Or it will seek me in another place,
And find me worse provided.

Lady N.

O, fly to Scotland,

Till that the nobles and the arméd commons

Have of their puissance made a little taste.
Lady P. If they get ground and vantage of the
king,

Then join you with them, like a rib of steel,
To make strength stronger; but, for all our loves,
First let them try themselves. So did your son;
He was so suffered; so came I a widow;
And never shall have length of life enough
To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes
That it may grow and sprout as high as heaven,
For recordation to my noble husband.

North. Come, come, go in with me. "T is with my mind

As with the tide swelled up unto its height,
That makes a still-stand, running neither way:
Fain would I go to meet the archbishop,
But many thousand reasons hold me back.
I will resolve for Scotland: there am I,

Till time and vantage crave my company. [Exeunt.

SCENE IV.-London. A Room in the Boar's
Head Tavern, in Eastcheap

Enter two Drawers

1 Draw. What the devil hast thou brought there? apple-johns? thou know'st Sir John cannot endure an apple-john.

2 Draw. Mass, thou sayest true. The prince once set a dish of apple-johns before him, and told him, there were five more Sir Johns; and, putting off his hat, said, 'I will now take my leave of these six dry, round, old, withered knights.' It angered him to the heart; but he hath forgot that.

1 Draw. Why then, cover, and set them down: and see if thou canst find out Sneak's noise; Mistress Tear-sheet would fain have some music. Despatch :-the room where they supped is too hot; they'll come in straight.

2 Draw. Sirrah, here will be the prince, and Master Poins anon; and they will put on two of our jerkins and aprons, and Sir John must not know of it: Bardolph hath brought word.

1 Draw. By the mass, here will be old utis: it will be an excellent stratagem.

2 Draw. I'll see if I can find out Sneak. [Exit.

Enter HOSTESS and DOLL TEAR-SHEET

Host. I' faith, sweetheart, methinks now, you are in an excellent good temperality: your pulsidge beats as extraordinarily as heart would desire; and your colour, I warrant you, is as red as any rose, in good truth, la; but, i' faith, you have drunk too much canaries, and that's a marvellous searching wine, and it perfumes the blood ere one can say,—' What 's this?'-How do you now? Doll. Better than I was :-Hem.

Host. Why, that's well said; a good heart's worth gold.-Lo, here comes Sir John.

Enter FALSTAFF, singing

Fal. When Arthur first in court'-Empty the jordan [Exit Drawer]—' And was a worthy king.' How now, Mistress Doll?

Host. Sick of a calm; yea, good sooth.

Fal. So is all her sect; an they be once in a calm, they are sick.

Doll. You muddy rascal, is that all the comfort you give me ?

Fal. You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll.

Doll. I make them! gluttony and diseases make them; I make them not.

Fal. If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to make the diseases, Doll; we catch of you, Doll, we catch of you; grant that, my poor virtue, grant that.

Doll. Ay, marry,-our chains, and our jewels.

Fal. Your brooches, pearls, and owches: '-for to serve bravely, is to come halting off, you know: to come off the breach with his pike bent bravely, and to surgery bravely; to venture upon the charged chambers bravely,

Doll. Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang yourself!

Host. By my troth, this is the old fashion; you two never meet, but you fall to some discord. You are both, in good troth, as rheumatic as two dry toasts; you cannot one bear with another's confirmities. What the good-year! one must bear, and that must be you: you are the weaker vessel, as they say, the emptier vessel.

Doll. Can a weak empty vessel bear such a huge full hogshead? there's a whole merchant's venture of Bourdeaux stuff in him; you have not seen a hulk better stuffed in the hold.—Come, I'll be friends with thee, Jack: thou art going to the wars; and whether I shall ever see thee again or no, there is nobody cares.

Re-enter Drawer

Draw. Sir, Ancient Pistol's below, and would speak with you.

Doll. Hang him, swaggering rascal! let him not come hither it is the foul-mouthed'st rogue in England.

Host. If he swagger, let him not come here: no, by my faith; I must live among my neighbours; I'll no swaggerers: I am in good name and fame with the very best :-shut the door;-there comes no swaggerers here: I have not lived all this while, to have swaggering now :-shut the door, I pray you.

Fal. Dost thou hear, hostess ?—

Host. Pray you, pacify yourself, Sir John: there comes no swaggerers here.

Fal. Dost thou hear? it is mine ancient.

Host. Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell me your ancient swaggerer comes not in my doors. I was before Master Tisick, the deputy, t' other day; and, as he said to me,—'t was no longer ago than Wednesday last,'Neighbour Quickly,' says he ;Master Dumb, our minister, was by then ;'Neighbour Quickly,' says he, 'receive those that are civil; for,' saith he, 'you are in an ill name: :'