Page 669 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

FALSTAFF

Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I’ll be a brave judge.

PRINCE
Thou judgest false already. I mean, thou shalt have the hanging of the
thieves and so become a rare hangman. [65]

FALSTAFF
Well, Hal, well; and in some sort it jumps with my humour as well as waiting

in the court, I can tell you.

PRINCE

For obtaining of suits?

FALSTAFF
Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman hath no lean wardrobe.
’Sblood, I am as melancholy [70] as a gib-cat or a lugged bear.

PRINCE
Or an old lion, or a lover’s lute.

FALSTAFF
Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe.

PRINCE
What sayest thou to a hare, or the melancholy of Moor Ditch? [75]

FALSTAFF
Thou hast the most unsavoury similes, and art indeed the most comparative,

rascalliest, sweet young prince. But, Hal, I prithee trouble me no more with
vanity. I would to God thou and I knew where a commodity of good names
were to be bought. An old lord of the [80] council rated me the other day in

the street about you, sir, but I marked him not; and yet he talked very wisely,
but I regarded him not; and yet he talked wisely, and in the street too.

PRINCE
Thou didst well, for wisdom cries out in the [85] streets, and no man regards