| ACT IV.
3. SCENE III. Another part of the forest.
 [Alarum.  Excursions. Enter Falstaff and Colevile, meeting.]
 FALSTAFF.
What 's your name, sir? of what condition are you, and of
 what place, I pray?
 
 COLEVILE.
I am a knight sir; and my name is Colevile of the Dale.
 
 FALSTAFF.
Well, then, Colevile is your name, a knight is your degree, and
 your place the dale:  Colevile shall be still your name, a traitor
 your degree, and the dungeon your place, a place deep enough; so
 shall you be still Colevile of the dale.
 
 COLEVILE.
Are not you Sir John Falstaff?
 
 FALSTAFF.
As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye yield, sir? or shall I
 sweat for you? If I do sweat, they are the drops of thy lovers, and
 they weep for thy death:  therefore rouse up fear and trembling,
 and do observance to my mercy.
 
 COLEVILE.
I think you are Sir John Falstaff, and in that thought yield me.
 
 FALSTAFF.
I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of mine, and not a
 tongue of them all speaks any other word but my name.  An I had but
 a belly of any indifferency, I were simply the most active fellow in
 Europe:  my womb, my womb, my womb undoes me.
 Here comes our general.
 
 [Enter Prince John of Lancaster, Westmoreland, Blunt, and
others.]
 
 LANCASTER.
The heat is past; follow no further now:
 Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.
 
 [Exit Westmoreland.]
 
 Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while?
 When everything is ended, then you come:
 These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life,
 One time or other break some gallows' back.
 
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