Enter two GROOMS, strewing rushes
More rushes, more rushes.
The trumpets have sounded twice.
'Twill be two o'clock ere they come from the coronation.
Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and PAGE
5Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow. I will make the
King do you grace. I will leer upon him as he comes by, and
do but mark the countenance that he will give me.
God bless thy lungs, good knight!
Come here, Pistol, stand behind me.—(to SHALLOW) O, if I
10had had time to have made new liveries, I would have
bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you. But ’tis no
matter. This poor show doth better. This doth infer the zeal
I had to see him.
15It shows my earnestness of affection—