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| Character | Justice Shallow?Justice Silence??? | |
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| Scene type / Who are | Friends | |
| Type | Dramatic | |
| Period | Renaissance | |
| Genre | Historical, Drama | |
| Description | Justice Shallow and Justice Silence share stories of their past | |
| Location | ACT III, Scene 2 | |
Summary
n Henry IV part 1 King Henry IV had to deal with a rebel army trying to depose him. The king's army had fought the rebel army, led by Hotspur, at Shrewsbury. Part 2 starts with the rebels losing the battle against the king but they soon reorganize under the leadership of the Archbishop of York, Thomas Mowbray, Lord Hastings and Lord Bardolph.
Among the people fIghting for the king we find Falstaff, a funny, aging small time criminal who is also good friends with Prince Henry, the king's son, with whom he spends time at various taverns. Falstaff gets the credit for having killed Hotspur, the leader of rebel army, even if Prince Henry actually did it. He gets a lot of respect for it and is later called to recruit an army to keep fighting the rebel army.
In this scene we find two rich country men, Justice Shallow and Justice Silence, who are also cousins, waiting for Falstaff, an old friend of theirs, as he is going to pass by their town, looking for recruits. They talk about various topics and share funny stories from their time in college in London where they met Falstaff.
Among the people fIghting for the king we find Falstaff, a funny, aging small time criminal who is also good friends with Prince Henry, the king's son, with whom he spends time at various taverns. Falstaff gets the credit for having killed Hotspur, the leader of rebel army, even if Prince Henry actually did it. He gets a lot of respect for it and is later called to recruit an army to keep fighting the rebel army.
In this scene we find two rich country men, Justice Shallow and Justice Silence, who are also cousins, waiting for Falstaff, an old friend of theirs, as he is going to pass by their town, looking for recruits. They talk about various topics and share funny stories from their time in college in London where they met Falstaff.
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| [Gloucestershire. Before SHALLOW'S house.] [Enter SHALLOW and SILENCE] SHALLOW Come on, come on, come on, sir; give me your hand, sir, give me your hand, sir: an early stirrer, by the rood! And how doth my good cousin Silence? SILENCE Good morrow, good cousin Shallow. SHALLOW And how doth my cousin, your bedfellow? and your fairest daughter and mine, my god-daughter Ellen? SILENCE Alas, a black ousel, cousin Shallow! SHALLOW By yea and nay, sir, I dare say my cousin William is become a good scholar: he is at Oxford still, is he not? SILENCE Indeed, sir, to my cost. SHALLOW A' must, then, to the inns o' court shortly. I was once of Clement's Inn, where I think they will talk of mad Shallow yet. SILENCE You were called 'lusty Shallow' then, cousin. SHALLOW By the mass, I was called any thing; and I would have done any thing indeed too, and roundly too. There was I, and little John Doit of Staffordshire, and black George Barnes, and Francis Pickbone, and Will Squele, a Cotswold man; you had not four such swinge-bucklers in all the inns o' court again: and I may say to you, we knew where the bona-robas were and had the best of them all at commandment. Then was Jack Falstaff, now Sir John, a boy, and page to Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk. SILENCE This Sir John, cousin, that comes hither anon about soldiers? SHALLOW The same Sir John, the very same. I see him break Skogan's head at the court-gate, when a' was a crack not thus high: and the very same day did I fight with one Sampson Stockfish, a fruiterer, behind Gray's Inn. Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I have spent! and to see how many of my old acquaintance are dead! SILENCE We shall all follow, cousin. SHADOW Certain, 'tis certain; very sure, very sure: death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair? SILENCE By my troth, I was not there. SHALLOW Death is certain. Is old Double of your town living yet? SILENCE Dead, sir. SHALLOW Jesu, Jesu, dead! a' drew a good bow; and dead! a' shot a fine shoot: John a Gaunt loved him well, and betted much money on his head. Dead! a' would have clapped i' the clout at twelve score; and carried you a forehand shaft a fourteen and fourteen and a half, that it would have done a man's heart good to see. How a score of ewes now? SILENCE Thereafter as they be: a score of good ewes may be worth ten pounds. SHALLOW And is old Double dead? SILENCE Here come two of Sir John Falstaff's men, as I think. |
