Henry IV, Pt. 1
Act I, Scene 2
London . An apartment of the Prince’s .
- Enter Prince of Wales and Sir John Falstaff .
- Now , Hal , what time of day is it , lad ?
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- Thou art so fat - witted with drinking of old sack , and
- unbuttoning thee after supper , and sleeping upon benches
- after noon , that thou hast forgotten to demand that truly
- which thou wouldest truly know . What a devil hast thou to do
- with the time of the day ? Unless hours were cups of sack ,
- and minutes capons , and clocks the tongues of bawds , and
- dials the signs of leaping - houses , and the blessed sun
- himself a fair hot wench in flame - color’d taffeta ; I see no
- reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand the
- time of the day .
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- Indeed you come near me now , Hal , for we that take purses go
- by the moon and the seven stars , and not by Phoebus , he ,
- “ that wand’ring knight so fair .” And I prithee , sweet wag ,
- when thou art a king , as , God save thy Grace — Majesty I
- should say , for grace thou wilt have none —
- What , none ?
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- No , by my troth , not so much as will serve to be prologue to
- an egg and butter .
- Well , how then ? Come , roundly , roundly .
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- Marry , then , sweet wag , when thou art king , let not us that
- are squires of the night’s body be call’d thieves of the
- day’s beauty . Let us be Diana’s foresters , gentlemen of the
- shade , minions of the moon , and let men say we be men of
- good government , being govern’d , as the sea is , by our noble
- and chaste mistress the moon , under whose countenance we
- steal .
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- Thou sayest well , and it holds well too , for the fortune of
- us that are the moon’s men doth ebb and flow like the sea ,
- being govern’d , as the sea is , by the moon . As , for proof ,
- now : a purse of gold most resolutely snatch’d on Monday
- night and most dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning ; got
- with swearing “ Lay by ,” and spent with crying “ Bring in ”;
- now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder , and by and
- by in as high a flow as the ridge of the gallows .
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- By the Lord , thou say’st true , lad . And is not my hostess of
- the tavern a most sweet wench ?
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- As the honey of Hybla , my old lad of the castle . And is not
- a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of durance ?
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- How now , how now , mad wag ? What , in thy quips and thy
- quiddities ? What a plague have I to do with a buff jerkin ?
- Why , what a pox have I to do with my hostess of the tavern ?
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- Well , thou hast call’d her to a reckoning many a time and
- oft .
- Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part ?
- No , I’ll give thee thy due , thou hast paid all there .
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- Yea , and elsewhere , so far as my coin would stretch , and
- where it would not , I have us’d my credit .
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- Yea , and so us’d it that , were it not here apparent that
- thou art heir apparent — But I prithee , sweet wag , shall there
- be gallows standing in England when thou art king ? And
- resolution thus fubb’d as it is with the rusty curb of old
- father antic the law ? Do not thou , when thou art king , hang
- a thief .
- No , thou shalt .
- Shall I ? O rare ! By the Lord , I’ll be a brave judge .
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- Thou judgest false already . I mean thou shalt have the
- hanging of the thieves , and so become a rare hangman .
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- Well , Hal , well , and in some sort it jumps with my humor as
- well as waiting in the court , I can tell you .
- For obtaining of suits ?
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- Yea , for obtaining of suits , whereof the hangman hath no
- lean wardrobe . ’Sblood , I am as melancholy as a gib cat or a
- lugg’d bear .
- Or an old lion , or a lover’s lute .
- Yea , or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe .
- What sayest thou to a hare , or the melancholy of Moor - ditch ?
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- Thou hast the most unsavory similes and art indeed the most
- comparative , rascalliest , sweet young prince . But , Hal , I
- prithee trouble me no more with vanity ; I would to God thou
- and I knew where a commodity of good names were to be
- bought . An old lord of the Council rated me the other day in
- the street about you , sir , but I mark’d him not , and yet he
- talk’d very wisely , but I regarded him not , and yet he
- talk’d wisely , and in the street too .
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- Thou didst well , for wisdom cries out in the streets , and no
- man regards it .
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- O , thou hast damnable iteration , and art indeed able to
- corrupt a saint . Thou hast done much harm upon me , Hal , God
- forgive thee for it ! Before I knew thee , Hal , I knew
- nothing , and now am I , if a man should speak truly , little
- better than one of the wicked . I must give over this life ,
- and I will give it over . By the Lord , and I do not , I am a
- villain , I’ll be damn’d for never a king’s son in
- Christendom .
- Where shall we take a purse tomorrow , Jack ?
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- ’Zounds , where thou wilt , lad , I’ll make one , an’ I do not ,
- call me villain and baffle me .
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- I see a good amendment of life in thee , from praying to
- purse - taking .
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- Why , Hal , ’tis my vocation , Hal , ’tis no sin for a man to
- labor in his vocation .
