Act 1, Scene 2
The same. An Apartment of Prince Henry's.
- [Enter Prince Henry and Falstaff.]
- Sir John Falstaff
- 107 Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad?
- Prince Hal
- 108 Thou art so fat-witted, with drinking of old sack, and
- 109 unbuttoning thee after supper, and sleeping upon benches
- 110 after noon, that thou hast forgotten to demand that truly which
- 111 thou wouldst truly know. What a devil hast thou to do with the
- 112 time of the day? unless hours were cups of sack, and minutes
- 113 capons, and the blessed Sun himself a fair hot wench in
- 114 flame-coloured taffeta, I see no reason why thou shouldst be
- 115 so superfluous to demand the time of the day.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 116 Indeed, you come near me now, Hal; for we that take purses go
- 117 by the Moon and the seven stars, and not by Phoebus,—he, that
- 118 wandering knight so fair. And I pr'ythee, sweet wag, when thou
- 119 art king,—as, God save thy Grace—Majesty I should say, for
- 120 grace
- 121 thou wilt have none,—
- Prince Hal
- 122 What, none?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 123 No, by my troth; not so much as will serve to be prologue
- 124 to an egg and butter.
- Prince Hal
- 125 Well, how then? come, roundly, roundly.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 126 Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art king, let not us that
- 127 are squires of the night's body be called thieves of the day's
- 128 beauty: let us be Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade,
- 129 minions of the Moon; and let men say we be men of good
- 130 government, being governed, as the sea is, by our noble and
- 131 chaste mistress the Moon, under whose countenance we steal.
- Prince Hal
- 132 Thou say'st well, and it holds well too; for the fortune of
- 133 us that are the Moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea,
- 134 being governed, as the sea is, by the Moon. As, for proof, now: A
- 135 purse of gold most resolutely snatch'd on Monday night, and most
- 136 dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning; got with swearing Lay by,
- 137 and spent with crying Bring in; now ill as low an ebb as the foot
- 138 of the ladder, and by-and-by in as high a flow as the ridge of the
- 139 gallows.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 140 By the Lord, thou say'st true, lad. And is not my hostess of the
- 141 tavern a most sweet wench?
- Prince Hal
- 142 As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle. And is not a
- 143 buff jerkin a most sweet robe of durance?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 144 How now, how now, mad wag! what, in thy quips and thy
- 145 quiddities? what a plague have I to do with a buff jerkin?
- Prince Hal
- 146 Why, what a pox have I to do with my hostess of the tavern?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 147 Well, thou hast call'd her to a reckoning many a time and oft.
- Prince Hal
- 148 Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 149 No; I'll give thee thy due, thou hast paid all there.
- Prince Hal
- 150 Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coin would stretch;
- 151 and where it would not, I have used my credit.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 152 Yea, and so used it, that, were it not here apparent that
- 153 thou art heir-apparent—But I pr'ythee, sweet wag, shall there be
- 154 gallows standing in England when thou art king? and
- 155 resolution thus fobb'd as it is with the rusty curb of old father
- 156 antic the law? Do not thou, when thou art king, hang a thief.
- Prince Hal
- 157 No; thou shalt.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 158 Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I'll be a brave judge.
- Prince Hal
- 159 Thou judgest false already: I mean, thou shalt have the
- 160 hanging of the thieves, and so become a rare hangman.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 161 Well, Hal, well; and in some sort it jumps with my humour;
- 162 as well as waiting in the Court, I can tell you.
- Prince Hal
- 163 For obtaining of suits?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 164 Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman hath no
- 165 lean wardrobe. 'Sblood, I am as melancholy as a gib-cat or a
- 166 lugg'd bear.
- Prince Hal
- 167 Or an old lion, or a lover's lute.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 168 Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe.
- Prince Hal
- 169 What say'st thou to a hare, or the melancholy of Moor-ditch?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 170 Thou hast the most unsavoury similes, and art, indeed, the
- 171 most comparative, rascalliest, sweet young prince,—But, Hal, I
- 172 pr'ythee trouble me no more with vanity. I would to God thou and
- 173 I knew where a commodity of good names were to be bought. An old
- 174 lord of the Council rated me the other day in the street about you,
- 175 sir,—but I mark'd him not; and yet he talk'd very wisely,—but I
- 176 regarded him not; and yet he talk'd wisely, and in the street too.
- Prince Hal
- 177 Thou didst well; for wisdom cries out in the streets, and no man
- 178 regards it.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 179 O, thou hast damnable iteration, and art, indeed, able to corrupt
- 180 a saint.
- 181 Thou hast done much harm upon me, Hal; God forgive thee for it!
- 182 Before I knew thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man
- 183 should speak truly, little better than one of the wicked. I must
- 184 give over this life, and I will give it over; by the Lord, an I do
- 185 not, I am a villain: I'll be damn'd for never a king's son in
- 186 Christendom.
- Prince Hal
- 187 Where shall we take a purse to-morrow, Jack?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 188 Zounds, where thou wilt, lad; I'll make one: an I do not, call
- 189 me villain, and baffle me.
- Prince Hal
- 190 I see a good amendment of life in thee,—from praying to
- 191 purse-taking.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 192 Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a man to labour
- 193 in his vocation.
- [Enter Pointz.]
