="line">A gentleman well bred and of good name,</div>
                              <div class="line">That freely render'd me these news for true.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Here comes my servant Travers, whom I sent</div>
                              <div class="line">On Tuesday last to listen after news.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter TRAVERS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, I over-rode him on the way;</div>
                              <div class="line">And he is furnish'd with no certainties</div>
                              <div class="line">More than he haply may retail from me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, Travers, what good tidings comes with you?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TRAVERS</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, Sir John Umfrevile turn'd me back</div>
                              <div class="line">With joyful tidings; and, being better horsed,</div>
                              <div class="line">Out-rode me. After him came spurring hard</div>
                              <div class="line">A gentleman, almost forspent with speed,</div>
                              <div class="line">That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse.</div>
                              <div class="line">He ask'd the way to Chester; and of him</div>
                              <div class="line">I did demand what news from Shrewsbury:</div>
                              <div class="line">He told me that rebellion had bad luck</div>
                              <div class="line">And that young Harry Percy's spur was cold.</div>
                              <div class="line">With that, he gave his able horse the head,</div>
                              <div class="line">And bending forward struck his armed heels</div>
                              <div class="line">Against the panting sides of his poor jade</div>
                              <div class="line">Up to the rowel-head, and starting so</div>
                              <div class="line">He seem'd in running to devour the way,</div>
                              <div class="line">Staying no longer question.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Ha! Again:</div>
                              <div class="line">Said he young Harry Percy's spur was cold?</div>
                              <div class="line">Of Hotspur Coldspur? that rebellion</div>
                              <div class="line">Had met ill luck?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, I'll tell you what;</div>
                              <div class="line">If my young lord your son have not the day,</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon mine honour, for a silken point</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll give my barony: never talk of it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Why should that gentleman that rode by Travers</div>
                              <div class="line">Give then such instances of loss?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Who, he?</div>
                              <div class="line">He was some hilding fellow that had stolen</div>
                              <div class="line">The horse he rode on, and, upon my life,</div>
                              <div class="line">Spoke at a venture. Look, here comes more news.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter MORTON</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, this man's brow, like to a title-leaf,</div>
                              <div class="line">Foretells the nature of a tragic volume:</div>
                              <div class="line">So looks the strand whereon the imperious flood</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath left a witness'd usurpation.</div>
                              <div class="line">Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                              <div class="line">I ran from Shrewsbury, my noble lord;</div>
                              <div class="line">Where hateful death put on his ugliest mask</div>
                              <div class="line">To fright our party.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">How doth my son and brother?</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou tremblest; and the whiteness in thy cheek</div>
                              <div class="line">Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand.</div>
                              <div class="line">Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless,</div>
                              <div class="line">So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone,</div>
                              <div class="line">Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night,</div>
                              <div class="line">And would have told him half his Troy was burnt;</div>
                              <div class="line">But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue,</div>
                              <div class="line">And I my Percy's death ere thou report'st it.</div>
                              <div class="line">This thou wouldst say, 'Your son did thus and thus;</div>
                              <div class="line">Your brother thus: so fought the noble Douglas:'</div>
                              <div class="line">Stopping my greedy ear with their bold deeds:</div>
                              <div class="line">But in the end, to stop my ear indeed,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou hast a sigh to blow away this praise,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ending with 'Brother, son, and all are dead.'</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                              <div class="line">Douglas is living, and your brother, yet;</div>
                              <div class="line">But, for my lord your son--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, he is dead.</div>
                              <div class="line">See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!</div>
                              <div class="line">He that but fears the thing he would not know</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath by instinct knowledge from others' eyes</div>
                              <div class="line">That what he fear'd is chanced. Yet speak, Morton;</div>
                              <div class="line">Tell thou an earl his divination lies,</div>
                              <div class="line">And I will take it as a sweet disgrace</div>
                              <div class="line">And make thee rich for doing me such wrong.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                              <div class="line">You are too great to be by me gainsaid:</div>
                              <div class="line">Your spirit is too true, your fears too certain.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet, for all this, say not that Percy's dead.</div>
