Henry IV Part 2: Act 5, Scene 3 Translation

A side-by-side translation of Act 5, Scene 3 of Henry IV Part 2 from the original Shakespeare into modern English.

  Original Text

 Translated Text

  Source: Folger Shakespeare Library

Enter Sir John Falstaff, Shallow, Silence, Davy,
Bardolph, and Page.

SHALLOW Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an
arbor, we will eat a last year’s pippin of mine own
graffing, with a dish of caraways, and so forth.—
Come, cousin Silence.—And then to bed.

FALSTAFF Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling, 5
and a rich.

SHALLOW Barren, barren, barren, beggars all, beggars
all, Sir John. Marry, good air.—Spread, Davy,
spread, Davy. Well said, Davy.

FALSTAFF This Davy serves you for good uses. He is 10
your servingman and your husband.

SHALLOW A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good
varlet, Sir John. By the Mass, I have drunk too
much sack at supper. A good varlet. Now sit down,
now sit down.—Come, cousin. 15

Meanwhile, back at Justice Shallow's country estate in Gloucestershire, Falstaff and his men enjoy a delicious meal (along with Shallow's sidekick, Justice Silence, of course). The motto for the evening is "eat, drink, and be merry."

Falstaff admires the delectable spread and Shallow makes small talk about his apple orchard and the home grown food on the table.

SILENCE Ah, sirrah, quoth he, we shall
Sings. Do nothing but eat and make good cheer,
And praise God for the merry year,
When flesh is cheap and females dear,
And lusty lads roam here and there 20
So merrily,
And ever among so merrily.

FALSTAFF There’s a merry heart!—Good Master Silence,
I’ll give you a health for that anon.

Justice Silence, who's drunk, sings a bawdy song. (That's interesting. The guy hardly ever talks but when he does finally open his mouth, he turns out to be a dirty man.)

Falstaff's pleased as punch about Shallow's naughty little outburst and drinks a toast to the old man.

SHALLOW Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy. 25

DAVY, to the guests Sweet sir, sit. I’ll be with you
anon. Most sweet sir, sit. Master page, good master
page, sit. Proface. What you want in meat, we’ll
have in drink, but you must bear. The heart’s all.

He exits.

SHALLOW Be merry, Master Bardolph.—And, my little 30
soldier there, be merry.

SILENCE sings
Be merry, be merry, my wife has all,
For women are shrews, both short and tall.
’Tis merry in hall when beards wags all,
And welcome merry Shrovetide. 35
Be merry, be merry.

FALSTAFF I did not think Master Silence had been a
man of this mettle.

SILENCE Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere
now. 40

Davy, the servant, pours another round of wine and Silence breaks into song again. This time, the ditty is about being merry during Shrovetide. FYI: Shrovetide is a time of festivity when people can cut loose and have fun before Lent because Lent requires that they spend all their time in prayer, self-denial, and penitence for a period of time that leads up to the celebration of Easter. Shakespeare's tipping us off that even though Falstaff's been cutting loose and living his life like it's one big Shrovetide festivity, the partying is definitely coming to an end soon.

Falstaff says he's shocked that Silence knows how to party and Silence insists that he's been wild a time or two in his day.

Enter Davy.

DAVY, to the guests There’s a dish of leather-coats for
you.

SHALLOW Davy!

DAVY Your Worship, I’ll be with you straight.—A cup
of wine, sir. 45

SILENCE sings
A cup of wine that’s brisk and fine,
And drink unto thee, leman mine,
And a merry heart lives long-a.

FALSTAFF Well said, Master Silence.

SILENCE And we shall be merry; now comes in the 50
sweet o’ th’ night.

FALSTAFF Health and long life to you, Master Silence.

SILENCE sings
Fill the cup, and let it come,
I’ll pledge you a mile to th’ bottom.

SHALLOW Honest Bardolph, welcome. If thou want’st 55
anything and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart.—
Welcome, my little tiny thief, and welcome indeed
too. I’ll drink to Master Bardolph, and to all the
cabileros about London.

