Shal. Davy!
Davy. Your worship! I'll be with you straight [to[4377]
Bardolph.] A cup of wine, sir?[4377]
Sil. A cup of wine that's brisk and fine,[4359][4378] [Singing.45
And drink unto the leman mine;[4378]
And a merry heart lives long-a.[4378]
Fal. Well said, Master Silence.
Sil. An we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet[4379][4380]
o' the night.[4380][4381]50
Fal. Health and long life to you, Master Silence.
Sil. Fill the cup, and let it come;[4382][4383] [Singing.
I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom.[4382][4384]
Shal. Honest Bardolph, welcome: if thou wantest any
thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart. Welcome, my55
little tiny thief [to the Page], and welcome indeed too. I'll[4385]
drink to Master Bardolph, and to all the cavaleros about[4386]
London.
Davy. I hope to see London once ere I die.[4387]
Bard. An I might see you there, Davy,—[4388]60