                              <div class="line">I see a strange confession in thine eye:</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou shakest thy head and hold'st it fear or sin</div>
                              <div class="line">To speak a truth. If he be slain, say so;</div>
                              <div class="line">The tongue offends not that reports his death:</div>
                              <div class="line">And he doth sin that doth belie the dead,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not he which says the dead is not alive.</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath but a losing office, and his tongue</div>
                              <div class="line">Sounds ever after as a sullen bell,</div>
                              <div class="line">Remember'd tolling a departing friend.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">I cannot think, my lord, your son is dead.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                              <div class="line">I am sorry I should force you to believe</div>
                              <div class="line">That which I would to God I had not seen;</div>
                              <div class="line">But these mine eyes saw him in bloody state,</div>
                              <div class="line">Rendering faint quittance, wearied and out-breathed,</div>
                              <div class="line">To Harry Monmouth; whose swift wrath beat down</div>
                              <div class="line">The never-daunted Percy to the earth,</div>
                              <div class="line">From whence with life he never more sprung up.</div>
                              <div class="line">In few, his death, whose spirit lent a fire</div>
                              <div class="line">Even to the dullest peasant in his camp,</div>
                              <div class="line">Being bruited once, took fire and heat away</div>
                              <div class="line">From the best temper'd courage in his troops;</div>
                              <div class="line">For from his metal was his party steel'd;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which once in him abated, all the rest</div>
                              <div class="line">Turn'd on themselves, like dull and heavy lead:</div>
                              <div class="line">And as the thing that's heavy in itself,</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon enforcement flies with greatest speed,</div>
                              <div class="line">So did our men, heavy in Hotspur's loss,</div>
                              <div class="line">Lend to this weight such lightness with their fear</div>
                              <div class="line">That arrows fled not swifter toward their aim</div>
                              <div class="line">Than did our soldiers, aiming at their safety,</div>
                              <div class="line">Fly from the field. Then was the noble Worcester</div>
                              <div class="line">Too soon ta'en prisoner; and that furious Scot,</div>
                              <div class="line">The bloody Douglas, whose well-labouring sword</div>
                              <div class="line">Had three times slain the appearance of the king,</div>
                              <div class="line">'Gan vail his stomach and did grace the shame</div>
                              <div class="line">Of those that turn'd their backs, and in his flight,</div>
                              <div class="line">Stumbling in fear, was took. The sum of all</div>
                              <div class="line">Is that the king hath won, and hath sent out</div>
                              <div class="line">A speedy power to encounter you, my lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">Under the conduct of young Lancaster</div>
                              <div class="line">And Westmoreland. This is the news at full.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">For this I shall have time enough to mourn.</div>
                              <div class="line">In poison there is physic; and these news,</div>
                              <div class="line">Having been well, that would have made me sick,</div>
                              <div class="line">Being sick, have in some measure made me well:</div>
                              <div class="line">And as the wretch, whose fever-weaken'd joints,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like strengthless hinges, buckle under life,</div>
                              <div class="line">Impatient of his fit, breaks like a fire</div>
                              <div class="line">Out of his keeper's arms, even so my limbs,</div>
                              <div class="line">Weaken'd with grief, being now enraged with grief,</div>
                              <div class="line">Are thrice themselves. Hence, therefore, thou nice crutch!</div>
                              <div class="line">A scaly gauntlet now with joints of steel</div>
                              <div class="line">Must glove this hand: and hence, thou sickly quoif!</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou art a guard too wanton for the head</div>
                              <div class="line">Which princes, flesh'd with conquest, aim to hit.</div>
                              <div class="line">Now bind my brows with iron; and approach</div>
                              <div class="line">The ragged'st hour that time and spite dare bring</div>
                              <div class="line">To frown upon the enraged Northumberland!</div>
                              <div class="line">Let heaven kiss earth! now let not Nature's hand</div>
                              <div class="line">Keep the wild flood confined! let order die!</div>
                              <div class="line">And let this world no longer be a stage</div>
                              <div class="line">To feed contention in a lingering act;</div>
                              <div class="line">But let one spirit of the first-born Cain</div>
                              <div class="line">Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set</div>
                              <div class="line">On bloody courses, the rude scene may end,</div>
                              <div class="line">And darkness be the burier of the dead!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TRAVERS</div>
                              <div class="line">This strained passion doth you wrong, my lord.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from your honour.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                              <div class="line">The lives of all your loving complices</div>
                              <div class="line">Lean on your health; the which, if you give o'er</div>
                              <div class="line">To stormy passion, must perforce decay.</div>
