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Henry IV, Pt. 2: Act 5, Scene 3

Henry IV, Pt. 2
Act 5, Scene 3

Gloucestershire. Shallow’s orchard.

  1. Enter Sir John Falstaff, Shallow, Silence, Davy, Bardolph,
  2. Page.

Shallow

3 - 6
  1. Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbor, we will
  2. eat a last year’s pippin of mine own graffing, with a dish
  3. of caraways, and so forth. Come, cousin Silenceand then to
  4. bed.

Falstaff

7
  1. ’Fore God, you have here goodly dwelling and rich.

Shallow

8 - 10
  1. Barren, barren, barren, beggars all, beggars all, Sir John!
  2. Marry, good air. Spread, Davy, spread, Davy. Well said,
  3. Davy.

Falstaff

11 - 12
  1. This Davy serves you for good uses, he is your servingman
  2. and your husband.

Shallow

13 - 15
  1. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet, Sir John.
  2. By the mass, I have drunk too much sack at supper. A good
  3. varlet. Now sit down, now sit down. Come, cousin.

Silence

16 - 23
  1. Ah, sirrah, quoth ’a, we shall
  2. Singing.
  3. Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer,
  4. And praise God for the merry year,
  5. When flesh is cheap and females dear,
  6. And lusty lads roam here and there
  7. So merrily,
  8. And ever among so merrily.”

Falstaff

24 - 25
  1. There’s a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I’ll give you a
  2. health for that anon.

Shallow

26
  1. Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.

Davy

27 - 30
  1. Sweet sir, sit, I’ll be with you anon, most sweet sir, sit.
  2. Master page, good master page, sit. Proface! What you want
  3. in meat, we’ll have in drink, but you must bear, the heart’s
  4. all.
  1. Exit.

Shallow

32 - 33
  1. Be merry, Master Bardolph, and, my little soldier there, be
  2. merry.

Silence

34 - 39
  1. Singing.
  2. Be merry, be merry, my wife has all,
  3. For women are shrews, both short and tall;
  4. ’Tis merry in hall when beards wags all,
  5. And welcome merry Shrove-tide.
  6. Be merry, be merry.”

Falstaff

40 - 41
  1. I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this
  2. mettle.

Silence

42
  1. Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere now.
  1. Enter Davy.

Davy

44 - 45
  1. To Bardolph.
  2. There’s a dish of leather-coats for you.

Shallow

46
  1. Davy!

Davy

47
  1. Your worship! I’ll be with you straight. A cup of wine, sir?

Silence

48 - 51
  1. Singing.
  2. A cup of wine that’s brisk and fine,
  3. And drink unto thee, leman mine,
  4. And a merry heart lives long-a.”

Falstaff

52
  1. Well said, Master Silence.

Silence

53
  1. And we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet a’ th’ night.

Falstaff

54
  1. Health and long life to you, Master Silence.

Silence

55 - 57
  1. Singing.
  2. Fill the cup, and let it come,
  3. I’ll pledge you a mile to th’ bottom.”

Shallow

58 - 63
  1. Honest Bardolph, welcome. If thou want’st any thing, and
  2. wilt not call, beshrew thy heart. Welcome, my little tiny
  3. thief,
  4. To the Page
  5. and welcome indeed too. I’ll drink to Master Bardolph, and
  6. to all the cabileros about London.

Davy

64
  1. I hope to see London once ere I die.

Bardolph

65
  1. And I might see you there, Davy!

Shallow

66 - 67
  1. By the mass, you’ll crack a quart together, ha, will you
  2. not, Master Bardolph?

Bardolph

68
  1. Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.

Shallow

69 - 71
  1. By God’s liggens, I thank thee. The knave will stick by
  2. thee, I can assure thee that ’a will not out, ’a. ’Tis true
  3. bred!

Bardolph

72
  1. And I’ll stick by him, sir.

Shallow

73 - 75
  1. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing, be merry!
  2. One knocks at door.
  3. Look who’s at door there ho! Who knocks?
  1. Exit Davy.

Falstaff

77 - 78
  1. To Silence, seeing him take off a bumper.
  2. Why, now you have done me right.

Silence

79 - 83
  1. Singing.
  2. Do me right,
  3. And dub me knight,
  4. Samingo.”
  5. Is’t not so?

Falstaff

84
  1. ’Tis so.

Silence

85
  1. Is’t so? Why then say an old man can do somewhat.
  1. Enter Davy.

Davy

87 - 88
  1. And’t please your worship, there’s one Pistol come from the
  2. court with news.

Falstaff

89 - 91
  1. From the court? Let him come in.
  2. Enter Pistol.
  3. How now, Pistol?

Pistol

92
  1. Sir John, God save you!

Falstaff

93
  1. What wind blew you hither, Pistol?

Pistol

94 - 95
  1. Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. Sweet knight,
  2. thou art now one of the greatest men in this realm.

Silence

96
  1. By’r lady, I think ’a be, but goodman Puff of Barson.

Pistol

97 - 102
  1. Puff?
  2. Puff i’ thy teeth, most recreant coward base!
  3. Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,
  4. And helter-skelter have I rode to thee,
  5. And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,
  6. And golden times, and happy news of price.

Falstaff

103
  1. I pray thee now deliver them like a man of this world.

Pistol

104 - 105
  1. A foutre for the world and worldlings base!
  2. I speak of Africa and golden joys.

Falstaff

106 - 107
  1. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
  2. Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.

Silence

108 - 109
  1. Singing.
  2. And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.”

Pistol

110 - 112
  1. Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons?
  2. And shall good news be baffled?
  3. Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies’ lap.

Shallow

113
  1. Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding.

Pistol

114
  1. Why then lament therefore.

Shallow

115 - 118
  1. Give me pardon, sir. If, sir, you come with news from the
  2. court, I take it there’s but two ways, either to utter them,
  3. or conceal them. I am, sir, under the King, in some
  4. authority.

Pistol

119
  1. Under which king, besonian? Speak, or die.

Shallow

120
  1. Under King Harry.

Pistol

121
  1.                   Harry the Fourth, or Fifth?

Shallow

122
  1. Harry the Fourth.

Pistol

123 - 127
  1.                   A foutre for thine office!
  2. Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king;
  3. Harry the Fifth’s the man. I speak the truth.
  4. When Pistol lies, do this, and fig me like
  5. The bragging Spaniard.

Falstaff

128
  1. What, is the old king dead?

Pistol

129
  1. As nail in door. The things I speak are just.

Falstaff

130 - 132
  1. Away, Bardolph! Saddle my horse. Master Robert Shallow,
  2. choose what office thou wilt in the land, ’tis thine.
  3. Pistol, I will double-charge thee with dignities.

Bardolph

133
  1. O joyful day! I would not take a knighthood for my fortune.

Pistol

134
  1. What? I do bring good news?

Falstaff

135 - 143
  1. Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my Lord
  2. Shallowbe what thou wilt, I am Fortune’s stewardget on thy
  3. boots. We’ll ride all night. O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!
  4. Exit Bardolph.
  5. Come, Pistol, utter more to me, and withal devise something
  6. to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master Shallow! I know the
  7. young king is sick for me. Let us take any man’s horses, the
  8. laws of England are at my commandment. Blessed are they that
  9. have been my friends, and woe to my Lord Chief Justice!

Pistol

144 - 146
  1. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!
  2. Where is the life that late I led?” say they.
  3. Why, here it is, welcome these pleasant days!
  1. Exeunt.
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