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] To engage and to pawn were in our author's time synonymous.] [Footnote I.10: _----gloze_] Expound, explain.] [Footnote I.11: _----+imbare+ their crooked titles_] i.e., to lay open, to display to view.] [Footnote I.12: In allusion to the battle of Crecy, fought 25th August, 1346.] [Footnote I.13: _So hath your highness;_] i.e., your highness hath indeed what they think and know you have.] [Footnote I.14: _They of those +marches+,_] The _marches_ are the borders, the confines. Hence the _Lords Marchers_, i.e., the lords presidents of the _marches_, &c.] [Footnote I.15: _----in few._] i.e., in short, brief.] [Footnote I.16: _----a nimble +galliard+ won;_] A _galliard_ was an ancient dance. The word is now obsolete.] SCENE II.--EASTCHEAP, LONDON. _Enter BARDOLPH,(I) NYM, PISTOL, MRS. QUICKLY, and BOY, L.2 E._ _Quick._ (L.C.) Pr'ythee, honey-sweet husband, let me bring thee to Staines.[17] _Pist._ (C.) No; for my manly heart doth yearn.-- Bardolph, be blithe;--Nym, rouse thy vaunting veins; Boy, bristle thy courage up; for Falstaff he is dead, And we must yearn therefore. _Bard._ (R.) 'Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is! _Quick._ (C.) Sure, he's in Arthur's bosom,[18] if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a finer end,[19] and went away, an it had been any christom child;[20] 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide:[21] for after I saw him fumble with the sheets,[22] and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. How now, Sir John! quoth I: what, man! be of good cheer. So a' cried out--Heaven, Heaven, Heaven! three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him 'a should not think of Heaven; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So 'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone. _Nym._ (R.C.) They say he cried out of sack. _Quick._ Ay, that 'a did. _Bard._ And of women. _Quick._ Nay, that 'a did not. _Boy._ (L.) Yes, that 'a did, and said they were devils incarnate. _Quick._ (_crosses L.C._) 'A could never abide carnation;[23] 'twas a colour he never liked. _Boy._ Do you not remember, 'a saw a flea stick upon Bardolph's nose, and 'a said it was a black so
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