                              <div class="line">You cast the event of war, my noble lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">And summ'd the account of chance, before you said</div>
                              <div class="line">'Let us make head.' It was your presurmise,</div>
                              <div class="line">That, in the dole of blows, your son might drop:</div>
                              <div class="line">You knew he walk'd o'er perils, on an edge,</div>
                              <div class="line">More likely to fall in than to get o'er;</div>
                              <div class="line">You were advised his flesh was capable</div>
                              <div class="line">Of wounds and scars and that his forward spirit</div>
                              <div class="line">Would lift him where most trade of danger ranged:</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet did you say 'Go forth;' and none of this,</div>
                              <div class="line">Though strongly apprehended, could restrain</div>
                              <div class="line">The stiff-borne action: what hath then befallen,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or what hath this bold enterprise brought forth,</div>
                              <div class="line">More than that being which was like to be?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">We all that are engaged to this loss</div>
                              <div class="line">Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas</div>
                              <div class="line">That if we wrought our life 'twas ten to one;</div>
                              <div class="line">And yet we ventured, for the gain proposed</div>
                              <div class="line">Choked the respect of likely peril fear'd;</div>
                              <div class="line">And since we are o'erset, venture again.</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, we will all put forth, body and goods.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MORTON</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis more than time: and, my most noble lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">I hear for certain, and do speak the truth,</div>
                              <div class="line">The gentle Archbishop of York is up</div>
                              <div class="line">With well-appointed powers: he is a man</div>
                              <div class="line">Who with a double surety binds his followers.</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord your son had only but the corpse,</div>
                              <div class="line">But shadows and the shows of men, to fight;</div>
                              <div class="line">For that same word, rebellion, did divide</div>
                              <div class="line">The action of their bodies from their souls;</div>
                              <div class="line">And they did fight with queasiness, constrain'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">As men drink potions, that their weapons only</div>
                              <div class="line">Seem'd on our side; but, for their spirits and souls,</div>
                              <div class="line">This word, rebellion, it had froze them up,</div>
                              <div class="line">As fish are in a pond. But now the bishop</div>
                              <div class="line">Turns insurrection to religion:</div>
                              <div class="line">Supposed sincere and holy in his thoughts,</div>
                              <div class="line">He's followed both with body and with mind;</div>
                              <div class="line">And doth enlarge his rising with the blood</div>
                              <div class="line">Of fair King Richard, scraped from Pomfret stones;</div>
                              <div class="line">Derives from heaven his quarrel and his cause;</div>
                              <div class="line">Tells them he doth bestride a bleeding land,</div>
                              <div class="line">Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke;</div>
                              <div class="line">And more and less do flock to follow him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">I knew of this before; but, to speak truth,</div>
                              <div class="line">This present grief had wiped it from my mind.</div>
                              <div class="line">Go in with me; and counsel every man</div>
                              <div class="line">The aptest way for safety and revenge:</div>
                              <div class="line">Get posts and letters, and make friends with speed:</div>
                              <div class="line">Never so few, and never yet more need.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  London. A street.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter FALSTAFF, with his Page bearing his sword
and buckler</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                              <div class="line">He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy</div>
                              <div class="line">water; but, for the party that owed it, he might</div>
                              <div class="line">have more diseases than he knew for.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me: the</div>
                              <div class="line">brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not</div>
                              <div class="line">able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more</div>
                              <div class="line">than I invent or is invented on me: I am not only</div>
                              <div class="line">witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other</div>
                              <div class="line">men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that</div>
                              <div class="line">hath overwhelmed all her litter but one. If the</div>
                              <div class="line">prince put thee into my service for any other reason</div>
                              <div class="line">than to set me off, why then I have no judgment.</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to be worn</div>
                              <div class="line">in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never</div>
                              <div class="line">manned with an agate till now: but I will inset you</div>
                              <div class="line">neither in gold nor silver, but in vile apparel, and</div>
                              <div class="line">send you back again to your master, for a jewel,--</div>
                              <div class="line">the juvenal, the prince your master, whose chin is</div>
                              <div class="line">not yet fledged. I will sooner have a beard grow in</div>
                              <div class="line">the palm of my hand than he shall get one on his</div>
