PRINCE HENRY

Fare you well; go.

Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page

This Doll Tearsheet should be some road.

POINS

I warrant you, as common as the way between Saint
Alban's and London.

PRINCE HENRY

How might we see Falstaff bestow himself to-night
in his true colours, and not ourselves be seen?

POINS

Put on two leathern jerkins and aprons, and wait
upon him at his table as drawers.

PRINCE HENRY

From a God to a bull? a heavy decension! it was
Jove's case. From a prince to a prentice? a low
transformation! that shall be mine; for in every
thing the purpose must weigh with the folly.
Follow me, Ned.

Exeunt

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