| [Enter the PRINCE OF WALES and FALSTAFF] | |
| FALSTAFF Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad? | |
| PRINCE HENRY Thou art so fat-witted, with drinking of old sack | |
| and unbuttoning thee after supper and sleeping upon | |
| benches after noon, that thou hast forgotten to | |
| demand that truly which thou wouldst truly know. | |
| What a devil hast thou to do with the time of the | |
| day? Unless hours were cups of sack and minutes | |
| capons and clocks the tongues of bawds and dials the | |
| signs of leaping-houses and the blessed sun himself | |
| a fair hot wench in flame-coloured taffeta, I see no | |
| reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand | |
| the time of the day. | |
| FALSTAFF Indeed, you come near me now, Hal; for we that take | |
| purses go by the moon and the seven stars, and not | |