                              <div class="line">cheek; and yet he will not stick to say his face is</div>
                              <div class="line">a face-royal: God may finish it when he will, 'tis</div>
                              <div class="line">not a hair amiss yet: he may keep it still at a</div>
                              <div class="line">face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence</div>
                              <div class="line">out of it; and yet he'll be crowing as if he had</div>
                              <div class="line">writ man ever since his father was a bachelor. He</div>
                              <div class="line">may keep his own grace, but he's almost out of mine,</div>
                              <div class="line">I can assure him. What said Master Dombledon about</div>
                              <div class="line">the satin for my short cloak and my slops?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                              <div class="line">He said, sir, you should procure him better</div>
                              <div class="line">assurance than Bardolph: he would not take his</div>
                              <div class="line">band and yours; he liked not the security.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Let him be damned, like the glutton! pray God his</div>
                              <div class="line">tongue be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel! a rascally</div>
                              <div class="line">yea-forsooth knave! to bear a gentleman in hand,</div>
                              <div class="line">and then stand upon security! The whoreson</div>
                              <div class="line">smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes, and</div>
                              <div class="line">bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a man is</div>
                              <div class="line">through with them in honest taking up, then they</div>
                              <div class="line">must stand upon security. I had as lief they would</div>
                              <div class="line">put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with</div>
                              <div class="line">security. I looked a' should have sent me two and</div>
                              <div class="line">twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he</div>
                              <div class="line">sends me security. Well, he may sleep in security;</div>
                              <div class="line">for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness</div>
                              <div class="line">of his wife shines through it: and yet cannot he</div>
                              <div class="line">see, though he have his own lanthorn to light him.</div>
                              <div class="line">Where's Bardolph?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                              <div class="line">He's gone into Smithfield to buy your worship a horse.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in</div>
                              <div class="line">Smithfield: an I could get me but a wife in the</div>
                              <div class="line">stews, I were manned, horsed, and wived.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter the Lord Chief-Justice and Servant</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed the</div>
                              <div class="line">Prince for striking him about Bardolph.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Wait, close; I will not see him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">What's he that goes there?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">Falstaff, an't please your lordship.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">He that was in question for the robbery?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">He, my lord: but he hath since done good service at</div>
                              <div class="line">Shrewsbury; and, as I hear, is now going with some</div>
                              <div class="line">charge to the Lord John of Lancaster.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">What, to York? Call him back again.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir John Falstaff!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Boy, tell him I am deaf.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                              <div class="line">You must speak louder; my master is deaf.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">I am sure he is, to the hearing of any thing good.</div>
                              <div class="line">Go, pluck him by the elbow; I must speak with him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir John!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not</div>
                              <div class="line">wars? is there not employment? doth not the king</div>
                              <div class="line">lack subjects? do not the rebels need soldiers?</div>
                              <div class="line">Though it be a shame to be on any side but one, it</div>
                              <div class="line">is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side,</div>
                              <div class="line">were it worse than the name of rebellion can tell</div>
                              <div class="line">how to make it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">You mistake me, sir.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? setting</div>
                              <div class="line">my knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had lied</div>
                              <div class="line">in my throat, if I had said so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood and our</div>
                              <div class="line">soldiership aside; and give me leave to tell you,</div>
                              <div class="line">you lie in your throat, if you say I am any other</div>
                              <div class="line">than an honest man.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that</div>
                              <div class="line">which grows to me! if thou gettest any leave of me,</div>
                              <div class="line">hang me; if thou takest leave, thou wert better be</div>
                              <div class="line">hanged. You hunt counter: hence! avaunt!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir, my lord would speak with you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir John Falstaff, a word with you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">My good lord! God give your lordship good time of</div>
                              <div class="line">day. I am glad to see your lordship abroad: I heard</div>
                              <div class="line">say your lordship was sick: I hope your lordship</div>
