horses. : If I were faw'd into quantities, I fhould make four dozen of fuch bearded hermites-ftaves as mafter Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to fee the femblable coherence of his mens' spirits and his: they, by observing of him, do bear themselves like foolish juftices; he, by converfing with them, is turn'd into a juftice-like fervingman. Their spirits are fo married in conjunction, with the participation of fociety, that they flock together in confent, like, fo many wild Geefe. If I had a fuit to mafter Shallow, I would humour his men with the imputation of being near their mafter if to his men, I would curry with mafter Shallow, that no man could better command his fervants. It is certain, that either wife Bearing or ignorant Carriage is caught, as men take diseases, one of another : therefore let men take heed of their company.. I will dévise matter enough out of this Shallow to keep Prince Henry in continual laughter the wearing out of fix fashions, which is four terms or two actions, and he shall laugh without Intervallums. O, it is much, that a lie with a flight oath, and a jeft with a fad brow, will do with a fellow that never had the ache in his fhoulders. O, you shall see him laugh, till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up, Shal. [within.] Sir John Fal. I come, mafter Shallow; I come, mafter Shallow. [Exit Falstaff. SCENE changes to the Court, in London. Enter the Earl of Warwick and the Lord Chief Justice, War. TOW now, my lord Chief Juftice, whither Haway? Ch. Juft. How doth the King? War. Exceeding well: his cares are now all ended. Ch. Juft. I hope, not dead? War. He's walk'd the way of Nature; And to our purposes he lives no more. Ch. Juft. I would, his Majefty had call'd me with him. VOL. IV. Μ The The fervice, that I truly did his life, War. Indeed, I think, the young King loves you not. Enter Lord John of Lancaster, Gloucester, and Clarence, Ch. Juftice. Alas, I fear, all will be overturn'd. Glou. Clar. Good morrow, cousin. Lan. We meet, like men that had forgot to speak. War. We do remember; but our argument Is all too heavy to admit much Talk. Lan. Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy! Ch. Juft. Peace be with us, left we be heavier ! Glou. O, good my lord, you've loft a friend indeed; And I dare fwear, you borrow not that face Of feeming forrow; it is, fure, your own. Lan. Tho' no man be affur'd what grace to find, You ftand in coldest expectation. I am the forrier; 'would, 'twere otherwise. Clar. Well, you must now speak Sir John Falflaff fair, Which fwims against your ftream of quality. Ch. Fuft. Sweet Princes, what I did, I did in Honour, Led by th' impartial conduct of my foul; And never shall you fee, that I will beg A ragged and forestall'd remiffion. If truth and upright innocency fail me, I'll to the King my mafter that is dead, And tell him who hath fent me after him. War. Here comes the Prince. Enter Enter Prince Henry... Ch. Juft. Heav'n fave your Majesty ! K. Henry. This new and gorgeous garment, Majesty, Sits not fo eafie on me, as you think.. Brothers, you mix your fadness with fome fear : But Harry Harry. Yet be fad, good brothers, That I will deeply put the fashion on, And wear it in my heart. Why then, be fad ; Lan. &c. We hope no other from your Majesty. [To the Ch. Juft. Ch. Juft. I am affur'd, if I be meafur'd rightly, Your Majesty hath no just cause to hate me. K. Henry. No! might a Prince of my great hopes forget So great indignities you laid upon me? What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison And And ftruck me in my very Seat of Judgment: ; And did commit you. If the deed were ill, P. Henry. You are right Juftice, and you weigh this well, Therefore still bear the balance and the sword: And I do wish, your Honours may increase, Into the hand of justice. You committed me; For which I do commit into your hand Th' unstained sword that you have us'd to bear; My My voice shall found, as you do prompt mine ear; To your well-practis'd wife directions. And, Princes all, believe me, I beseech you; (18) My Father is gone wail'd into bis Grave, (For in bis Tomb lye my Affections)] This ridculous Reading (which, I prefume, is Mr. Pope's Conjecture, unfupported by Authorities, or Reafon;) is not only Nonsense in it felf, but is the Caufe that Nonfenfe poffeffes the following Verses. The Poet certainly wrote, as I have reftor'd with all the old Copies. "My Father, fays the Prince, is gone wild " into his Grave, for now all my wild Affections lye intomb'd "with him and I furvive, with his fober Spirit and Difpo"fition, to disappoint thofe Expectations the Publick have "form'd of me. This the Prince had refolv'd to do, upon his Father's Demife; as we have heard from his owr Mouth: If I do feign, O, let me in my prefent Wildness dye: And never live to shew th' incredulous World The noble Change that I have purposed! That he did make this Change, we hear from the Archbishop in the Beginning of Henry V. The Breath no fooner left bis Father's body, But that his Wildness, mortified in him, These two Quotations very plainly affert our Poet's Reading, and are flagrant Teftimonies of Mr. Pope's unhappy Fatality in gueffing wrong. ·M 3 And |