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P. Hen. Thou didst well; for wisdom cries out| Fal. Well, may'st thou have the spirit of perin the streets, and no man regards it.
suasion, and he the ears of profiting, that what Fal. O thou hast damnable iteration :' and art, thou speakest may move, and what he hears may indeed, able to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done be believed, that the true prince may (for recreamuch harın upon me, Hal,-God forgive thee fortion sake) prove a false thief'; for the poor abuses it! Before I knew thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and of the time want countenance. Farewell: You now am I, if a man should speak truly, little better shall find me in Eastcheap. than one of the wicked. I must give over this life, P. Hen. Farewell, thou latter spring ! Farewell, and I will give it over ; by the Lord, an I do not, All-hallown summer!
[Exit Falstaf I am a villain ; I'll be damned for never a king's Poins. Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride son in Christendom.
with us to-morrow; I have a jest to execute, that I P. Hen. Where shall we take a purse to-mor- cannot manage alone. Falstaff, Bardolph, Peto, row, Jack?
and Gadshill, shall rob those men that we have al. Fal. Where thou wilt, lad, I'll make one; an I ready way-laid; yourself, and I, will not be there: do not, call me villain, and baffle me.
and when they have the booty, if you and I do not P. Hen. I see a good amendment of life in thee; rob them, cut this head from my shoulders. from praying, to purse-taking.
P. Hen. But how shall we part with them in Enter Poins, at a distance.
Poins. Why, we will set forth before or after Fal. Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no them, and appoint them a place of meeting, wheresin for a man to labour in his vocation. Poins !- in it is at our pleasure to fail; and then will they Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a match. adventure upon the exploit themselves: which o, if men were to be saved by merit, what hole in they shall have no sooner achieved, but we'll set hell were hot enough for his? This is the most upon them. omnipotent villain, that ever cried, Stand, to a P. Hen. Ay, but, 'tis like, that they will krov true* man.
us, by our horses, by our habits, and by every other P. Hen. Good morrow, Ned.
appointment, to be ourselves. Poins. Good morrow, sweet Hal.-What says Poins. Tut! our horses they shall not see, I'll monsieur Remorse? What says sir John Sack- tie them in the wood; our visors we will change, and-Sugar ? Jack, how agrees the devil and thee after we leave them; and, sirrah, I have cases of about thy soul, that thou soldest him on Good-friday buckram for the nonce, to immask our noted oullast, for a cup of Madeira, and a cold capon's leg? ward garments.
P. Hen. Sir John stands to his word, the devil P. Hen. But, I doubt, they will be too hard for us. shall have his bargain; for he was never yet a Poins. Well, for two of them, I know them to be breaker of proverbs, he will give the devil his due. as true-bred cowards as ever turned back; and
Poins. Then art thou damn'd for keeping thy for the third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, word with the devil.
I'll forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be, P. Hen. Else he had been damned for cozening the incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue the devil.
will tell us, when we meet at supper: how thirty, Poins. But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morn- at least, he fought with; what wards, what blows, ing, by four o'clock, early at Gadshill : There are what extremities he endured; and, in the reproors pilgrims going to Canterbury with rich offerings, of this, lies the jest. and traders riding to London with fat purses : P. Hen. Well, I'll go with thee: provide us all have visors for you all, you have horses for your things necessary, and meet me to-morrow night in selves ; Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester; I have Eastcheap, there I'll sup. Farewell. bespoke supper to-morrow night in Eastcheap; Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Erit Poins. we may do it as secure as sleep: If you will go, P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold will stuff your purses full of crowns; if you will The unyok'd humour of your idleness : 4ot, tarry at home, and be hanged.
Yet herein will I imitate the sun ;. Fal. Hear me, Yedward ; if I tarry at home, and Who doth permit the base contagious clouds go not, I'll hang you for going.
To smother up his beauty from the world, Poins. You will, chops ?
That, when he please again to be himself, Fal. Hal, wilt thou make one ?
Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, P. Hen. Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my By breaking through the foul and ugly mists faith.
Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him. Fal. There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good Ir all the year were playing holidays, fellowship in thee, nor thou camest not of the blood To sport would be as tedious as to work; royal, if ihou darest not stand for ten shillings. But, when they seldom come, they wish’d-for eome,
P. 'Hen. Well, then, once in my days I'll be a And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. mad-cap:
So, when this loose behaviour I throw off,
And pay the debt I never promised,
Fal. By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, when By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ; 10 thou art king.
And, like bright metal on a sullen'i ground, P. Hen. I care not.
My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Poins. Sir John, I prłythee, leave the prince and Shall show more goodly, and attract
more eyes, me alone; I will lay him down such reasons for Than that which hath no foil to set it off. this adventure, that he shall go.
I'll so offend, to make offence a skill:
Redeeming time, when men think least I will. (Ex. (1) Citation of holy texts. (2) Treat me with ignominy.
(7) Fine weather at All-hallown-tide (i. e. Ai 3) Made an appointment. (4) Honest. Saints, Nov. 1st) is called an All-hallown summer. (5) Masks.
(8) Occasion. (6) The value of a coin called real or royal. 19) Confutation. (10) Expectations. (11) Dull
SCENE 111.--The same. Another room in the Out of the bowels of the harmless earth,
palace. Enter King Henry, Northumberland, Which many a good tall" fellow had destroy'd Worcester, Hotspur, Sir Walter Blunt, and so cowardly; and, but for these vile guns, others.
He would himself have been a soldier. K. Men. My blood hath been too cold and tem- This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord.
I answer'd indirectly, as I said; perate, Unapt to stir at these indignities,
And, I beseech you, let not his report And you have found me; for, accordingly,
Come current for an accusation, You tread upon my patience: but, be sure,
Betwixt my love and your high majesty. I will from henceforth rather be myself,
Blunt. The circumstance consider d, good my Mighty, and to be fear'd, than my condition ;'
lord, Which hath been smooth as oil
, soft as young down, To such a person and in such a place
Whatever Harry Percy then had said,
To do him wrong, or any way impeach
What then he said, so he unsay it now. And that same greatness too which our own hands
K. Hen. Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners; Have holp to make so portly.
But with proviso, and exception, North. My lord,
That we, at our own charge, shall ransom straigh K. Hen. Worcester, get thee gone, for I see
His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer; danger
Who, on my soul, hath willully betray'd And disobedience in thine eye: 0, sir,
The lives of those that he did lead to light Your presence is too bold and peremptory,
Against the great magician, damn'd Glendower: And majesty might never yet endure
Whose daughter, as we hear, the earl of March The moody frontier of a servant brow.
Hath lately married. Shall our coffers theu You have good leave to leave us; when we need Be emplied, to redeem a traitor home? Your use and counsel, we shall send for you.
Shall we buy treason? and indents with fears,
[E.zıl Worcester. When they have lost and forfeited themselves? You were about to speak.
(To North. No, on the barren mountains let him starve; North.
Yea, my good lord.
For I shall never hold that man my friend, Those prisoners in your highness' name demanded, Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost 'Vhich Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,
To ransom home revolted Mortimer. Were, as he says, not with such strength denied
Hot, Revolted Mortimer! As is deliver'd to your majesty:
He never did fall off, my sovereign liege, Cither envy, therefore, or misprision
But by the chance of war ;-To prove that true, is guilty of this fault, and not my son.
Necds no more but one tongue for all those wounds, Hot. My licge, I did deny no prisoners.
Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took, 11, I remember, when the fight was done,
When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank, "l'hen I was dry with rage, and extreme toil,
In single opposition, hand to hand, Breathless and Taint, leaning upon my sword,
He did confound the best part of an hour Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd,
In changing hardimento with great Glendower: Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reapa, Three times they breath’d, and three times did they Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home;
drink, He was perfumed like a milliner ;
Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held
Who then affrighted with their bloody looks, A pouncet-box, which ever and anon
Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds, He gave his nose, and took't away again ;
And hid his crisp" head in the hollow bank Who, therewith angry, when it next came there,
Blood-stained with these valiant combatants. Took it in snuff:--and still he smil?d, and talk'd; Colour her working with such deadly wounds ;
Never did bare and rotten policy
Nor never could the noble Mortimer
Receive so many, and all willingly: Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
Then let him not be slander'd with revolt. With many holiday and lady terms
K. Hen. Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou dost He question'd me; among the rest demanded
belie him, My prisoners, in your majesty's behalf.
