Henry IV, Pt. 2
Act 5, Scene 1
Gloucestershire. Shallow’s house.
- Enter Shallow, Falstaff, and Bardolph, with Page.
Shallow2 - 3
- By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away tonight. What,
- Davy, I say!
- You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.
Shallow5 - 7
- I will not excuse you, you shall not be excus’d, excuses
- shall not be admitted, there is no excuse shall serve, you
- shall not be excus’d. Why, Davy!
- Enter Davy.
- Here, sir.
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- Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy, let me see, Davy, let me see, Davy,
- let me see. Yea, marry, William cook, bid him come hither.
- Sir John, you shall not be excus’d.
Davy13 - 14
- Marry, sir, thus; those precepts cannot be serv’d; and
- again, sir, shall we sow the hade land with wheat?
Shallow15 - 16
- With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook—are there no
- young pigeons?
Davy17 - 18
- Yes, sir. Here is now the smith’s note for shoeing and
- Let it be cast and paid. Sir John, you shall not be excus’d.
Davy20 - 22
- Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be had; and,
- sir, do you mean to stop any of William’s wages, about the
- sack he lost at Hinckley fair?
Shallow23 - 25
- ’A shall answer it. Some pigeons, Davy, a couple of
- short-legg’d hens, a joint of mutton, and any pretty little
- tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.
- Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?
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- Yea, Davy, I will use him well. A friend i’ th’ court is
- better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy, for
- they are arrant knaves, and will backbite.
Davy30 - 31
- No worse than they are backbitten, sir, for they have
- marvail’s foul linen.
- Well conceited, Davy. About thy business, Davy.
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- I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of Woncote
- against Clement Perkes a’ th’ Hill.
Shallow35 - 36
- There is many complaints, Davy, against that Visor. That
- Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge.
Davy37 - 45
- I grant your worship that he is a knave, sir; but yet God
- forbid, sir, but a knave should have some countenance at his
- friend’s request. An honest man, sir, is able to speak for
- himself, when a knave is not. I have serv’d your worship
- truly, sir, this eight years; and I cannot once or twice in
- a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have
- little credit with your worship. The knave is mine honest
- friend, sir, therefore I beseech you let him be
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- Go to, I say, he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy.
- Exit Davy.
- Where are you, Sir John? Come, come, come, off with your
- boots. Give me your hand, Master Bardolph.
- I am glad to see your worship.
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- I thank thee with my heart, kind Master Bardolph, and
- welcome, my tall fellow.
- To the Page
- Come, Sir John.
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- I’ll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow.
- Exit Shallow.
- Bardolph, look to our horses.
- Exeunt Bardolph and Page.
- If I were saw’d into quantities, I should make four dozen of
- such bearded hermits’ staves as Master Shallow. It is a
- wonderful thing to see the semblable coherence of his men’s
- spirits and his. They, by observing him, do bear themselves
- like foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is
- turn’d into a justice-like servingman. Their spirits are so
- married in conjunction with the participation of society
- that they flock together in consent, like so many wild
- geese. If I had a suit to Master Shallow, I would humor his
- men with the imputation of being near their master; if to
- his men, I would curry with Master Shallow that no man could
- better command his servants. It is certain that either wise
- bearing or ignorant carriage is caught, as men take
- diseases, one of another; therefore let men take heed of
- their company. I will devise matter enough out of this
- Shallow to keep Prince Harry in continual laughter the
- wearing out of six fashions, which is four terms, or two
- actions, and ’a shall laugh without intervallums. O, it is
- much that a lie with a slight oath and a jest with a sad
- brow will do with a fellow that never had the ache in his
- shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh till his face be like
- a wet cloak ill laid up.
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- Sir John!
- I come, Master Shallow, I come, Master Shallow.