SCENE VII.
Enter two Grooms, strewing rushes.
1 Groom.
More rushes, more rushes.
2 Groom.
The trumpets have sounded twice.
1 Groom.
It will be two of the clock ere they come from the
coronation: dispatch, dispatch.
[Exeunt Grooms.
Enter Falstaff, Shallow, Pistol, Bardolph, and the Boy.
Fal.
Stand here by me, master Robert Shallow, I will make
the King do you grace: I will lear upon him as he comes by, and
do but mark the countenance that he will give me.
Pist.
Bless thy lungs, good Knight.
Fal.
Come here, Pistol, stand behind me. O, if I had had
time to have made new liveries, I would have bestow'd the thousand
pound I borrow'd of you. But it is no matter, this poor
shew doth better; this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.
Shal.
It doth so.
Fal.
It shews my earnestness of affection.
Pist.
It doth so.
Fal.
My devotion.
Pist.
It doth, it doth, it doth.
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Fal.
As it were to ride day and night, and not to deliberate,
not to remember, not to have patience to shift me.
Shal.
It is most certain.
Fal.
But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with desire
to see him, thinking of nothing else, putting all affairs in
oblivion, as if there were nothing else to be done but to see him.
Pist.
'Tis semper idem; for absque hoc nihil est. 'Tis all in
every part.
Shal.
'Tis so indeed.
Pist.
My Knight, I will enflame thy noble liver, and make
thee rage.
Thy Dol and Helen of thy noble thoughts
Is in base durance and contagious prison;
Hauld thither by mechanick dirty hands.
Rowze up revenge from Ebon den, with fell Alecto's snake,
For Dol is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth.
Fal.
I will deliver her.
Pist.
There roar'd the sea; and trumpet clangour sounds.
George Sewell [1723–5], The works of Shakespear in six [seven] volumes. Collated and Corrected by the former Editions, By Mr. Pope ([Vol. 7] Printed by J. Darby, for A. Bettesworth [and] F. Fayram [etc.], London) [word count] [S11101].