He never did encounter with Glendower;
!I tell thee,
As Owen Glendower for an enemy. Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what ;
Art not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth He should, or he should not ;=for he made me mad, Send me your prisoners with the speediest means
me not hear you speak of Mortimer : To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman,
Or you shall hear in such a kind from me of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the As will displease you.-My lord Northumberland, 'mark!)
We license your departure with your son: And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth
Send us yo'ir prisoners, or you'll hear of it. Was parmaceti, for an inward bruise ;
Exeunt King Henry, Blunt, and Irain And that it was great pity, so it was,
Hot. And if the devil come and roar for them. That villanous salt-petre should be digg'd
I will not send them :- I will after straight, (1) Disposition. (2) Forehead.
(5) Parrot. (6) Pain. (7) Brave. (3) Ready assent.
(8) Sign an indenture. (9) Expend. 14) A small box for musk or other perfumes.
1 (10) Hardiness.
And tell him so; for I will case my heart, And now I will unclasp a secret book,
As full of peril, and advent'rous spirit,
As to o'er-walk a current, roaring loud,
On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.
Hot. If he fall in, good night :-or sink or swim Hot.
Speak of Mortimer? Send danger from the east unto the west, Zounds, I will speak of him; and let my soul So honour cross it from the north to south, Want mercy, if I do not join with him : And let them grapple ;-0! the blood more stirs, Yea, on his part, I'll empty all these veins, To rouse a lion, than to start a hare. And shed my dear blood drop by drop i'the dust, North. Imagination of some great exploit But I will lif the down-trod Mortimer
Drives him beyond the bounds of patience. As high i'the air as this unthankful king,
Hot. By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke. To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon: North. Brother, the king hath made your nephew Or dive into the bottom of the deep, mad.
[T6 Worcester. Where fathom-line could never touch the g.ound, Wor. Who struck this heat up, after I was gone? And pluck up drowned honour by the locks; Hot. He will, sorsooth, have all my prisoners;
So he, that doth redeem her thence, miglt wear, And when I urg'd the ransom once again Without corrival,4 all her dignities : of my wife's brother, then his cheek look'd pale; But out upon this half-fac'd fellowship !! And on my face he turn'd an eye of death,
Wor. He apprehends a world of figures here. Trembling even at the name of Mortimer. But not the form of what he should attend.
Wor. I cannot blame him: was he not proclaim'd, Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
Those same noble Scols, And then it was, when the unhappy king
That are your prisoners, (Whose wrongs in us God pardon !) did set forth Hot.
I'll keep them all; Upon his Irish expedition ;
By heaven, he shall not have a Scot of ihem : From whence ne, intercepted, did return
No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not: To be depusd, and shortly, murdered.
I'll keep them, by this hand. Wor. And for whose death, we in the world's
You start away, wide mouth
And lend no ear unto my purposes.--Live scandaliz'd, and foully spoken of.
Those prisoners you shall keep. Hot. But, soft, I pray you: Did king Richard Hot.
Nay, I will; that's fat:then
He said, he would not ransom Mortimer; Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer; Heir to the crown?
But I will find him when he lies asleep,
He did: myself did hear it. And in his ear, I'll holla—Mortimer !