- Enter Poins .
- Poins ! Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a match . O , if
- men were to be sav’d by merit , what hole in hell were hot
- enough for him ? This is the most omnipotent villain that
- ever cried “ Stand !” to a true man .
- Good morrow , Ned .
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- Good morrow , sweet Hal . What says Monsieur Remorse ? What
- says Sir John Sack and Sugar ? Jack , how agrees the devil and
- thee about thy soul that thou soldest him on Good Friday
- last , for a cup of Madeira and a cold capon’s leg ?
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- Sir John stands to his word , the devil shall have his
- bargain , for he was never yet a breaker of proverbs . He will
- give the devil his due .
- Then art thou damn’d for keeping thy word with the devil .
- Else he had been damn’d for cozening the devil .
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- But , my lads , my lads , tomorrow morning by four a’ clock
- early , at Gadshill , there are pilgrims going to Canterbury
- with rich offerings , and traders riding to London with fat
- purses . I have vizards for you all ; you have horses for
- yourselves . Gadshill lies tonight in Rochester . I have
- bespoke supper tomorrow night in Eastcheap . We may do it as
- secure as sleep . If you will go , I will stuff your purses
- full of crowns ; if you will not , tarry at home and be
- hang’d .
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- Hear ye , Yedward , if I tarry at home and go not , I’ll hang
- you for going .
- You will , chops ?
- Hal , wilt thou make one ?
- Who , I rob ? I a thief ? Not I , by my faith .
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- There’s neither honesty , manhood , nor good fellowship in
- thee , nor thou cam’st not of the blood royal , if thou darest
- not stand for ten shillings .
- Well then , once in my days I’ll be a madcap .
- Why , that’s well said .
- Well , come what will , I’ll tarry at home .
- By the Lord , I’ll be a traitor then , when thou art king .
- I care not .
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- Sir John , I prithee leave the Prince and me alone , I will
- lay him down such reasons for this adventure that he shall
- go .
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- Well , God give thee the spirit of persuasion and him the
- ears of profiting , that what thou speakest may move and what
- he hears may be believ’d , that the true prince may ( for
- recreation sake ) prove a false thief , for the poor abuses of
- the time want countenance . Farewell , you shall find me in
- Eastcheap .
- Farewell , the latter spring ! Farewell , All - hallown summer !
- Exit Falstaff .
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- Now , my good sweet honey lord , ride with us tomorrow . I have
- a jest to execute that I cannot manage alone . Falstaff ,
- Bardolph , Peto , and Gadshill shall rob those men that we
- have already waylaid ; yourself and I will not be there ; and
- when they have the booty , if you and I do not rob them , cut
- this head off from my shoulders .
- How shall we part with them in setting forth ?
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- Why , we will set forth before or after them and appoint them
- a place of meeting , wherein it is at our pleasure to fail ;
- and then will they adventure upon the exploit themselves ,
- which they shall have no sooner achiev’d but we’ll set upon
- them .
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- Yea , but ’tis like that they will know us by our horses , by
- our habits , and by every other appointment to be ourselves .
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- Tut , our horses they shall not see — I’ll tie them in the
- wood ; our vizards we will change after we leave them ; and ,
- sirrah , I have cases of buckram for the nonce , to immask our
- noted outward garments .
- Yea , but I doubt they will be too hard for us .
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- Well , for two of them , I know them to be as true - bred
- cowards as ever turn’d back ; and for the third , if he fight
- longer than he sees reason , I’ll forswear arms . The virtue
- of this jest will be the incomprehensible lies that this
- same fat rogue will tell us when we meet at supper , how
- thirty at least he fought with , what wards , what blows , what
- extremities he endur’d , and in the reproof of this lives the
- jest .
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- Well , I’ll go with thee . Provide us all things necessary ,
- and meet me tomorrow night in Eastcheap , there I’ll sup .
- Farewell .
- Farewell , my lord .
- Exit Poins .
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- I know you all , and will a while uphold
- The unyok’d humor of your idleness ,
- Yet herein will I imitate the sun ,
- Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
- To smother up his beauty from the world ,
- That when he please again to be himself ,
- Being wanted , he may be more wond’red at
- By breaking through the foul and ugly mists
- Of vapors that did seem to strangle him .
- If all the year were playing holidays ,
- To sport would be as tedious as to work ;
- But when they seldom come , they wish’d for come ,
- And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents .
- So when this loose behavior I throw off
- And pay the debt I never promised ,
- By how much better than my word I am ,
- By so much shall I falsify men’s hopes ,
- And like bright metal on a sullen ground ,
- My reformation , glitt’ring o’er my fault ,
- Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes
- Than that which hath no foil to set it off .
- I’ll so offend , to make offense a skill ,
- Redeeming time when men think least I will .
- Exit .