_Fal._ O, thou hast damnable iteration and art indeed[2054] able to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon[2055] me, Hal; God forgive thee for it! Before I knew thee, 90 Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man should[2056] speak truly, little better than one of the wicked. I must give over this life, and I will give it over: by the Lord, an[2057] I do not, I am a villain: I'll be damned for never a king's son in Christendom. 95 _Prince._ Where shall we take a purse to-morrow, Jack? _Fal._ 'Zounds, where thou wilt, lad; I'll make one; an[2058] I do not, call me villain and baffle me. _Prince._ I see a good amendment of life in thee; from praying to purse-taking. 100 _Fal._ Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a man to labour in his vocation. _Enter_ POINS.[2059] Poins! Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a match.[2060][2061] O, if men were to be saved by merit, what hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the most omnipotent 105 villain that ever cried 'Stand' to a true man. _Prince._ Good morrow, Ned. _Poins._ Good morrow, sweet Hal. What says Monsieur Remorse? what says Sir John Sack and Sugar?[2062] Jack! how agrees the devil and thee about thy soul, that[2062][2063] 110 thou soldest him on Good-Friday last for a cup of Madeira and a cold capon's leg? _Prince._ Sir John stands to his word, the devil shall have his bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of proverbs:[2064] he will give the devil his due.[2065] 115 _Poins._ Then art thou damned for keeping thy word with the devil. _Prince._ Else he had been damned for cozening the[2066] devil. _Poins._ But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morning, by 120 four o'clock, early at Gadshill! there are pilgrims going to[2067] Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders riding to London with fat purses: I have vizards for you all; you have horses for yourselves: Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester: I have bespoke supper to-morrow night in Eastcheap: we[2068] 125 may do it as secure as sleep. If you will go, I will stuff your purses full of crowns; if you will not, tarry at home[2069] and be hanged. _Fal._ Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home and go[2070] not, I'll hang you for going. 130 _Poins._ You will, chops? _Fal._ Hal, wilt thou make one? _Prince._ Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my faith.[2071]