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We have supplies to second our attempt ;
too shallow, To sound the bottom of the after-times. West. Pleaseth your grace, to answer them di
rectly, How far-forth you do like their articles ? P. John. I like them all, and do allow 2 them
well : And swear here, by the honor of my blood, My father's purposes have been mistook; And some about him have too lavishly Wrested his meaning and authority. My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd; Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please you, Discharge your powers unto their several counties, As we will ours; and, here, between the armies, Let's drink together friendly, and embrace ; That all their eyes may bear those tokens home Of our restored love and amity. Arch. I take your princely word for these re.
dresses. P. John. I give it you, and will maintain my
And thereupon I drink unto your grace.
Has. Go, captain, [to an Officer.] and deliver to
love to you
This news of peace; let them have pay, and part :
[Exit Officer. Arch. To you, my noble lord of Westmoreland. West. I pledge your grace: and, if you knew
Arch. I do not doubt you.
I am glad of it.
Mow. You wish me health in very happy season; For I am, on the sudden, something ill.
Arch. Against ill chances, men are ever merry ; But heaviness foreruns the good event.
West. Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden
Serves to say thus ;-Some good thing comes to
morrow. Arch. Believe me, I am passing light in spirit. Mow. So much the worse, if your own rule be true.
[shouts within. P. John. The word of peace is render’d. Hark,
how they shout! Mow. This had been cheerful after victory. · Arch. A peace is of the nature of a conquest; For then both parties nobly are subdued,
And neither party loser.
Go, my lord,
[Exit Westmoreland. And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains March by us, that we may peruse the men We should have coped withal. Arch.
Go, good lord Hastings, And, ere they be dismiss'd, let them march by.
[Exit Hastings. P. John. I trust, my lords, we shall lie to-night
Re-enter WESTMORELAND. Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still ? West. The leaders, having charge from you to
stand, Will not go off until they hear you speak.
P. John. They know their duties.
Has. My lord, our army is dispersed already : Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their courses East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up, Each hurries toward his home and sporting-place. West. Good tidings, my lord Hastings; for the
which I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason : And you, lord archbishop; and you, lord Mow
Of capital treason I attach
I pawn'd thee none :
Another part of the forest. Alarums. Excursions. Enter FALSTAFF and coLE
VILE meeting. Fal. What's your name, sir? of what condition are you? and of what place, I pray?
Cole. I am a knight, sir; and my name is Colevile of the dale.
Fal. Well, then, Colevile is your name; a knight
your degree; and your place, the dale : Colevile shall still be your name; a traitor your degree; and the dungeon your place,-a place deep enough; so shall you
still be Colevile of the dale. Cole. Are not you sir John Falstaff?
Fal. As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye yield, sir ? or shall I sweat for you? If I do sweat, they are drops of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death : therefore rouse up fear and trembling, and do observance to my mercy.
Cole. I think you are sir John Falstaff ; and, in that thought, yield me.
Fal. I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of mine, and not a tongue of them all speaks any other word but my name. An I had but a belly of any indifferency, I were simply the most active fellow in Europe : my womb, my womb, my womb undoes me. Here comes our general.
Enter PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, WESTMORELAND,
P. John. The heat is past; follow no farther
now: Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.
[Exit Westmoreland. Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while ? When every thing is ended, then you come. These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life, One time or other break some gallows' back.
Ful. I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be