The Life of Henry the Fifth: ACT II
Introduction ACT I ACT II PROLOGUE SCENE I. London. A street. SCENE II. Southampton. A council-chamber. SCENE III. London. Before a tavern. SCENE IV. France. The KING'S palace. ACT III ACT IV ACT V About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE III. London. Before a tavern. Enter PISTOL, Hostess, NYM, BARDOLPH, and Boy Hostess       Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me bring thee to Staines. PISTOL       No; for my manly heart doth yearn.       Bardolph, be blithe: Nym, rouse thy vaunting veins:       Boy, bristle thy courage up; for Falstaff he is dead, 5     And we must yearn therefore. BARDOLPH       Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in       heaven or in hell! Hostess       Nay, sure, he's not in hell: he's in Arthur's       bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. A' made 10    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 15    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' 20    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 25    they were as cold as any stone, and so upward and       upward, and all was as cold as any stone. NYM       They say he cried out of sack. Hostess       Ay, that a' did. BARDOLPH       And of women. Hostess 30    Nay, that a' did not. Boy       Yes, that a' did; and said they were devils       incarnate. Hostess       A' could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour he       never liked. Boy 35    A' said once, the devil would have him about women. Hostess       A' did in some sort, indeed, handle women; but then       he was rheumatic, and talked of the whore of Babylon. Boy       Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick upon       Bardolph's nose, and a' said it was a black soul 40    burning in hell-fire? BARDOLPH       Well, the fuel is gone that maintained that fire:       that's all the riches I got in his service. NYM       Shall we shog? the king will be gone from       Southampton. PISTOL 45    Come, let's away. My love, give me thy lips.       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, 50    And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck:       Therefore, Caveto be thy counsellor.       Go, clear thy crystals. Yoke-fellows in arms,       Let us to France; like horse-leeches, my boys,       To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck! Boy 55    And that's but unwholesome food they say. PISTOL       Touch her soft mouth, and march. BARDOLPH       Farewell, hostess. Kissing her NYM       I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; but, adieu. PISTOL       Let housewifery appear: keep close, I thee command. Hostess 60    Farewell; adieu. Exeunt Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene