Act 5, Scene 3

Gloucestershire. Shallow's orchard.

  1. [Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Silence, Davy, Bardolph, and the Page.]
  2. Justice Shallow
  3. 2727 Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbour, we will eat
  4. 2728 a last year's pippin of mine own graffing, with a dish of caraways,
  5. 2729 and so forth: come, cousin Silence: and then to bed.
  6. Sir John Falstaff
  7. 2730 'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and a rich.
  8. Justice Shallow
  9. 2731 Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all, Sir John:
  10. 2732 marry, good air. Spread, Davy; spread, Davy: well said, Davy.
  11. Sir John Falstaff
  12. 2733 This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your serving-man
  13. 2734 and your husband.
  14. Justice Shallow
  15. 2735 A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet, Sir John:
  16. 2736 by the mass, I have drunk too much sack at supper: a good
  17. 2737 varlet. Now sit down, now sit down: come, cousin.
  18. Justice Silence
  19. 2738 Ah, sirrah! quoth-a, we shall
  20. 2739 Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer,
  21. [Singing.]
  22. Justice Silence
  23. 2740 And praise God for the merry year;
  24. 2741 When flesh is cheap and females dear,
  25. 2742 And lusty lads roam here and there
  26. 2743 So merrily,
  27. 2744 And ever among so merrily.
  28. Sir John Falstaff
  29. 2745 There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll give you
  30. 2746 a health for that anon.
  31. Justice Shallow
  32. 2747 Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.
  33. Davy
  34. 2748 Sweet sir, sit; I'll be with you anon; most sweet sir, sit.
  35. 2749 Master page, good master page, sit. Proface!
  36. 2750 What you want in meat, we'll have in drink:
  37. 2751 but you must bear; the heart 's all.
  38. [Exit.]
  39. Justice Shallow
  40. 2752 Be merry, Master Bardolph; and, my little soldier there,
  41. 2753 be merry.
  42. Justice Silence
  43. 2754 Be merry, be merry, my wife has all;
  44. [Singing.]
  45. Justice Silence
  46. 2755 For women are shrews, both short and tall;
  47. 2756 'Tis merry in hall when beards wag all;
  48. 2757 And welcome merry Shrove-tide.
  49. 2758 Be merry, be merry.
  50. Sir John Falstaff
  51. 2759 I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this mettle.
  52. Justice Silence
  53. 2760 Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere now.
  54. [Re-enter Davy.]
  55. Davy
  56. 2761 There 's a dish of leather-coats for you.
  57. [To Bardolph.]
  58. Justice Shallow
  59. 2762 Davy!
  60. Davy
  61. 2763 Your worship! I'll be with you straight
  62. [To BARDOLPH.]
  63. Davy
  64. 2764 .
  65. 2765 A cup of wine, sir?
  66. Justice Silence
  67. 2766 A cup of wine that 's brisk and fine,
  68. [Singing.]
  69. Justice Silence
  70. 2767 And drink unto the leman mine;
  71. 2768 And a merry heart lives long-a.
  72. Sir John Falstaff
  73. 2769 Well said, Master Silence.
  74. Justice Silence
  75. 2770 An we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet o' the night.
  76. Sir John Falstaff
  77. 2771 Health and long life to you, Master Silence!
  78. Justice Silence
  79. 2772 Fill the cup, and let it come,
  80. [Singing.]
  81. Justice Silence
  82. 2773 I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom.
  83. Justice Shallow
  84. 2774 Honest Bardolph, welcome: if thou wantest anything and
  85. 2775 wilt not call, beshrew thy heart. Welcome, my little tiny thief
  86. [to the Page]
  87. Justice Shallow
  88. 2776 ,
  89. 2777 and welcome indeed too. I'll drink to Master Bardolph, and to all
  90. 2778 the cavaleros about London.
  91. Davy
  92. 2779 I hope to see London once ere I die.
  93. Bardolph
  94. 2780 An I might see you there, Davy,—
  95. Justice Shallow
  96. 2781 By the mass, you'll crack a quart together, ha! will you not,
  97. 2782 Master Bardolph?
  98. Bardolph
  99. 2783 Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.
  100. Justice Shallow
  101. 2784 By God's liggens, I thank thee: the knave will stick by thee, I
  102. 2785 can assure thee that. A' will not out; he is true bred.
  103. Bardolph
  104. 2786 And I'll stick by him, sir.
  105. Justice Shallow
  106. 2787 Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing: be merry.
  107. [Knocking within.]
  108. Justice Shallow
  109. 2788 Look who 's at door there, ho! who knocks?
  110. [Exit Davy.]
  111. Sir John Falstaff
  112. 2789 Why, now you have done me right.
  113. [To Silence, seeing him take off a bumper.]
  114. Justice Silence
  115. 2790 Do me right,
  116. [Singing.]
  117. Justice Silence
  118. 2791 And dub me knight:
  119. 2792 Samingo.
  120. 2793 Is't not so?
  121. Sir John Falstaff
  122. 2794 'Tis so.
  123. Justice Silence
  124. 2795 Is't so? Why then, say an old man can do somewhat.
  125. [Re-enter Davy.]
  126. Davy
  127. 2796 An't please your worship, there 's one Pistol come from the
  128. 2797 court with news.
  129. Sir John Falstaff
  130. 2798 From the court? Let him come in.
  131. [Enter Pistol.]
  132. Sir John Falstaff
  133. 2799 How now, Pistol!
  134. Pistol
  135. 2800 Sir John, God save you!
  136. Sir John Falstaff
  137. 2801 What wind blew you hither, Pistol?
  138. Pistol
  139. 2802 Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. Sweet knight,
  140. 2803 thou art now one of the greatest men in this realm.
  141. Justice Silence
  142. 2804 By'r lady, I think a' be, but goodman Puff of Barson.
  143. Pistol
  144. 2805 Puff!
  145. 2806 Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!
  146. 2807 Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,
  147. 2808 And helter-skelter have I rode to thee,
  148. 2809 And tidings do I bring and lucky joys
  149. 2810 And golden times and happy news of price.
  150. Sir John Falstaff
  151. 2811 I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this world.
  152. Pistol
  153. 2812 A foutre for the world and worldlings base!
  154. 2813 I speak of Africa and golden joys.
  155. Sir John Falstaff
  156. 2814 O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
  157. 2815 Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.
  158. Justice Silence
  159. 2816 And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.
  160. [Singing.]
  161. Pistol
  162. 2817 Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons?
  163. 2818 And shall good news be baffled?
  164. 2819 Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.
  165. Justice Shallow
  166. 2820 Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding.
  167. Pistol
  168. 2821 Why then, lament therefore.
  169. Justice Shallow
  170. 2822 Give me pardon, sir: if, sir, you come with news from the
  171. 2823 court, I take it there 's but two ways, either to utter them, or
  172. 2824 conceal them.
  173. 2825 I am, sir, under the king, in some authority.
  174. Pistol
  175. 2826 Under which king, Besonian? speak, or die.
  176. Justice Shallow
  177. 2827 Under King Harry.
  178. Pistol
  179. 2828 Harry the Fourth? or Fifth?
  180. Justice Shallow
  181. 2829 Harry the Fourth.
  182. Pistol
  183. 2830 A foutre for thine office!
  184. 2831 Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king;
  185. 2832 Harry the Fifth's the man. I speak the truth.
  186. 2833 When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like
  187. 2834 The bragging Spaniard.
  188. Sir John Falstaff
  189. 2835 What, is the old king dead?
  190. Pistol
  191. 2836 As nail in door: the things I speak are just.
  192. Sir John Falstaff
  193. 2837 Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert Shallow,
  194. 2838 choose what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine. Pistol, I
  195. 2839 will double-charge thee with dignities.
  196. Bardolph
  197. 2840 O joyful day!
  198. 2841 I would not take a knighthood for my fortune.
  199. Pistol
  200. 2842 What! I do bring good news.
  201. Sir John Falstaff
  202. 2843 Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my Lord Shallow,—
  203. 2844 be what thou wilt; I am fortune's steward—get on thy boots:
  204. 2845 we'll ride all night. O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!
  205. [Exit Bardolph.]
  206. Sir John Falstaff
  207. 2846 Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal devise something to do
  208. 2847 thyself good. Boot, boot, Master Shallow: I know the young king is
  209. 2848 sick for me. Let us take any man's horses; the laws of England are at
  210. 2849 my commandment. Blessed are they that have been my friends; and woe
  211. 2850 to my lord chief-justice!
  212. Pistol
  213. 2851 Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!
  214. 2852 "Where is the life that late I led?" say they:
  215. 2853 Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant days!
  216. [Exeunt.]