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        Enter 'Francis; a' Drawer。 

        Fran。 Anon; anon; sir。… Look down into the Pomgarnet; Ralph。 Prince。 

Come hither; Francis。 Fran。 My lord? Prince。 How long hast thou to serve; 

Francis?   Fran。   Forsooth;   five   years;   and   as   much   as   to…   Poins。   'within' 

Francis! Fran。 Anon; anon; sir。 Prince。 Five year! by'r Lady; a long lease 

for the clinking of Pewter。 But; Francis; darest thou be so valiant as to play 

the coward with thy indenture and show it a fair pair of heels and run from 



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it? Fran。 O Lord; sir; I'll be sworn upon all the books in England I could 

find in my heart… Poins。 'within' Francis! Fran。 Anon; sir。 Prince。 How old 

art   thou;   Francis?   Fran。   Let   me   see。 About   Michaelmas   next   I   shall   be… 

Poins。 'within' Francis! Fran。 Anon; sir。 Pray stay a little; my lord。 Prince。 

Nay;     but   hark   you;    Francis。    For   the   sugar    thou   gavest    me…    'twas   a 

pennyworth; wast not? Fran。 O Lord! I would it had been two! Prince。 I 

will give thee for it a thousand pound。 Ask me when thou wilt; and; thou 

shalt   have   it。   Poins。   'within'   Francis!   Fran。   Anon;   anon。   Prince。   Anon; 

Francis? No; Francis; but to…morrow; Francis; or; Francis; a Thursday; or 

indeed; Francis; when thou wilt。 But Francis… Fran。 My lord? Prince。 Wilt 

thou   rob   this   leathern…jerkin;   crystal…button;   not…pated;   agate…ring;   puke… 

stocking; caddis…garter; smooth…tongue; Spanish…pouch… Fran。 O Lord; sir; 

who   do   you   mean?   Prince。   Why   then;   your   brown   bastard   is   your   only 

drink;   for   look   you;   Francis;   your   white   canvas   doublet   will   sully。   In 

Barbary; sir; it cannot come to so much。 Fran。 What; sir? Poins。 'within' 

Francis! Prince。 Away; you rogue! Dost thou not hear them call? Here they 

both call him。 The Drawer stands amazed; not knowing which way to go。 

       Enter Vintner。 

       Vint。 What; stand'st thou still; and hear'st such a calling? Look to the 

guests   within。   'Exit   Francis。'   My   lord;   old   Sir   John;   with   half…a…dozen 

more; are at the door。 Shall I let them in? Prince。 Let them alone awhile; 

and then open the door。 'Exit Vintner。' Poins! Poins。 'within' Anon; anon; 

sir。 

       Enter Poins。 

       Prince。   Sirrah;   Falstaff   and   the   rest   of   the   thieves   are   at   the   door。 

Shall we be merry? Poins。 As merry as crickets; my lad。 But hark ye; what 

cunning match have you made with this jest of the drawer? Come; what's 

the issue? Prince。 I am now of all humours that have showed themselves 

humours   since   the   old   days   of   goodman Adam   to   the   pupil   age   of   this 

present this twelve o'clock at midnight。 'Enter Francis。' 

       What's   o'clock;   Francis?   Fran。 Anon;   anon;   sir。   'Exit。'   Prince。   That 

ever this fellow should have fewer words than a parrot; and yet the son of 

a woman! His industry is upstairs and downstairs; his eloquence the parcel 

of a reckoning。 I am not yet of Percy's mind; the Hotspur of the North; he 



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that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast; washes his 

hands; and says to his wife; 'Fie upon this quiet life! I want work。' 'O my 

sweet Harry;' says she; 'how many hast thou kill'd to…day?' 'Give my roan 

horse   a   drench;'   says   he;   and   answers   'Some   fourteen;'   an   hour   after;   'a 

trifle;   a   trifle。'   I   prithee   call   in   Falstaff。   I'll   play   Percy;   and   that   damn'd 

brawn shall play Dame Mortimer his wife。 'Rivo!' says the drunkard。 Call 

in ribs; call in tallow。 

       Enter   Falstaff;   'Gadshill;   Bardolph;   and   Peto;   Francis   follows   with 