Nothing but Mortimer, and give it him,
To keep his anger still in motion. And, for his sake, wear the detested blot
Wor Of murd'rous subornation,-shall it be,
Cousin, a word. That you a world of curses undergo;
Hol. All studies here I solemnly defy,' Being the agents, or base second means,
Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke: The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather ?— And that same sword-and-buckler prince of 0, pardon me, that I descend so low,
Wales,To show the line, and the predicament,
But that I think his father loves him not, Wherein you range under this subtle king.–
And would be glad he met with some mischance, Shall it, sor shame, be spoken in these days,
I'd have him poison'd with a pot of ale. Or fill up chronicles in time to come,
Wor. Farewell, kinsman! I will talk to you, That men of your nobility and power
When you are better temper'd to attend. Did gnge them both in an unjust behalf,
Norih. Why, what a wasp-stung and impatieni As both of you, God pardon it! have done,
fool To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
Art thou, to break into this woman's mood;' And plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke? Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own? And shall it, in more shame, be farther spoken,
Hol. Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourg'c That you are fool'd, discarded, and shook off
with rods. By him, for whom these shames ye underwent ?
Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear No; yet time serves, wherein you may redeem
Or this vile politician, Bolingbroke. Your banish'd honours, and restore yourselves
In Richard's time,-What do you call the place ?... Into the good thoughts of the world again : A plague upon't !-it is in Gloucestershire;Revenge the jeering, and disdain'd contempt,,
'Twas where the mad-cap duke his uncle kept; or this proud king; who studies, day and night, His uncle York ;-where I first bowed my knce To answer all the debt he owes to you,
Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,
North. At Berkley castle.
Hot. You say true :(1) Ungrateful.
(2) The dog-rose. (7) Refuse. (3) Disdainful. (4) A rival. (5) Friendship.
(8) The term for a blustering quarrelsome fellow (6) Shapes created by his imagination.
(9) Mind, humour.
Why, what a candy' deal of courtesy
I'll be hanged : Charles' waine is over the new This lawning greyhound then did proffer me! chimney, and yet our horse not packed. What. Loc',—when his infant fortune came to age, ostler! And,- gentle Harry Percy,-and, kind cousin,- Ost. Within.) Anon, anon. 0, the devil take such cozeners !--God forgive 1 Car. I prythee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle, put me!-
a few flocks in the point; the poor jade is wrung Good uncle, tell your tale, for I have done. in the withers out of all cess.
Wor. Nay, if you have not, to't again; We'll stay your leisure.
Enter another Carrier. Hot.
I have done, i'faith. 2 Car. Pease and beans are as dank' here as a Wor. Then once more to your Scottish prisoners. dog, and that is the next way lu give poor jades Deliver them up without their ransom straight, the bots :* this house is turned upside down, since And make the Douglas' son your only mean Robin ostler died. For powers in Scotland; which, -for divers reasons, 1 Car. Poor fellow! never joyed since the price Which I shall send you written,-be assur’d, of oats rose; it was the death of im. Will easily be granted.-You, my lord,
2 Car. I think, this be the most vlancus house
[To Northumberland. in all London road for fleas: I am: sieng like a Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd, - tench.' Shall secretly into the bosom creep
i Car. Like a tench? by the mass, there is ne'er or that same noble prelate, well below'd, a king in Christendom could be better bit than I The archbishop
have been since the first cock. Hot. Of York, is't not?
2 Car. Why, they will allow us ne'er a jorden, Wor. True; who bears hard
and then we leak in your chimney; and your chamHis brother's death at Bristol, the lord Scroop. ber-lie breeds fleas like a loach.io I speak not this in estimation,
1 Car. What, ostler! come away and be har.ged, As what I think might be, but what I know Is ruminated, plotted, and set down;
2 Car. I have a gammon of bacon, and two razor And only stays but tó behold the face
of ginger, to be delivered as far as Charing-cross. Of that occasion that shall bring it on.
i Car.' 'Odsbody! the turkeys in my panná Hot. I smell it; upon my life, it will do well. are quite starved. --What, ostler!-A plague ? North. Before the game's a-foot, thou still let'st thee! hast thou never an eye in thy head ? can.
slip. Hot. Why, it cannot choose but be a noble to break the pate of thee, I am a very villain...
not hear ? An 'twere not as good a deed as drink plot :
Come, and be kanged :-Hast nu faith in thee? And then the power of Scotland, and of York,To join with Mortimer, ha ?
