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Prince. Do thou stand for my father, and

examine me upon the particulars of my life.

Fal. Shall I? content: this chair shall be my

state, this dagger my sceptre, and this cushion

my crown.

Prince. Thy state is taken for a joint-stool,

thy golden sceptre for a leaden dagger, and thy

precious rich crown for a pitiful bald crown!

Fal. Well, an the fire of grace be not quite

out of thee, now shalt thou be moved. Give me

a cup of sack to make mine eyes look red, that it

may be thought I have wept; for I must speak

in passion, and I will do it in King Cambyses'

vein.

Prince. Well, here is my leg.

Fal. And here is my speech. Stand aside,

nobility.

Host. O Jesu! This is excellent sport, i' faith!

Fal. Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.

Host. O, the father! how he holds his coun-

tenance.

Fal. For God's sake, lords, convey my tristful queen.

For tears do stop the flood-gates of her eyes.

Host. O Jesu! he doth it as like one of

these harlotry players as ever I see!

Fal. Peace, good pint-pot! peace, good tickle-

brain! [Bardolph conveys the Hostess from the

stage.] Harry, I do not only marvel where thou

spendest thy time, but also how thou art accom-

 421 state: throne of state

430 passion: sorrow

Cambyses'; cf. n.

432 leg: bow

439 tristful: sorrowful

442 harlotry: rascally

443 tickle-brain: a strong liquor; cf. n.

444-467 Cf. n. 