wine'。 Poins。 Welcome; Jack。 Where hast thou been? Fal。 A plague of all 

cowards; I say; and a vengeance too! Marry and amen! Give me a cup of 

sack; boy。 Ere I lead this life long; I'll sew nether…stocks; and mend them 

and foot them too。 A plague of all cowards! Give me a cup of sack; rogue。 

Is there no virtue extant? He drinketh。 Prince。 Didst thou never see Titan 

kiss a dish of butter? Pitiful…hearted butter; that melted at the sweet tale of 

the sun! If thou didst; then behold that compound。 Fal。 You rogue; here's 

lime in this sack too! There is nothing but roguery to be found in villanous 

man。 Yet a coward is worse than a cup of sack with lime in it… a villanous 

coward!   Go   thy   ways;   old   Jack;   die   when   thou   wilt;   if   manhood;   good 

manhood;   be   not   forgot   upon   the   face   of   the   earth;   then   am   I   a   shotten 

herring。 There lives not three good men unhang'd in England; and one of 

them is fat; and grows old。 God help the while! A bad world; I say。 I would 

I were a weaver; I could sing psalms or anything。 A plague of all cowards I 

say still! Prince。 How now; woolsack? What mutter you? Fal。 A king's son! 

If I do not beat thee out of thy kingdom with a dagger of lath and drive all 

thy subjects afore thee like a flock of wild geese; I'll never wear hair on 

my   face   more。 You   Prince   of Wales?   Prince。   Why;   you   whoreson   round 

man; what's the matter? Fal。 Are not you a coward? Answer me to that… 

and Poins there? Poins。 Zounds; ye fat paunch; an ye call me coward; by 

the Lord; I'll stab thee。 Fal。 I call thee coward? I'll see thee damn'd ere I 

call thee coward; but I would give a thousand pound I could run as fast as 

thou   canst。 You   are   straight   enough   in   the   shoulders;   you   care   not   who 

sees Your back。 Call you that backing of your friends? A plague upon such 

backing! Give me them that will face me。 Give me a cup of sack。 I am a 

rogue if I drunk to…day。 Prince。 O villain! thy lips are scarce wip'd since 



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thou drunk'st last。 Fal。 All is one for that。 (He drinketh。) A plague of all 

cowards   still   say   I。   Prince。   What's   the   matter?   Fal。   What's   the   matter? 

There be four of us here have ta'en a thousand pound this day  morning。 

Prince。 Where is it; Jack? Where is it? Fal。 Where is it; Taken from us it is。 

A hundred upon poor four of us! Prince。 What; a hundred; man? Fal。 I am 

a   rogue   if   I   were   not   at   half…sword   with   a   dozen   of   them   two   hours 

together。   I   have   scap'd   by   miracle。   I   am   eight   times   thrust   through   the 

doublet; four through the hose; my buckler cut through and through; my 

sword hack'd like a handsaw… ecce signum! I never dealt better since I was 

a man。 All would not do。 A plague of all cowards! Let them speak; If they 

speak more or less than truth; they are villains and the sons of darkness。 

Prince。 Speak; sirs。 How was it? Gads。 We four set upon some dozen… Fal。 

Sixteen at least; my lord。 Gads。 And bound them。 Peto。 No; no; they were 

not bound。 Fal。 You rogue; they were bound; every man of them; or I am a 

Jew   else…   an   Ebrew   Jew。   Gads。 As   we   were   sharing;   some   six   or   seven 

fresh men sea upon us… Fal。 And unbound the rest; and then come in the 

other。 Prince。 What; fought you with them all? Fal。 All? I know not what 

you call all; but if I fought not with fifty of them; I am a bunch of radish! 

If there were not two or three and fifty upon poor old Jack; then am I no 

two…legg'd creature。 Prince。 Pray God you have not murd'red some of them。 

Fal。 Nay; that's past praying for。 I have pepper'd two of them。 Two I am 

sure I have paid; two rogues in buckram suits。 I tell thee what; Hal… if I tell 

thee a lie; spit in my face; call me horse。 Thou knowest my old ward。 Here 

I lay; and thus I bore my point

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