Act 1, Scene 2
London. A street.
- [Enter Falstaff, with his Page bearing his sword and buckler.]
- Sir John Falstaff
- 267 Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?
- Page
- 268 He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy water; but,
- 269 for the party that owed it, he might have moe diseases than he
- 270 knew for.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 271 Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me: the brain of
- 272 this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent any thing
- 273 that tends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented on me:
- 274 I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
- 275 I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath overwhelmed all her
- 276 litter but one.
- 277 If the prince put thee into my service for any other reason than to
- 278 set me off, why then I have no judgement. Thou whoreson mandrake, thou
- 279 art fitter to be worn in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never
- 280 manned with an agate till now: but I will inset you neither in gold nor
- 281 silver, but in vile apparel, and send you back again to your master, for
- 282 a jewel,—the juvenal, the prince your master, whose chin is not yet
- 283 fledged. I will sooner have a beard grow in the palm of my hand than he
- 284 shall get one on his cheek; and yet he will not stick to say his face is
- 285 a face-royal: God may finish it when he will, 'tis not a hair amiss yet:
- 286 he may keep it still at a face-royal, for a barber shall never earn
- 287 sixpence out of it; and yet he'll be crowing as if he had writ man ever
- 288 since his father was a bachelor. He may keep his own grace, but he's
- 289 almost out of mine, I can assure him. What said Master Dombledon about
- 290 the satin for my short cloak and my slops?
- Page
- 291 He said, sir, you should procure him better assurance than Bardolph:
- 292 he would not take his band and yours; he liked not the security.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 293 Let him be damned, like the glutton! pray God his tongue be hotter!
- 294 A whoreson Achitophel! a rascally yea-forsooth knave! to bear a
- 295 gentleman in hand, and then stand upon security! The whoreson
- 296 smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes, and bunches of keys
- 297 at their girdles; and if a man is through with them in honest taking
- 298 up, then they must stand upon security. I had as lief they would
- 299 put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with security.
- 300 I looked 'a should have sent me two and twenty yards of satin, as I
- 301 am a true knight, and he sends me security. Well, he may sleep in
- 302 security; for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness of
- 303 his wife shines through it: and yet cannot he see, though he have his
- 304 own lanthorn to light him. Where's Bardolph?
- Page
- 305 He's gone into Smithfield to buy your worship a horse.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 306 I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in Smithfield:
- 307 an I could get me but a wife in the stews, I were manned, horsed,
- 308 and wived.
- [Enter the Lord Chief-Justice and Servant.]
- Sir John Falstaff
- 309 PAGE. Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed the Prince for
- 310 striking him about Bardolph.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 311 Wait close; I will not see him.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 312 What's he that goes there?
- Servant
- 313 Falstaff, an 't please your lordship.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 314 He that was in question for the robbery?
- Servant
- 315 He, my lord; but he hath since done good service at
- 316 Shrewsbury; and, as I hear, is now going with some charge to the
- 317 Lord John of Lancaster.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 318 What, to York? Call him back again.
- Servant
- 319 Sir John Falstaff!
- Sir John Falstaff
- 320 Boy, tell him I am deaf.
- Page
- 321 You must speak louder; my master is deaf.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 322 I am sure he is, to the hearing of anything good.
- 323 Go, pluck him by the elbow; I must speak with him.
- Servant
- 324 Sir John!
- Sir John Falstaff
- 325 What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not wars? is
- 326 there not employment? doth not the king lack subjects? do not the
- 327 rebels need soldiers? Though it be a shame to be on any side but
- 328 one, it is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side, were
- 329 it worse than the name of rebellion can tell how to make it.
- Servant
- 330 You mistake me, sir.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 331 Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? setting my knighthood
- 332 and my soldiership aside, I had lied in my throat, if I had said so.
- Servant
- 333 I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood and your soldiership aside;
- 334 and give me leave to tell you, you lie in your throat, if you say I
- 335 am any other than an honest man.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 336 I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that which grows to me!
- 337 If thou gettest any leave of me, hang me; if thou takest leave,
- 338 thou wert better be hanged. You hunt counter: hence! avaunt!
- Servant
- 339 Sir, my lord would speak with you.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 340 Sir John Falstaff, a word with you.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 341 My good lord! God give your lordship good time of day. I am glad to
- 342 see your lordship abroad: I heard say your lordship was sick:
- 343 I hope your lordship goes abroad by advice. Your lordship, though
- 344 not clean past your youth, hath yet some smack of age in you, some
- 345 relish of the saltness of time; and I most humbly beseech your lordship
- 346 to have a reverend care of your health.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 347 Sir John, I sent for you before your expedition to Shrewsbury.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 348 An 't please your lordship, I hear his majesty is returned
- 349 with some discomfort from Wales.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 350 I talk not of his majesty: you would not come when I
- 351 sent for you.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 352 And I hear, moreover, his highness is fall'n into this same
- 353 whoreson apoplexy.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 354 Well God mend him! I pray you, let me speak with you.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 355 This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of lethargy, an 't please
- 356 your lordship; a kind of sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 357 What tell you me of it? be it as it is.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 358 It hath it original from much grief, from study and perturbation
- 359 of the brain: I have read the cause of his effects in Galen:
- 360 it is a kind of deafness.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 361 I think you are fallen into the disease, for you hear not
- 362 what I say to you.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 363 Very well, my lord, very well: rather, an 't please you, it
- 364 is the disease of not listening, the malady of not marking, that
- 365 I am troubled withal.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 366 To punish you by the heels would amend the attention
- 367 of your ears; and I care not if I do become your physician.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 368 I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient: your lordship
- 369 may minister the potion of imprisonment to me in respect of poverty;
- 370 but how I should be your patient to follow your prescriptions,
- 371 the wise may make some dram of a scruple, or indeed a scruple itself.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 372 I sent for you, when there were matters against you
- 373 for your life, to come speak with me.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 374 As I was then advised by my learned counsel in the laws
- 375 of this land-service, I did not come.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 376 Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live in great infamy.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 377 He that buckles himself in my belt cannot live in less.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 378 Your means are very slender, and your waste is great.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 379 I would it were otherwise; I would my means were greater,
- 380 and my waist slenderer.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 381 You have misled the youthful prince.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 382 The young prince hath misled me: I am the fellow with the
- 383 great belly, and he my dog.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 384 Well, I am loath to gall a new-healed wound: your day's service
- 385 at Shrewsbury hath a little gilded over your night's exploit
- 386 on Gad's-hill: you may thank the unquiet time for your quiet
- 387 o'er-posting that action.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 388 My lord?