                              <div class="line">goes abroad by advice. Your lordship, though not</div>
                              <div class="line">clean past your youth, hath yet some smack of age in</div>
                              <div class="line">you, some relish of the saltness of time; and I must</div>
                              <div class="line">humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverent care</div>
                              <div class="line">of your health.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir John, I sent for you before your expedition to</div>
                              <div class="line">Shrewsbury.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">An't please your lordship, I hear his majesty is</div>
                              <div class="line">returned with some discomfort from Wales.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">I talk not of his majesty: you would not come when</div>
                              <div class="line">I sent for you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">And I hear, moreover, his highness is fallen into</div>
                              <div class="line">this same whoreson apoplexy.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, God mend him! I pray you, let me speak with</div>
                              <div class="line">you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of lethargy,</div>
                              <div class="line">an't please your lordship; a kind of sleeping in the</div>
                              <div class="line">blood, a whoreson tingling.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">What tell you me of it? be it as it is.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">It hath its original from much grief, from study and</div>
                              <div class="line">perturbation of the brain: I have read the cause of</div>
                              <div class="line">his effects in Galen: it is a kind of deafness.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">I think you are fallen into the disease; for you</div>
                              <div class="line">hear not what I say to you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Very well, my lord, very well: rather, an't please</div>
                              <div class="line">you, it is the disease of not listening, the malady</div>
                              <div class="line">of not marking, that I am troubled withal.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">To punish you by the heels would amend the</div>
                              <div class="line">attention of your ears; and I care not if I do</div>
                              <div class="line">become your physician.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient:</div>
                              <div class="line">your lordship may minister the potion of</div>
                              <div class="line">imprisonment to me in respect of poverty; but how</div>
                              <div class="line">should I be your patient to follow your</div>
                              <div class="line">prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of a</div>
                              <div class="line">scruple, or indeed a scruple itself.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">I sent for you, when there were matters against you</div>
                              <div class="line">for your life, to come speak with me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">As I was then advised by my learned counsel in the</div>
                              <div class="line">laws of this land-service, I did not come.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live in great infamy.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">He that buckles him in my belt cannot live in less.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Your means are very slender, and your waste is great.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I would it were otherwise; I would my means were</div>
                              <div class="line">greater, and my waist slenderer.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">You have misled the youthful prince.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">The young prince hath misled me: I am the fellow</div>
                              <div class="line">with the great belly, and he my dog.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, I am loath to gall a new-healed wound: your</div>
                              <div class="line">day's service at Shrewsbury hath a little gilded</div>
                              <div class="line">over your night's exploit on Gad's-hill: you may</div>
                              <div class="line">thank the unquiet time for your quiet o'er-posting</div>
                              <div class="line">that action.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">But since all is well, keep it so: wake not a</div>
                              <div class="line">sleeping wolf.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">To wake a wolf is as bad as to smell a fox.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">What! you are as a candle, the better part burnt</div>
                              <div class="line">out.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">A wassail candle, my lord, all tallow: if I did say</div>
                              <div class="line">of wax, my growth would approve the truth.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">There is not a white hair on your face but should</div>
                              <div class="line">have his effect of gravity.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">You follow the young prince up and down, like his</div>
                              <div class="line">ill angel.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Not so, my lord; your ill angel is light; but I hope</div>
                              <div class="line">he that looks upon me will take me without weighing:</div>
                              <div class="line">and yet, in some respects, I grant, I cannot go: I</div>
                              <div class="line">cannot tell. Virtue is of so little regard in these</div>
                              <div class="line">costermonger times that true valour is turned</div>
                              <div class="line">bear-herd: pregnancy is made a tapster, and hath</div>
                              <div class="line">his quick wit wasted in giving reckonings: all the</div>
                              <div class="line">other gifts appertinent to man, as the malice of</div>
                              <div class="line">this age shapes them, are not worth a gooseberry.</div>
                              <div class="line">You that are old consider not the capacities of us</div>
                              <div class="line">that are young; you do measure the heat of our</div>
