King. You are right, justice, and you weigh this well;
Therefore still bear the balance and the sword:
And I do wish your honours may increase,
Till you do live to see a son of mine105
Offend you, and obey you, as I did.
So shall I live to speak my father's words:
'Happy am I, that have a man so bold,
That dares do justice on my proper son;
And not less happy, having such a son,[4338]110
That would deliver up his greatness so
Into the hands of justice.' You did commit me:[4339]
For which, I do commit into your hand
The unstained sword that you have used to bear;
With this remembrance, that you use the same115
With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit
As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand.
You shall be as a father to my youth:
My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear,
And I will stoop and humble my intents120
To your well-practised wise directions.
And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you;
My father is gone wild into his grave,[4340][4341]
For in his tomb lie my affections;[4340]
And with his spirit sadly I survive,[4342]125
To mock the expectation of the world,
To frustrate prophecies and to raze out
Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down[4343]
After my seeming. The tide of blood in me[4344]
Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now:130
Now doth it turn and ebb back to the sea,
Where it shall mingle with the state of floods[4345]
And flow henceforth in formal majesty.
Now call we our high court of parliament:
And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel,135
That the great body of our state may go
In equal rank with the best govern'd nation;
That war, or peace, or both at once, may be
As things acquainted and familiar to us;
In which you, father, shall have foremost hand.[4346]140
Our coronation done, we will accite,
As I before remember'd, all our state:
And, God consigning to my good intents,[4347]
No prince nor peer shall have just cause to say,
God shorten Harry's happy life one day! [Exeunt.[4348]145
Scene III. Gloucestershire. Shallow's orchard.
Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Silence, Davy, Bardolph, and the Page.[4349]
Shal. Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an[4350]
arbour, we will eat a last year's pippin of my own graffing,[4351]
with a dish of caraways, and so forth: come, cousin Silence:
and then to bed.
Fal. 'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and[4352]5
a rich.
Shal. Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all,
Sir John: marry, good air. Spread, Davy; spread, Davy:
well said, Davy.[4353]
Fal. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your10
serving-man and your husband.[4354]
Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet,
Sir John: by the mass, I have drunk too much sack at[4355]
supper: a good varlet. Now sit down, now sit down:
come, cousin.15
Sil. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a, we shall[4356][4357]
Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer,[4357][4358][4359] [Singing.
And praise God for the merry year;[4358][4360]
When flesh is cheap and females dear,[4358][4361]
And lusty lads roam here and there[4358][4362]20
So merrily,[4358][4363]
And ever among so merrily.[4358]
Fal. There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence,[4364]
I'll give you a health for that anon.[4365]