HENRY IV, PART I
A monologue from the
play by William
Shakespeare
- FALSTAFF: I would you had but the wit. 'Twere better
than your dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-blooded
boy doth not love me, nor a man cannot make him laugh. But that's
no marvel, he drinks no wine. There's never none of these demure
boys come to any proof, for thin drink doth so overcool their
blood, and making many fish-meals, that they fall into a kind
of malegreen-sickness, and then, when they marry, they get wenches.
They are generally fools and cowards, which some of us should
be too, but for inflammation. A good sherris-sack hath a twofold
operation in it. It ascends me into the brain, dries me there
all the foolish and dull and crudy vapors which environ it, makes
it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and
delectable shapes, which, delivered o'er to the voice, the tongue,
which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second property
of your excellent sherris is the warming of the blood, which,
before cold and settled, left the liver white and pale, which
is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice. But the sherris
warms it and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extremes.
It illumineth the face, which as a beacon gives warning to all
the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm, and then the vital
commoners and inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain,
the heart, who, great and puffed up with this retinue, doth any
deed of courage, and this valor comes of sherris. So that skill
in the weapon is nothing without sack, for that sets it a-work,
and learning a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil, till sack
commences it and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it that
Prince Harry is valiant, for the cold blood he did naturally
inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, sterile, and bare
land, manured, husbanded, and tilled with excellent endeavor
of drinking good and good store of fertile sherris, that he is
become very hot and valiant. If I had a thousand sons, the first
humane principle I would teach them should be to forswear thin
potations and to addict themselves to sack.
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