Prince. What wouldst thou think of me, if I should
weep?
Poins. I would think thee a most princely hypocrite.50
Prince. It would be every man's thought; and thou art
a blessed fellow to think as every man thinks: never a man's
thought in the world keeps the road-way better than thine:
every man would think me an hypocrite indeed. And what
accites your most worshipful thought to think so?[3573]55
Poins. Why, because you have been so lewd, and so[3574]
much engraffed to Falstaff.
Prince. And to thee.
Poins. By this light, I am well spoke on; I can hear it[3575]
with mine own ears: the worst that they can say of me is[3576]60
that I am a second brother, and that I am a proper fellow
of my hands; and those two things, I confess, I cannot
help. By the mass, here comes Bardolph.[3577]
Enter Bardolph and Page.[3578]
Prince. And the boy that I gave Falstaff: a' had him[3579]
from me Christian; and look, if the fat villain have not[3580]65
transformed him ape.
Bard. God save your grace![3581]
Prince. And yours, most noble Bardolph!