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King Henry IV, Part 2: Act 2 Scene 2
Scene II London. Another street.
- [Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS]
- PRINCE HENRY
- Before God, I am exceeding weary.
- POINS
- Is't come to that? I had thought weariness durst not
- have attached one of so high blood.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Faith, it does me; though it discolours the
- complexion of my greatness to acknowledge it. Doth
- it not show vilely in me to desire small beer?
- POINS
- Why, a prince should not be so loosely studied as
- to remember so weak a composition.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Belike then my appetite was not princely got; for,
- by my troth, I do now remember the poor creature,
- small beer. But, indeed, these humble
- considerations make me out of love with my
- greatness. What a disgrace is it to me to remember
- thy name! or to know thy face to-morrow! or to
- take note how many pair of silk stockings thou
- hast, viz. these, and those that were thy
- peach-coloured ones! or to bear the inventory of thy
- shirts, as, one for superfluity, and another for
- use! But that the tennis-court-keeper knows better
- than I; for it is a low ebb of linen with thee when
- thou keepest not racket there; as thou hast not done
- a great while, because the rest of thy low
- countries have made a shift to eat up thy holland:
- and God knows, whether those that bawl out the ruins
- of thy linen shall inherit his kingdom: but the
- midwives say the children are not in the fault;
- whereupon the world increases, and kindreds are
- mightily strengthened.
- POINS
- How ill it follows, after you have laboured so hard,
- you should talk so idly! Tell me, how many good
- young princes would do so, their fathers being so
- sick as yours at this time is?
- PRINCE HENRY
- Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins?
- POINS
- Yes, faith; and let it be an excellent good thing.
- PRINCE HENRY
- It shall serve among wits of no higher breeding than thine.
- POINS
- Go to; I stand the push of your one thing that you
- will tell.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Marry, I tell thee, it is not meet that I should be
- sad, now my father is sick: albeit I could tell
- thee, as to one it pleases me, for fault of a
- better, to call my friend, I could be sad, and sad
- indeed too.
- POINS
- Very hardly upon such a subject.
- PRINCE HENRY
- By this hand thou thinkest me as far in the devil's
- book as thou and Falstaff for obduracy and
- persistency: let the end try the man. But I tell
- thee, my heart bleeds inwardly that my father is so
- sick: and keeping such vile company as thou art
- hath in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow.
- POINS
- The reason?
- PRINCE HENRY
- What wouldst thou think of me, if I should weep?
- POINS
- I would think thee a most princely hypocrite.
- PRINCE HENRY
- It would be every man's thought; and thou art a
- blessed fellow to think as every man thinks: never
- a man's thought in the world keeps the road-way
- better than thine: every man would think me an
- hypocrite indeed. And what accites your most
- worshipful thought to think so?
- POINS
- Why, because you have been so lewd and so much
- engraffed to Falstaff.
- PRINCE HENRY
- And to thee.
- POINS
- By this light, I am well spoke on; I can hear it
- with my own ears: the worst that they can say of
- me is that I am a second brother and that I am a
- proper fellow of my hands; and those two things, I
- confess, I cannot help. By the mass, here comes Bardolph.
- [Enter BARDOLPH and Page]
- PRINCE HENRY
- And the boy that I gave Falstaff: a' had him from
- me Christian; and look, if the fat villain have not
- transformed him ape.
- BARDOLPH
- God save your grace!
- PRINCE HENRY
- And yours, most noble Bardolph!
- BARDOLPH
- Come, you virtuous ass, you bashful fool, must you
- be blushing? wherefore blush you now? What a
- maidenly man-at-arms are you become! Is't such a
- matter to get a pottle-pot's maidenhead?
- PAGE
- A' calls me e'en now, my lord, through a red
- lattice, and I could discern no part of his face
- from the window: at last I spied his eyes, and
- methought he had made two holes in the ale-wife's
- new petticoat and so peeped through.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Has not the boy profited?
- BARDOLPH
- Away, you whoreson upright rabbit, away!
- PAGE
- Away, you rascally Althaea's dream, away!
- PRINCE HENRY
- Instruct us, boy; what dream, boy?
- PAGE
- Marry, my lord, Althaea dreamed she was delivered
- of a fire-brand; and therefore I call him her dream.
- PRINCE HENRY
- A crown's worth of good interpretation: there 'tis,
- boy.
- POINS
- O, that this good blossom could be kept from
- cankers! Well, there is sixpence to preserve thee.
- BARDOLPH
- An you do not make him hanged among you, the
- gallows shall have wrong.
- PRINCE HENRY
- And how doth thy master, Bardolph?
- BARDOLPH
- Well, my lord. He heard of your grace's coming to
- town: there's a letter for you.
- POINS
- Delivered with good respect. And how doth the
- martlemas, your master?
- BARDOLPH
- In bodily health, sir.
- POINS
- Marry, the immortal part needs a physician; but
- that moves not him: though that be sick, it dies
- not.
- PRINCE HENRY
- I do allow this wen to be as familiar with me as my
- dog; and he holds his place; for look you how be writes.
- POINS
- [Reads] 'John Falstaff, knight,'--every man must
- know that, as oft as he has occasion to name
- himself: even like those that are kin to the king;
- for they never prick their finger but they say,
- 'There's some of the king's blood spilt.' 'How
- comes that?' says he, that takes upon him not to
- conceive. The answer is as ready as a borrower's
- cap, 'I am the king's poor cousin, sir.'
- PRINCE HENRY
- Nay, they will be kin to us, or they will fetch it
- from Japhet. But to the letter.
- POINS
- [Reads] 'Sir John Falstaff, knight, to the son of
- the king, nearest his father, Harry Prince of
- Wales, greeting.' Why, this is a certificate.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Peace!
- POINS
- [Reads] 'I will imitate the honourable Romans in
- brevity:' he sure means brevity in breath,
- short-winded. 'I commend me to thee, I commend
- thee, and I leave thee. Be not too familiar with
- Poins; for he misuses thy favours so much, that he
- swears thou art to marry his sister Nell. Repent
- at idle times as thou mayest; and so, farewell.
- Thine, by yea and no, which is as much as to
- say, as thou usest him, JACK FALSTAFF with my
- familiars, JOHN with my brothers and sisters,
- and SIR JOHN with all Europe.'
- My lord, I'll steep this letter in sack and make him eat it.
- PRINCE HENRY
- That's to make him eat twenty of his words. But do
- you use me thus, Ned? must I marry your sister?
- POINS
- God send the wench no worse fortune! But I never said so.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Well, thus we play the fools with the time, and the
- spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.
- Is your master here in London?
- BARDOLPH
- Yea, my lord.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Where sups he? doth the old boar feed in the old frank?
- BARDOLPH
- At the old place, my lord, in Eastcheap.
- PRINCE HENRY
- What company?
- PAGE
- Ephesians, my lord, of the old church.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Sup any women with him?
- PAGE
- None, my lord, but old Mistress Quickly and
- Mistress Doll Tearsheet.
- PRINCE HENRY
- What pagan may that be?
- PAGE
- A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kinswoman of my master's.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Even such kin as the parish heifers are to the town
- bull. Shall we steal upon them, Ned, at supper?
- POINS
- I am your shadow, my lord; I'll follow you.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Sirrah, you boy, and Bardolph, no word to your
- master that I am yet come to town: there's for
- your silence.
- BARDOLPH
- I have no tongue, sir.
- PAGE
- And for mine, sir, I will govern it.
- PRINCE HENRY
- Fare you well; go.
- [Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page]
- This Doll Tearsheet should be some road.
- POINS
- I warrant you, as common as the way between Saint
- Alban's and London.
- PRINCE HENRY
- How might we see Falstaff bestow himself to-night
- in his true colours, and not ourselves be seen?
- POINS
- Put on two leathern jerkins and aprons, and wait
- upon him at his table as drawers.
- PRINCE HENRY
- From a God to a bull? a heavy decension! it was
- Jove's case. From a prince to a prentice? a low
- transformation! that shall be mine; for in every
- thing the purpose must weigh with the folly.
- Follow me, Ned.
- [Exeunt]
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