Act 4 - Scene 3
Another part of the forest.
Alarum. Excursions. Enter FALSTAFF and COLEVILE, meeting FALSTAFF
What's your name, sir? of what condition are you, and of what place, I pray? COLEVILE
I am a knight, sir, and my name is Colevile of the dale. FALSTAFF
Well, then, Colevile is your name, a knight is your degree, and your place the dale: Colevile shall be still
your name, a traitor your degree, and the dungeon your place, a place deep enough; so shall you be still
Colevile of the dale. COLEVILE
Are not you Sir John Falstaff? FALSTAFF
As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye yield, sir? or shall I sweat for you? if I do sweat, they
are the drops of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death: therefore rouse up fear and trembling, and do
observance to my mercy. COLEVILE
I think you are Sir John Falstaff, and in that thought yield me. FALSTAFF
I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of mine, and not a tongue of them all speaks any other word
but my name. An I had but a belly of any indifference, I were simply the most active fellow in Europe: my
womb, my womb, my womb, undoes me. Here comes our general.
Enter PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, WESTMORELAND, BLUNT, and others LANCASTER
The heat is past; follow no further now: Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.
Exit WESTMORELAND
Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while? When every thing is ended, then you come: These
tardy tricks of yours will, on my life, One time or other break some gallows' back. FALSTAFF
I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I never knew yet but rebuke and cheque was the reward of
valour. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? have I, in my poor and old motion, the expedition
of thought? I have speeded hither with the very extremest inch of possibility; I have foundered nine score
and odd posts: and here, travel-tainted as I am, have in my pure and immaculate valour, taken Sir John
Colevile of the dale, a most furious knight and valorous enemy. But what of that? he saw me, and yielded; that
I may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, 'I came, saw, and overcame.'
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