- Lord Chief Justice
- 389 But since all is well, keep it so: wake not a sleeping wolf.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 390 To wake a wolf is as bad as smell a fox.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 391 What! you are as a candle, the better part burnt out.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 392 A wassail candle, my lord, all tallow: if I did say of wax, my
- 393 growth would approve the truth.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 394 There is not a white hair in your face but should have his
- 395 effect of gravity.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 396 His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 397 You follow the young prince up and down, like his ill angel.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 398 Not so, my lord; your ill angel is light; but I hope he that looks
- 399 upon me will take me without weighing: and yet, in some respects,
- 400 I grant, I cannot go: I cannot tell. Virtue is of so little regard
- 401 in these costermonger times that true valour is turned bear-herd;
- 402 pregnancy is made a tapster, and hath his quick wit wasted in giving
- 403 reckonings: all the other gifts appertinent to man, as the malice of
- 404 this age shapes them, are not worth a gooseberry. You that are old
- 405 consider not the capacities of us that are young; you do measure the
- 406 heat of our livers with the bitterness of your galls: and we that
- 407 are in the vaward of our youth, I must confess, are wags too.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 408 Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written
- 409 down old with all the characters of age? Have you not a moist eye?
- 410 a dry hand? a yellow cheek? a white beard? a decreasing leg? an
- 411 increasing belly? is not your voice broken? your wind short? your
- 412 chin double? your wit single? and every part about you blasted
- 413 with antiquity? and will you yet call yourself young? Fie, fie,
- 414 fie, Sir John!
- Sir John Falstaff
- 415 My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the afternoon,
- 416 with a white head and something a round belly. For my voice, I
- 417 have lost it with halloing and singing of anthems. To approve my
- 418 youth further, I will not: the truth is, I am only old in judgement
- 419 and understanding; and he that will caper with me for a thousand
- 420 marks, let him lend me the money, and have at him!
- 421 For the box of the ear that the prince gave you, he gave it like a
- 422 rude prince, and you took it like a sensible lord. I have checked
- 423 him for it, and the young lion repents; marry, not in ashes and
- 424 sackcloth, but in new silk and old sack.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 425 Well, God send the prince a better companion!
- Sir John Falstaff
- 426 God send the companion a better prince! I cannot rid my hands of him.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 427 Well, the king hath severed you and Prince Harry:
- 428 I hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster against the
- 429 Archbishop and the Earl of Northumberland.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 430 Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look you pray, all
- 431 you that kiss my lady Peace at home, that our armies join not in a
- 432 hot day; for, by the Lord, I take but two shirts out with me, and I
- 433 mean not to sweat extraordinarily: if it be a hot day, and I brandish
- 434 any thing but a bottle, I would I might never spit white again.
- 435 There is not a dangerous action can peep out his head but I am thrust
- 436 upon it: well, I cannot last ever: but it was alway yet the trick of
- 437 our English nation, if they have a good thing, to make it too common.
- 438 If ye will needs say I am an old man, you should give me rest. I
- 439 would to God my name were not so terrible to the enemy as it is:
- 440 I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to
- 441 nothing with perpetual motion.
- Lord Chief Justice
- 442 Well, be honest, be honest; and God bless your expedition!
- Sir John Falstaff
- 443 Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to furnish me forth?
- Lord Chief Justice
- 444 Not a penny, not a penny; you are too impatient to bear crosses.
- 445 Fare you well: commend me to my cousin Westmoreland.
- [Exeunt Chief-Justice and Servant.]
- Sir John Falstaff
- 446 If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man can no more separate
- 447 age and covetousness than 'a can part young limbs and lechery: but
- 448 the gout galls the one, and the pox pinches the other; and so both the
- 449 degrees prevent my curses. Boy!
- Page
- 450 Sir?
- Sir John Falstaff
- 451 What money is in my purse?
- Page
- 452 Seven groats and two pence.
- Sir John Falstaff
- 453 I can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse:
- 454 borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is
- 455 incurable. Go bear this letter to my Lord of Lancaster; this to the
- 456 prince; this to the Earl of Westmoreland; and this to old Mistress
- 457 Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry since I perceived the
- 458 first white hair of my chin. About it: you know where to find me.
- [Exit Page.]
- Sir John Falstaff
- 459 A pox of this gout! or, a gout of this pox! for the one or the other
- 460 plays the rogue with my great toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I
- 461 have the wars for my colour, and my pension shall seem the more
- 462 reasonable. A good wit will make use of any thing: I will turn
- 463 diseases to commodity.
- [Exit.]