                              <div class="line">livers with the bitterness of your galls: and we</div>
                              <div class="line">that are in the vaward of our youth, I must confess,</div>
                              <div class="line">are wags too.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth,</div>
                              <div class="line">that are written down old with all the characters of</div>
                              <div class="line">age? Have you not a moist eye? a dry hand? a</div>
                              <div class="line">yellow cheek? a white beard? a decreasing leg? an</div>
                              <div class="line">increasing belly? is not your voice broken? your</div>
                              <div class="line">wind short? your chin double? your wit single? and</div>
                              <div class="line">every part about you blasted with antiquity? and</div>
                              <div class="line">will you yet call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir John!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the</div>
                              <div class="line">afternoon, with a white head and something a round</div>
                              <div class="line">belly. For my voice, I have lost it with halloing</div>
                              <div class="line">and singing of anthems. To approve my youth</div>
                              <div class="line">further, I will not: the truth is, I am only old in</div>
                              <div class="line">judgment and understanding; and he that will caper</div>
                              <div class="line">with me for a thousand marks, let him lend me the</div>
                              <div class="line">money, and have at him! For the box of the ear that</div>
                              <div class="line">the prince gave you, he gave it like a rude prince,</div>
                              <div class="line">and you took it like a sensible lord. I have</div>
                              <div class="line">chequed him for it, and the young lion repents;</div>
                              <div class="line">marry, not in ashes and sackcloth, but in new silk</div>
                              <div class="line">and old sack.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, God send the prince a better companion!</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">God send the companion a better prince! I cannot</div>
                              <div class="line">rid my hands of him.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, the king hath severed you and Prince Harry: I</div>
                              <div class="line">hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster</div>
                              <div class="line">against the Archbishop and the Earl of</div>
                              <div class="line">Northumberland.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look</div>
                              <div class="line">you pray, all you that kiss my lady Peace at home,</div>
                              <div class="line">that our armies join not in a hot day; for, by the</div>
                              <div class="line">Lord, I take but two shirts out with me, and I mean</div>
                              <div class="line">not to sweat extraordinarily: if it be a hot day,</div>
                              <div class="line">and I brandish any thing but a bottle, I would I</div>
                              <div class="line">might never spit white again. There is not a</div>
                              <div class="line">dangerous action can peep out his head but I am</div>
                              <div class="line">thrust upon it: well, I cannot last ever: but it</div>
                              <div class="line">was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if</div>
                              <div class="line">they have a good thing, to make it too common. If</div>
                              <div class="line">ye will needs say I am an old man, you should give</div>
                              <div class="line">me rest. I would to God my name were not so</div>
                              <div class="line">terrible to the enemy as it is: I were better to be</div>
                              <div class="line">eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to</div>
                              <div class="line">nothing with perpetual motion.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, be honest, be honest; and God bless your</div>
                              <div class="line">expedition!</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to</div>
                              <div class="line">furnish me forth?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Lord Chief-Justice</div>
                              <div class="line">Not a penny, not a penny; you are too impatient to</div>
                              <div class="line">bear crosses. Fare you well: commend me to my</div>
                              <div class="line">cousin Westmoreland.</div>
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                        <p>Exeunt Chief-Justice and Servant</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man</div>
                              <div class="line">can no more separate age and covetousness than a'</div>
                              <div class="line">can part young limbs and lechery: but the gout</div>
                              <div class="line">galls the one, and the pox pinches the other; and</div>
                              <div class="line">so both the degrees prevent my curses. Boy!</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">What money is in my purse?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                              <div class="line">Seven groats and two pence.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I can get no remedy against this consumption of the</div>
                              <div class="line">purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out,</div>
                              <div class="line">but the disease is incurable. Go bear this letter</div>
                              <div class="line">to my Lord of Lancaster; this to the prince; this</div>
                              <div class="line">to the Earl of Westmoreland; and this to old</div>
                              <div class="line">Mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry</div>
                              <div class="line">since I perceived the first white hair on my chin.</div>
                              <div class="line">About it: you know where to find me.</div>
                              <p>Exit Page</p>
                              <div class="line">A pox of this gout! or, a gout of this pox! for</div>
                              <div class="line">the one or the other plays the rogue with my great</div>