DAVY I hope to see London once ere I die. 60

BARDOLPH An I might see you there, Davy!

SHALLOW By the Mass, you’ll crack a quart together,
ha, will you not, Master Bardolph?

BARDOLPH Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.

SHALLOW By God’s liggens, I thank thee. The knave 65
will stick by thee, I can assure thee that. He will not
out, he. ’Tis true bred!

BARDOLPH And I’ll stick by him, sir.

SHALLOW Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing, be
merry. (One knocks at door.) Look who’s at door 70
there, ho. Who knocks? Davy exits.

FALSTAFF Why, now you have done me right.

SILENCE sings
Do me right,
And dub me knight,
Samingo. 75
Is ’t not so?

FALSTAFF ’Tis so.

SILENCE Is ’t so? Why then, say an old man can do
somewhat.

More eating, drinking, and merrymaking ensues.

Enter Davy.

DAVY An ’t please your Worship, there’s one Pistol 80
come from the court with news.

FALSTAFF From the court? Let him come in.

Enter Pistol.

How now, Pistol?

PISTOL Sir John, God save you.

FALSTAFF What wind blew you hither, Pistol? 85

PISTOL Not the ill wind which blows no man to good.
Sweet knight, thou art now one of the greatest men
in this realm.

SILENCE By ’r Lady, I think he be, but Goodman Puff of
Barson. 90

PISTOL Puff?
Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!—
Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,
And helter-skelter have I rode to thee,
And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys, 95
And golden times, and happy news of price.

FALSTAFF I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of
this world.

PISTOL
A foutre for the world and worldlings base!
I speak of Africa and golden joys. 100

FALSTAFF
O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.

SILENCE sings
And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.

PISTOL
Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons,
And shall good news be baffled? 105
Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies’ lap.

SHALLOW Honest gentleman, I know not your
breeding.

PISTOL Why then, lament therefor.

SHALLOW Give me pardon, sir. If, sir, you come with 110
news from the court, I take it there’s but two ways,
either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am, sir,
under the King in some authority.

PISTOL
Under which king, besonian? Speak or die.

SHALLOW
Under King Harry. 115

PISTOL Harry the Fourth, or Fifth?

SHALLOW
Harry the Fourth.

PISTOL A foutre for thine office!—
Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king.
Harry the Fifth’s the man. I speak the truth. 120
When Pistol lies, do this and fig me, like
The bragging Spaniard. Pistol makes a fig.

Davy announces that Pistol has arrived. Then Pistol enters and says Falstaff's a big-shot now, because  Prince Hal is now King Henry V.

FALSTAFF What, is the old king dead?

PISTOL
As nail in door. The things I speak are just.

FALSTAFF Away, Bardolph.—Saddle my horse.— 125
Master Robert Shallow, choose what office thou
wilt in the land, ’tis thine.—Pistol, I will double-charge
thee with dignities.

BARDOLPH O joyful day! I would not take a knight-hood
for my fortune. 130

PISTOL What, I do bring good news!

FALSTAFF Carry Master Silence to bed.—Master Shallow,
my Lord Shallow, be what thou wilt. I am
Fortune’s steward. Get on thy boots. We’ll ride all
night.—O sweet Pistol!—Away, Bardolph!—Come, 135
Pistol, utter more to me, and withal devise something
to do thyself good.—Boot, boot, Master Shallow.
I know the young king is sick for me. Let us
take any man’s horses. The laws of England are at
my commandment. Blessed are they that have been 140
my friends, and woe to my Lord Chief Justice!

PISTOL
Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!
“Where is the life that late I led?” say they.
Why, here it is. Welcome these pleasant days.

They exit.

Falstaff doesn't want to waste any more time in Gloucestershire – he orders his men to saddle up so he can ride to London, ASAP. He thinks that Hal will want to see him right away and he's also psyched that "the laws of England" will now be at his "commandment."

In other words, Falstaff thinks that he's going to be able to run amok now that Hal's in charge so the Lord Chief Justice better watch out.