CHIEF JUSTICE.
I talk not of his majesty: you would not come when I
sent for you.

FALSTAFF.
And I hear, moreover, his highness is fall'n into this same
whoreson apoplexy.

CHIEF JUSTICE.
Well God mend him! I pray you, let me speak with you.

FALSTAFF.
This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of lethargy, an 't please
your lordship; a kind of sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling.

CHIEF JUSTICE.
What tell you me of it? be it as it is.

FALSTAFF.
It hath it original from much grief, from study and perturbation
of the brain: I have read the cause of his effects in Galen:
it is a kind of deafness.

CHIEF JUSTICE.
I think you are fallen into the disease, for you hear not
what I say to you.

FALSTAFF.
Very well, my lord, very well: rather, an 't please you, it
is the disease of not listening, the malady of not marking, that