This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882* Excerpt: ... faies your grace? FaL His grace faies that which his fle/h rebels against. Peyto kpockes at doore. Host. Whoknockessolowdatdoore? looketoo'th doore there Francis. 'Prince Peyto, how now, what newes? Peyto TheKingyourfatherisat Weminster, And there are twenty weake and wearied postes, Come from the North, and as I came along I met and ouertooke a dozen captames, Bareheaded/wcating, knocking at the Tauernes, And asking euery one for sir IohnFalstaffe. Prince By heauen Poines, I seele me much too blame, So idely to prophane the precious time, When tempest of commotion like the south, Borne with blacke vapour, doth begin to melt, And drop vpon our bare vnarmed heads, Giue me my sword and cloke: FalstafFe, good night. Exeunt'Prince aniToynet. Tat Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night,& we must hence and leaue it vnpickt;more knocking at the doore? how now, whatsthe matter; E 3 Bar. J. vcjccurta van oj "Bar, You must away to court sir presently, A dozen captaines stay at doore for you. Fa/, Pay the musitianssirra/arewelhostesse, farewel Dol, you see (roy good wcnches)how men of merit are sought af-ter, the vndeseruer may fleepe, when the man of action is calld onrewcll good wenches, if I bee not sent away poste, I will sec you againe ere I goe. Do(. I cannot speaketif my heart be not ready to burst: wd sweete Iackehaue a care of thy seise. Fat Farewell.farewell. exit. Host. Welfare thee well, I haue knownethee these twenty nine yearcs. comepease-cod time, but an honester, and truer hearted mantwel fare thee weL "Sdrd. Mistns Tere sheete. Host. W hats the matter? 4 Bard. Bid mistris Tere-sheete come to my master. Host. O runne Doll, runne, runne good Doll, come, flie comes blubberd, yea wUl you come Doll exeunt, SntertkeKing vthisnight-gowne alone-Kin...