It pleas'd your Highness to forget my place,
The Majefty and pow'r of law and justice,
And struck me in the very feat of judgment.
I gave bold way to my authority,

And did commit you. If the deed were ill,
Queftion your royal thoughts, make the cafe yours.
Hear your own dignity fo much profan'd,
Behold yourself fo by a fon difdain'd:
And then imagine me taking your part,
And in your pow'r, checking your daring fon.
Then, as you are a King, speak in your state,
What I have done, that misbecame my place,
My perfon, or my liege's fov'reignty.

King. My Lord Chief Juftice!

weigh the cause

well you

Therefore still bear the balance and the fword;
O may you profper long in your fair honors,
And may I long be bless'd with such a man,
Who deals impartial justice on a Prince;

And no less happy in a fon, who deigns
Thus humbly to deliver up
his greatness
Into the hands of juftice. You committed me,
For which I here commit into your hand
The sword unftain'd that you were wont to bear.
With this condition, that you ever use it,
With the fame bold, juft, and impartial spirit,
As you have done against me.-There's my hand!
(Ch. Just. kneels, and kisses the King's hand.

You fhall be as a guardian to my youth.
Within my father's tomb lie my affections;
And with his fpirit firmly I survive,
To mock the expectation of the world,
And fruftrate prophecies. The tide of blood
Hath fondly ebb'd in vanity till now;

But now it turns, and flows in Majesty.

Hence will we chufe fuch men of noble counfel,
That the great body of our state may go
In equal rank with the best-govern'd nation.
So,-God directing all my good intents,-
No Prince, or fubject fhall have caufe to fay:
Heav'n fhorten Harry's happy life one day!

(Exeunt.

SCENE V.

A Street.

Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, PISTOL,
BARDOLPH, PAGE.

Fal. Stand here by me, Mafter Robert Shallow I will make the King do you grace. I will leer upon him as he comes by, and do but mark the countenance that he will give me.

Pist. Bless thy fweet lungs, good Knight!

Fal. O, if I had had time to make new liveries, I would have bestowed the thousand pounds I borrowed of you, Mafter Shallow but it is no matter, this poor fhew does better; this doth infer the zeal I had to fee him.

Shal. It doth fo.

Fal. It fhews my earnestness of affection.

Shal. It doth fo.

Fal. My devotion.

Shal. It doth, it doth, it doth.

Fal. As it were to ride day and night, and not to deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience to shift me.

Shal. It is most certain.

Fal. But to stand stained with travel, and panting with defire to see him, thinking of nothing elfe, putting all affairs in oblivion, as if there were nothing else to be done, but to fee him.

Pist. 'Tis semper idem, for absque hoc nihil est. 'Tis all in every part.

Shal. 'Tis fo indeed.

(Trumpets)-Enter the KING, LANCASTER, GLOSTER, WESTMORELAND, CH. JUSTICE, &c. Fal. Heav'n fave thy Grace, King Hal, my royal Hal!

Pist. The Heav'ns thee guard and keep, moft royal imp of fame!

Fal. Heav'n fave thee, my fweet boy!

King. My Lord Chief Juftice, fpeak to that vain man!

Ch. Just. Have you your wits? Know you to whom you speak?

Fal. My King, my Jove! I fpeak to thee, my heart!

King. I know thee not, old man, fall to

pray'rs !

thy

gape

How ill white hairs become a fool and jefter!
I have long dream'd of fuch a kind of man,
So furfeit-swell'd, fo old and fo profane.
But now awaken'd, I defpife my dream.-
Leave gormandizing! Know the grave doth
For thee thrice wider than for other men.-
Reply not to me with a fool-born jeft;
Prefume not, that I am the thing I was:
For Heaven knows, fo fhall the world perceive,
That I have tura'd away my former felf,
So will I thofe that kept me company.

When thou shalt hear I am as I have been,
Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast,
The tutor and the feeder of my riots.-
'Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death,
As I have done the reft of my misleaders,

Not

Not to come near our perfon, by ten miles.
For competence of life I will allow you,
That lack of means inforce you not to evil.
And, as we hear that you reform yourselves,
We will, according to your qualities,

Give you advancement.-Be't your charge, my Lord,

To fee perform'd the tenor of our word.

(Exeunt KING and his train.

Fal. (after a long pause) Mafter Shallow !-I owe you a thousand pounds.

Shal. Ay marry, Sir John, which I beseech

to let me have home with me.

you

Fal. That can hardly be, Mafter Shallow. Do not you grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private to him look you, he must feem thus to the world. Fear not your advancement: I will be the man yet, that shall make you great.

Shal. I cannot perceive how, unless you give me your doublet, and ftuff me out with straw. I beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred of my thoufand.

Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word. What you have heard was but a color.

Shal. A color, I fear, that will die 'in, Sir John.
Fal. Fear no colors-go with me to dinner ;

-come,