Act 2 - Scene 2
The highway, near Gadshill.
Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS
Come, shelter, shelter: I have removed Falstaff's
horse, and he frets like a gummed velvet.
Poins! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!
Peace, ye fat-kidneyed rascal! what a brawling dost
Where's Poins, Hal?
He is walked up to the top of the hill: I'll go seek him.
I am accursed to rob in that thief's company: the
rascal hath removed my horse, and tied him I know
where. If I travel but four foot by the squier
further afoot, I shall break my wind. Well, I doubt
not but to
die a fair death for all this, if I
'scape hanging for killing that rogue. I have
forsworn his company hourly
any time this two and
twenty years, and yet I am bewitched with the
rogue's company. If the rascal hath
not given me
medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged; it
could not be else: I have drunk medicines.
Hal! a plague upon you both! Bardolph! Peto!
I'll starve ere I'll rob a foot further. An 'twere
as good a deed as drink, to turn true man and to
leave these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that
chewed with a tooth. Eight yards of uneven
ground is threescore and ten miles afoot with me;
stony-hearted villains know it well enough:
a plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
Whew! A plague upon you all! Give me my horse, you
rogues; give me my horse, and be hanged!
Peace, ye fat-guts! lie down; lay thine ear close
to the ground and list if thou canst hear the tread
Have you any levers to lift me up again, being down?
'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot
for all the coin in thy father's exchequer.
What a plague mean ye to colt me thus?
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