of crowns; if you will not, tarry at home and be
hanged. 147
Fal. Hear ye, Yedward: if I tarry at home
and go not, I'll hang you for going.
Poins. You will, chops?
Fal. Hal, wilt thou make one?
Prince. Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my
faith. 153
Fal. There's neither honesty, manhood, nor
good fellowship in thee, nor thou camest not of
the blood royal, if thou darest not stand for ten
shillings. 157
Prince. Well, then, once in my days I'll be a
madcap.
Fal. Why, that's well said. 160
Prince. Well, come what will, I'll tarry at
home.
Fal. By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, when
thou art king. 164
Prince. I care not.
Poins. Sir John, I prithee, leave the prince
and me alone: I will lay him down such reasons
for this adventure that he shall go. 168
Fal. Well, God give thee the spirit of per-
suasion and him the ears of profiting, that what
thou speakest may move, and what he hears
may be believed, that the true prince may, for
recreation sake, prove a false thief; for the poor
abuses of the time want countenance. Farewell:
you shall find me in Eastcheap. 175
Prince. Farewell, thou latter spring! Fare-
well, All-hallown summer! [Exit Falstaff.]
150 chops: fat face
177 All-hallown summer: All Saints' summer; cf. n.
