For thee, thrice wider than for other Men. Fal. That can hardly be, Mr. Shallow. Do not you grieve at this; I fhall be fent for in private to him: Look you, he must seem thus to the World. Fear not your Advancement, I will be the Man yet that shall make you Great. Shal. I cannot well perceive how, unless you should give me your Doublet and stuff me out with Straw. I befeech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred of my thoufand. Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word. This, that you heard, was but a Colour. Shal. A colour, I fear, that you will die in, Sir John. Fal. Fear no Colours, go with me to Dinner: Come Lieutenant Piftol, come Bardolph, I shall be sent for foon at Night. Ch. Juft. Go carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet; Take all his Company along with him. Fal. My Lord, my Lord. Ch. Just Ch. Juft. I cannot now fpeak, I will hear you foon. Take them away. Pift. Si fortuna me tormento, fpera me contento. [Exeums. Manent Lancafter and Chief Justice. Lan. I like this fair proceeding of the King's, He hath intent his wonted Followers Shall be very well provided for; But are banifh'd, 'till their Conversations Lan. The King hath call'd his Parliament, Ch. Juft. He hath. Lan, I will lay odds, that ere this Year expire, Whofe Mufick, to my thinking, pleas'd the King. [Exeunt. 000 EPI EPILOGUE. First, my Fears then, my Courtefie, last, my Speech. My Fear is your Difpleafure; my Courtefie, my Duty; and my Speech, to beg your Pardons, If you look for a good Speech now, you undo me; for what I have to say is of mine own making, and what, indeed, I should fay, will, I doubt, prove mine own Marring. But, to the Purpose, and fo to the Venture. Be it known to you as it is very well, I was lately here in the end of a difpleafing Play, to pray your Patience for it, and to promife you a better; I did mean, indeed, to pay you with this, which if, like an ill Venture, it come unluckily home, I break; and you, my gentle Creditors, lofe. Here I promised you I would be, and here I commit my Body to your Mercies: Bate me fome, and I will pay you fome, and, as most Debtors do, promife you infinitely. If my Tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, willy you com. mand me to use my Legs? And yet that were but light Payment, to Dance out of your Debt: But a good Confcience will make any poffible Satisfaction, and fo will I. All the Gentlewomen here have forgotten me; if the Gentlemen will not, then the Gentlemen do not agree with the Gentlewomen, which wasnever feen before in fuch an Affembly. One word mare, I beseech you; if you be not too much cloid with fat Meat, our humble Author will continue the Story, with Sir John in it, and make you merry with fair Katherine of France; where for any thing I know, Falstaff shall die of a Sweat, unless already he be kill'd with your hard Opinions: For Oldcastle died a Martyr, and this is not the Man. My Tongue is weary, when my Legs are too; I will bid you good Night, and fo kneel down before you; but indeed to pray for the Queen. |