                              <div class="line">toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I have the wars</div>
                              <div class="line">for my colour, and my pension shall seem the more</div>
                              <div class="line">reasonable. A good wit will make use of any thing:</div>
                              <div class="line">I will turn diseases to commodity.</div>
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                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
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                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
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                        <h2>3. SCENE III.  York. The Archbishop's palace.</h2>
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                        <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, the Lords HASTINGS,
MOWBRAY, and BARDOLPH</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                              <div class="line">Thus have you heard our cause and known our means;</div>
                              <div class="line">And, my most noble friends, I pray you all,</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes:</div>
                              <div class="line">And first, lord marshal, what say you to it?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">MOWBRAY</div>
                              <div class="line">I well allow the occasion of our arms;</div>
                              <div class="line">But gladly would be better satisfied</div>
                              <div class="line">How in our means we should advance ourselves</div>
                              <div class="line">To look with forehead bold and big enough</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon the power and puissance of the king.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                              <div class="line">Our present musters grow upon the file</div>
                              <div class="line">To five and twenty thousand men of choice;</div>
                              <div class="line">And our supplies live largely in the hope</div>
                              <div class="line">Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns</div>
                              <div class="line">With an incensed fire of injuries.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">The question then, Lord Hastings, standeth thus;</div>
                              <div class="line">Whether our present five and twenty thousand</div>
                              <div class="line">May hold up head without Northumberland?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                              <div class="line">With him, we may.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, marry, there's the point:</div>
                              <div class="line">But if without him we be thought too feeble,</div>
                              <div class="line">My judgment is, we should not step too far</div>
                              <div class="line">Till we had his assistance by the hand;</div>
                              <div class="line">For in a theme so bloody-faced as this</div>
                              <div class="line">Conjecture, expectation, and surmise</div>
                              <div class="line">Of aids incertain should not be admitted.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis very true, Lord Bardolph; for indeed</div>
                              <div class="line">It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">It was, my lord; who lined himself with hope,</div>
                              <div class="line">Eating the air on promise of supply,</div>
                              <div class="line">Flattering himself in project of a power</div>
                              <div class="line">Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts:</div>
                              <div class="line">And so, with great imagination</div>
                              <div class="line">Proper to madmen, led his powers to death</div>
                              <div class="line">And winking leap'd into destruction.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                              <div class="line">But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt</div>
                              <div class="line">To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LORD BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Yes, if this present quality of war,</div>
                              <div class="line">Indeed the instant action: a cause on foot</div>
                              <div class="line">Lives so in hope as in an early spring</div>
                              <div class="line">We see the appearing buds; which to prove fruit,</div>
                              <div class="line">Hope gives not so much warrant as despair</div>
                              <div class="line">That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build,</div>
                              <div class="line">We first survey the plot, then draw the model;</div>
                              <div class="line">And when we see the figure of the house,</div>
                              <div class="line">Then must we rate the cost of the erection;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which if we find outweighs ability,</div>
                              <div class="line">What do we then but draw anew the model</div>
                              <div class="line">In fewer offices, or at last desist</div>
                              <div class="line">To build at all? Much more, in this great work,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down</div>
                              <div class="line">And set another up, should we survey</div>
                              <div class="line">The plot of situation and the model,</div>
                              <div class="line">Consent upon a sure foundation,</div>
                              <div class="line">Question surveyors, know our own estate,</div>
                              <div class="line">How able such a work to undergo,</div>
                              <div class="line">To weigh against his opposite; or else</div>
                              <div class="line">We fortify in paper and in figures,</div>
                              <div class="line">Using the names of men instead of men:</div>
                              <div class="line">Like one that draws the model of a house</div>
                              <div class="line">Beyond his power to build it; who, half through,</div>
                              <div class="line">Gives o'er and leaves his part-created cost</div>
                              <div class="line">A naked subject to the weeping clouds</div>
                              <div class="line">And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.</div>
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