Shal. What thinke you (Sir Iohn) a good limb"d fellow: yong, strong, and of good friends
Fal. Is thy name Mouldie?
Moul. Yea, if it please you
Fal. "Tis the more time thou wert vs"d
Shal. Ha, ha, ha, most excellent. Things that are mouldie, lacke vse: very singular good. Well saide Sir Iohn, very well said
Fal. p.r.i.c.ke him
Moul. I was p.r.i.c.kt well enough before, if you could haue let me alone: my old Dame will be vndone now, for one to doe her Husbandry, and her Drudgery; you need not to haue p.r.i.c.kt me, there are other men fitter to goe out, then I
Fal. Go too: peace Mouldie, you shall goe. Mouldie, it is time you were spent
Moul. Spent?
Shallow. Peace, fellow, peace; stand aside: Know you where you are? For the other sir Iohn: Let me see: Simon Shadow
Fal. I marry, let me haue him to sit vnder: he"s like to be a cold souldier
Shal. Where"s Shadow?
Shad. Heere sir
Fal. Shadow, whose sonne art thou?
Shad. My Mothers sonne, Sir
Falst. Thy Mothers sonne: like enough, and thy Fathers shadow: so the sonne of the Female, is the shadow of the Male: it is often so indeede, but not of the Fathers substance
Shal. Do you like him, sir Iohn?
Falst. Shadow will serue for Summer: p.r.i.c.ke him: For wee haue a number of shadowes to fill vppe the Muster-Booke
Shal. Thomas Wart?
Falst. Where"s he?
Wart. Heere sir
Falst. Is thy name Wart?
Wart. Yea sir
Fal. Thou art a very ragged Wart
Shal. Shall I p.r.i.c.ke him downe, Sir Iohn?
Falst. It were superfluous: for his apparrel is built vpon his backe, and the whole frame stands vpon pins: p.r.i.c.k him no more
Shal. Ha, ha, ha, you can do it sir: you can doe it: I commend you well.
Francis Feeble
Feeble. Heere sir
Shal. What Trade art thou Feeble?
Feeble. A Womans Taylor sir
Shal. Shall I p.r.i.c.ke him, sir?
Fal. You may: But if he had beene a mans Taylor, he would haue p.r.i.c.k"d you. Wilt thou make as many holes in an enemies Battaile, as thou hast done in a Womans petticote?
Feeble. I will doe my good will sir, you can haue no more
Falst. Well said, good Womans Tailour: Well sayde Couragious Feeble: thou wilt bee as valiant as the wrathfull Doue, or most magnanimous Mouse. p.r.i.c.ke the womans Taylour well Master Shallow, deepe Maister Shallow
Feeble. I would Wart might haue gone sir
Fal. I would thou wert a mans Tailor, that y might"st mend him, and make him fit to goe. I cannot put him to a priuate souldier, that is the Leader of so many thousands.
Let that suffice, most Forcible Feeble
Feeble. It shall suffice
Falst. I am bound to thee, reuerend Feeble. Who is the next?
Shal. Peter Bulcalfe of the Greene
Falst. Yea marry, let vs see Bulcalfe
Bul. Heere sir
Fal. Trust me, a likely Fellow. Come, p.r.i.c.ke me Bulcalfe till he roare againe
Bul. Oh, good my Lord Captaine
Fal. What? do"st thou roare before th"art p.r.i.c.kt
Bul. Oh sir, I am a diseased man
Fal. What disease hast thou?
Bul. A whorson cold sir, a cough sir, which I caught with Ringing in the Kings affayres, vpon his Coronation day, sir
Fal. Come, thou shalt go to the Warres in a Gowne: we will haue away thy Cold, and I will take such order, that thy friends shall ring for thee. Is heere all?
Shal. There is two more called then your number: you must haue but foure heere sir, and so I pray you go in with me to dinner
Fal. Come, I will goe drinke with you, but I cannot tarry dinner. I am glad to see you in good troth, Master Shallow
Shal. O sir Iohn, doe you remember since wee lay all night in the Winde-mill, in S[aint]. Georges Field
Falstaffe. No more of that good Master Shallow: No more of that
Shal. Ha? it was a merry night. And is Iane Nightworke aliue?
Fal. She liues, M[aster]. Shallow
Shal. She neuer could away with me
Fal. Neuer, neuer: she would alwayes say shee could not abide M[aster]. Shallow
Shal. I could anger her to the heart: shee was then a Bona-Roba. Doth she hold her owne well