Enter Gadshill. Wor.
And so they shall. Gads. Goow morrury, carriers. What's o'clock Hot. In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd. 1 Car, think abeth o'clock.
Wor. And 'tis no little reason bids us speed, Gads. I prvihee, lind me thy lantern, !0 '* To save our heads by raising of a head :3
my gelding in the stable. For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
í Car. Nay, soft, I fray ye ; ; kno. a ric The king will always think him in our debt; worth two of that, i'faith. And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,
Gads. I prythee, lend me thine. Till he hath found a time to pay us home.
2 Car. Ay, when ? canst tell ?--Len' mith And see already, how he doth begin
lautern, quoth-a ?-marry, I'll see thee fango To make us strangers to his looks of love,
first. Hot. He does, he does ; we'll be reveng'd on Gads. Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean t. him.
come to London ? Wor. Cousin, farewell :-No further go in this, 2 Car. Time enough to go to bed with a candle Than I by letters shall direct your course. | warrant thee.-Come, neighbour Mugs, we'i When time is ripe (which will be suddenly,) call up the gentlemen; they will along with com I'll steal to Glendower, and lord Mortimer; Where you and Douglas, and our powers at once
pany, for they have great charge. (Exe. Carriers
Gads. What, ho! chamberlain! (As I will fashion it,) shall happily meet, To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,
Cham. (Within.] At hand, quoth pick-purse."
Gads. That's even as fair as--at hand, quoth the Which now we hold at much uncertainty. chamberlain : for thou variest no more from picking North. Farewell, good brother: we shall thrive, of purses, than giving direction doth from labour I trust.
ing; thou lay'st the plot how. Hot. Uncle, adieu :-0, let the hours be short, Till fields, and blows, and groans, applaud our
Enter Chamberlain. sport!
(Exeunt. Cham. Good morrow, master Gadshill. It holds
current, that I told you yesternight : There's a ACT II.
franklin' in the wild of Kent, hath brought three
hundred marks with him in gold: I heard him tell SCENE I.-Rochester. An inn-yard. Enter it to one of his company, last night at supper ; a a Carrier, with a lærtern in his hand.
kind of auditor; one that hath abundance of charge
too, God knows what. They are up already, and 1 Car. Heigh ho! An't be not four by the day, call for eggs and butter: They will away presently. (1) Sugared. (2) Conjecture.
(9) Spotted like a tench. (3) A body of forces.
(10) A small fish supposed to breed feas. 14) The constellation ursa major.
(11) A proverb, from the pick-purse being always (5) Name of his horse. (6) Measure. ready. Wet. (8) Worms.
Gads. Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicho- miles afoot with me; and the stony-hearted villains las' clerks,' I'll give thee this neck.
know it well enough: A plague upon't, when Cham. No, I'll none of it: I pr’ythee keep that thieves cannot be true to one another! (They whis. for the hangman; for, I know, thou worship’st tle.) Whew!-A plague upon you all! Give me Saint Nicholas as truly as a man of falsehood may. my horse, you rogues ; give me my horse, and be
Gads. What talkest thou to me of the hangman? hanged. if I hang, I'll make a fat pair of gallows: for, if I P. Hen. Peace, ye fat-guts! lie down; lay thine hang, old sir John hangs with me; and, thou ear close to the ground, and list is thou canst near knowest, he's no starveling. Tut! there are other the tread of travellers. Trojans that thou dreamest not of, the which, for Fal. Have you any levers to lift me up again, sport sake, are content to do the profession some being down ? 'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own flesh grace; that would, if matters should be looked so far afoot again, for all the coin in thy father's inio, for their own credit sake, make all whole. 1 exchequer. What a plague mean ye to colt'i me am joined with no foot land-rakers, no long-staff, thus ? six-penny strikers; none of these mad, mustachio, P. Hen. Thou liest, thou art not colted, thou art purple-hued malt-worms: but with nobility, and uncolted. tranquility; burgomasters, and great oneyers ;) Fal. I pr’ythee, good prince Hal, help me to my such as can hold in : such as will strike sooner than horse; good king's son. speak, and speak sooner than drink, and drink sooner P. Hen. Out, you rogue ! shall I be your ostler ? than pray: And yet I lie ; for they pray continually Fal. Go, hang thyself in thy own heir-apparent to their saint, the commonwealth; or, rather, not garters! I be ta’en, I'll peach for this. An ! pray to her, but prey on her; for they ride up and have not ballaus made on you all, and sung to filthy down on her, and make her their boots. 4 tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison : When a jest
Cham. What, the commonwealth their boots ? is so forward, and afoot too, I hate it. will she hold out water in foul way?
Enter Gadshill. Gads. She will, she will; justice hath liquored her. We steal as in a castle, cock-sure; we have
Gads. Stand. the receipt of fern-seed, we walk invisible.
Fal. So I do, against my will. Cham. Nay, by my faith; I think you are more
Poins. 0, 'lis our setter: I know his voice. beholden to the night, than to fern-seed, for your
Enter Bardolph. walking invisible.
Bard. What news ? Gads. Give me thy hand: thou shalt have a share Gads. Case ye, case ye; on with your visors; in our purchase, as I am a true' man.
there's money of the king's coming down the hill; Cham. Nay, rather let me have it, as you are al'tis going to the king's exchequer. false thief. Gads. Go to; Homo is a common name to all tavern.
Fal. You lie, you rogue; 'tis going to the king's men. Bid the ostler bring my gelding out of the Gads. There's enough to make us all. stable. Farewell, you muddy knave. [Exeunt. Fal. To be hanged. SCENE II. –The road by Gadshill. Enter Prince
P. Hen. Sirs, you four shall front them in the Henry and Poins; Bardolph and Peto at some narrow lane ; Ned Poins, and I, will walk lower : distance.
if they 'scape from your encounter, then they light
Fal. Zounds! will they not rob us?
P. Ilen. What, a coward, sir John Paunch?
Fal. Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your grandFal. Poins ! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!
father; but yet no coward, Hal. P. Hen. Peace, ye fat-kidneyed rascal; What a P. Hen. Well, we leave that to the proof. brawling dost thou keep!
Poins. Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the Fal. Where's Poins, Hal?
hedge; when thou needest him, there thou shalt P. Hen. He is walked up to the top of the hill; find him. Farewell, and stand fast. l'll go seek him.
Pretends to seek Poins." Fal. Now cannot' I strike him, if I should be Fal. I am accursed to rob in that thief's com- hanged. pany: the rascal hath removed my horse, and tied P. Ilen. Ned, where are our disguises ? him I know not where. If I travel but four fool Poins. Here, hard by; stand close. by the squire® further afoot, I shall break my wind.
(Exeunt P. Henry and Poins, Well, I doubt not but to die a fair death for all
Fal. Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, this, if I 'scape hanging for killing that rogue...I have forsworn his company hourly any time this say I; every man to his business. two and twenty years, and yet I'am bewitched
Enter Travellers. with the rogue's company. Ir the rascal have not i Trav. Come, neighbour; the boy shall lead our given me mediciness to make me love him, I'll be horses down the hill: we'll walk afoot awhile, and hanged; it could not be else; I have drunk medi-easc our legs. cines.-Poins !-Hal!-a plague upon you both!- Thieves. Stand. Bardolph!--Peto!—I'll starve, ere I'll rob a foot Trav. Jesu bless us! further. An 'twere not as good a deed as drink to Fal. Strike, down with them ; cut the villains' turn truel man, and leave these rogues, I am the throats: Ah! whoreson caterpillars ! bacon-fed seriest varlet that ever chewed with a tooth. Eight knaves! they hate us youth: down with them; fards of uneven ground, is threescore and ten fleece them. (1) Cant term for highwaymen.
(6) In what we acquire. (7) Honest. (2) Footpads. (3) Public accountants.
(8) Square. (9) Love-powder. '(10) Honest. 14) Booty. (5) Oiled, smoothed her over. (11) Make a voungster of me. (12) Portion