- Sir John Falstaff
- 194 —Pointz!—Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a match. O, if
- 195 men were to be saved by merit, what hole in Hell were hot enough
- 196 for him? This is the most omnipotent villain that ever cried
- 197 Stand! to a true man.
- Prince Hal
- 198 Good morrow, Ned.
- Poins
- 199 Good morrow, sweet Hal.—What says Monsieur Remorse? what
- 200 says Sir John Sack-and-sugar? Jack, how agrees the Devil and
- 201 thee about thy soul, that thou soldest him on Good-Friday last
- 202 for a cup of Madeira and a cold capon's leg?
- Prince Hal
- 203 Sir John stands to his word,—the Devil shall have his bargain;
- 204 for he was never yet a breaker of proverbs,—he will give the
- 205 Devil his due.
- Poins
- 206 Then art thou damn'd for keeping thy word with the Devil.
- Prince Hal
- 207 Else he had been damn'd for cozening the Devil.
- Poins
- 208 But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morning, by four o'clock,
- 209 early at Gads-hill! there are pilgrims gong to Canterbury
- 210 with rich offerings, and traders riding to London with fat
- 211 purses: I have visards for you all; you have horses for
- 212 yourselves: Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester: I have bespoke
- 213 supper to-morrow night in Eastcheap: we may do it as secure as
- 214 sleep. If you will go, I will stuff your purses full of crowns;
- 215 if you will not, tarry at home and be hang'd.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 216 Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home and go not, I'll hang you
- 217 for going.
- Poins
- 218 You will, chops?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 219 Hal, wilt thou make one?
- Prince Hal
- 220 Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my faith.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 221 There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee,
- 222 nor thou camest not of the blood royal, if thou darest not stand
- 223 for ten shillings.
- Prince Hal
- 224 Well, then, once in my days I'll be a madcap.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 225 Why, that's well said.
- Prince Hal
- 226 Well, come what will, I'll tarry at home.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 227 By the Lord, I'll be a traitor, then, when thou art king.
- Prince Hal
- 228 I care not.
- Poins
- 229 Sir John, I pr'ythee, leave the Prince and me alone: I will
- 230 lay him down such reasons for this adventure, that he shall go.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 231 Well, God give thee the spirit of persuasion, and him the ears
- 232 of profiting, that what thou speakest may move, and what he
- 233 hears may be believed, that the true Prince may, for recreation-
- 234 sake, prove a false thief; for the poor abuses of the time want
- 235 countenance. Farewell; you shall find me in Eastcheap.
- Prince Hal
- 236 Farewell, thou latter Spring! farewell, All-hallown Summer!
- [Exit Falstaff.]
- Poins
- 237 Now, my good sweet honey-lord, ride with us to-morrow: I
- 238 have a jest to execute that I cannot manage alone. Falstaff,
- 239 Bardolph, Peto, and Gadshill, shall rob those men that we have
- 240 already waylaid: yourself and I will not be there; and when they
- 241 have the booty, if you and I do not rob them, cut this head off
- 242 from my shoulders.
- Prince Hal
- 243 But how shall we part with them in setting forth?
- Poins
- 244 Why, we will set forth before or after them, and appoint them
- 245 a place of meeting, wherein it is at our pleasure to fail; and
- 246 then will they adventure upon the exploit themselves; which they
- 247 shall have no sooner achieved but we'll set upon them.
- Prince Hal
- 248 Ay, but 'tis like that they will know us by our horses, by our
- 249 habits, and by every other appointment, to be ourselves.
- Poins
- 250 Tut! our horses they shall not see,—I'll tie them in the wood;
- 251 our visards we will change, after we leave them; and, sirrah, I
- 252 have cases of buckram for the nonce, to immask our noted
- 253 outward garments.
- Prince Hal
- 254 But I doubt they will be too hard for us.
- Poins
- 255 Well, for two of them, I know them to be as true-bred
- 256 cowards as ever turn'd back; and for the third, if he fight
- 257 longer than he sees reason, I'll forswear arms. The virtue of
- 258 this jest will be, the incomprehensible lies that this same fat
- 259 rogue will tell us when we meet at supper: how thirty, at least,
- 260 he fought with; what wards, what blows, what extremities he
- 261 endured; and in the reproof of this lies the jest.
- Prince Hal
- 262 Well, I'll go with thee: provide us all things necessary and
- 263 meet me to-night in Eastcheap; there I'll sup. Farewell.
- Poins
- 264 Farewell, my lord.
- [Exit.]
- Prince Hal
- 265 I know you all, and will awhile uphold
- 266 The unyok'd humour of your idleness:
- 267 Yet herein will I imitate the Sun,
- 268 Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
- 269 To smother-up his beauty from the world,
- 270 That, when he please again to be himself,
- 271 Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at,
- 272 By breaking through the foul and ugly mists
- 273 Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
- 274 If all the year were playing holidays,
- 275 To sport would be as tedious as to work;
- 276 But, when they seldom come, they wish'd-for come,
- 277 And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
- 278 So, when this loose behaviour I throw off,
- 279 And pay the debt I never promised,
- 280 By how much better than my word I am,
- 281 By so much shall I falsify men's hopes;
- 282 And, like bright metal on a sullen ground,
- 283 My reformation, glittering o'er my fault,
- 284 Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes
- 285 Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
- 286 I'll so offend, to make offence a skill;
- 287 Redeeming time, when men think least I will.
- [Exit.]