Fal. I grant ye, upon instinct. Well, he is there too,
and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps more: Worcester
is stolen away to-night; thy father's beard is turned[2517]345
white with the news: you may buy land now as cheap as
stinking mackerel.
Prince. Why, then, it is like, if there come a hot[2518]
June and this civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenheads[2519]
as they buy hob-nails, by the hundreds.[2520]350
Fal. By the mass, lad, thou sayest true; it is like we
shall have good trading that way. But tell me, Hal, art not[2521][2522]
thou horrible afeard? thou being heir-apparent, could the[2522][2523]
world pick thee out three such enemies again as that fiend
Douglas, that spirit Percy, and that devil Glendower? art355
thou not horribly afraid? doth not thy blood thrill at it?[2524]
Prince. Not a whit, i' faith; I lack some of thy instinct.[2525]
Fal. Well, thou wilt be horribly chid to-morrow when[2526]
thou comest to thy father: if thou love me, practise an[2527]
answer.360
Prince. Do thou stand for my father, and examine
me upon the particulars of my life.
Fal. Shall I? content: this chair shall be my state,
this dagger my sceptre, and this cushion my crown.
Prince. Thy state is taken for a joined-stool, thy[2528]365
golden sceptre for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich
crown for a pitiful bald crown!
Fal. Well, an the fire of grace be not quite out of[2529]
thee, now shalt thou be moved. Give me a cup of sack to
make my eyes look red, that it may be thought I have[2530]370
wept; for I must speak in passion, and I will do it in King
Cambyses' vein.
Prince. Well, here is my leg.[2531]