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| Henry V
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Enter PISTOL, Hostess, NYM, BARDOLPH, and BoyHostess
Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me bring thee to Staines.PISTOL
No; for my manly heart doth yearn.BARDOLPH
Bardolph, be blithe: Nym, rouse thy vaunting veins:
Boy, bristle thy courage up; for Falstaff he is dead,
And we must yearn therefore.
Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either inHostess
heaven or in hell!
Nay, sure, he's not in hell: he's in Arthur'sNYM
bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. A' made
a finer end and went away an it had been any
christom child; a' parted even just between twelve
and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after
I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with
flowers and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew
there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as
a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. 'How now,
sir John!' quoth I 'what, man! be o' good
cheer.' So a' cried out 'God, God, God!' three or
four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him a'
should not think of God; I hoped there was no need
to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So
a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my
hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as
cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and
they were as cold as any stone, and so upward and
upward, and all was as cold as any stone.
They say he cried out of sack.Hostess
Ay, that a' did.BARDOLPH
And of women.Hostess
Nay, that a' did not.Boy
Yes, that a' did; and said they were devilsHostess
incarnate.
A' could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour heBoy
never liked.
A' said once, the devil would have him about women.Hostess
A' did in some sort, indeed, handle women; but thenBoy
he was rheumatic, and talked of the whore of Babylon.
Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick uponBARDOLPH
Bardolph's nose, and a' said it was a black soul
burning in hell-fire?
Well, the fuel is gone that maintained that fire:NYM
that's all the riches I got in his service.
Shall we shog? the king will be gone fromPISTOL
Southampton.
Come, let's away. My love, give me thy lips.Boy
Look to my chattels and my movables:
Let senses rule; the word is 'Pitch and Pay:'
Trust none;
For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,
And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck:
Therefore, Caveto be thy counsellor.
Go, clear thy c rystals. Yoke-fellows in arms,
Let us to France; like horse-leeches, my boys,
To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck!
And that's but unwholesome food they say.PISTOL
Touch her soft mouth, and march.BARDOLPH
Farewell, hostess.NYM
Kissing her
I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; but, adieu.PISTOL
Let housewifery appear: keep close, I thee command.Hostess
Farewell; adieu.
Exeunt
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