Falstaff and Mr. Dover Wilson Author(s) : William Empson Source: The Kenyon Review, Spring, 1953, Vol. 15, No. 2 (Spring, 1953), Pp. 213-262 Published By: Kenyon College
Falstaff and Mr. Dover Wilson Author(s) : William Empson Source: The Kenyon Review, Spring, 1953, Vol. 15, No. 2 (Spring, 1953), Pp. 213-262 Published By: Kenyon College
Falstaff and Mr. Dover Wilson Author(s) : William Empson Source: The Kenyon Review, Spring, 1953, Vol. 15, No. 2 (Spring, 1953), Pp. 213-262 Published By: Kenyon College
Dover Wilson
Author(s): William Empson
Source: The Kenyon Review , Spring, 1953, Vol. 15, No. 2 (Spring, 1953), pp. 213-262
Published by: Kenyon College
JSTOR is a not-for-profit service that helps scholars, researchers, and students discover, use, and build upon a wide
range of content in a trusted digital archive. We use information technology and tools to increase productivity and
facilitate new forms of scholarship. For more information about JSTOR, please contact [email protected].
Your use of the JSTOR archive indicates your acceptance of the Terms & Conditions of Use, available at
https://about.jstor.org/terms
Kenyon College is collaborating with JSTOR to digitize, preserve and extend access to The
Kenyon Review
FALSTAFF
AND MR. DOVER WILSON
One word more, I beseech you. If you be not too much cloyed
with fat meat, our humble author will continue the story, with Sir
John in it, and make you merry with fair Catherine of France; where
(for anything I know) Falstaff shall die of a sweat, unless 'a be already
killed with your hard opinions; for Oldcastle died a martyr, and this
is not the man.
"For anything I know" and "if you want it" are a good deal more
doubtful than what we are accustomed to nowadays in the way
of advance publicity, and I haven't noticed anyone listing parallel
Elizabethan examples. It seems to me that the speaker disclaims
Ireland" (V, ii, io), and compared to that (which Mr. Dover
Wilson positively claims as a mistake in writing by Shakespeare,
who must have been thinking about Essex, he says) I do not
think a reasonable man need feel very solemn about these two
dolls.
I also feel that, even if Shakespeare did first write this flabby
blank verse for Falstaff and not for the now miserably deflated
Pistol, we need not call in the machinery of censorship to explain
why he changed his mind; if his first thoughts were so bad we
had better keep to his second ones and be thankful. Maybe he
did toy with the idea of taking Falstaff to Agincourt-he would
feel the natural strength of any easy temptation-but we have no
proof here that he wrote a whole draft of it.
II. The prologue to the second Act ends:
. . .the scene
Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton;
There is the playhouse now, there must you sit:
And thence to France must we convey you safe
And bring you back, charming the narrow seas
To give you gentle pass; for if we may
We'll not offend one stomach with our play.
But, till the King come forth and not till then,
Unto Southampton do we switch our scene.
staff" should be m
The proposal that the Prince is to take part in the highway rob-
bery is received at first witlh something like indignation, even with a
touch of haughtiness, and only consented to when Poins intimates, by
nods and winks behind Falstaff's back, that he is planning to make
a practical joke of it.
The nods and winks are invented by the critic, of course (and
printed in his text of the play), but they seem plausible enough;
indeed the line, "Well, then, once in my days I'll be a madcap,"
reads like a rather coarse attempt to keep the respectable part of
the audience from being too shocked. They are welcome to decide
that the Prince is not really a thief after all. The point I want to
make is that another part of the audience is still quite free to
think he is one; indeed, this pretence of innocence followed im-
mediately by acceptance (followed by further riddles) is just the
way Falstaff talks himself. Poins then arranges the plot against
Falstaff with the Prince, and finally the Prince makes his famous
soliloquy, claiming that his present behavior is the best way to
get himself admired later on. I do not think that the words
suggest he is doing nothing worse than play practical jokes on
low characters. To be sure, the "base contagious clouds," the "foul
and ugly mists," only seem to strangle the sun; you can still think
the Prince innocent here; and he only describes his own behavior
as "loose." But then we hear about a reformation of a fault, and
about an offence which must apparently be redeemed (though
literally it is only time which must be redeemed). It seems to me
How ill it follows, after you have laboured so hard, you should talk
so idly! Tell me, how many good young princes would do so, their
fathers being so sick as yours at this time is?
course I agree that the scene is meant to tell the audience that
Hal is starting to repent of his bad habits; it could not be more
straightforward. It could be acted with a moody sorrow, but I
don't think it need be; the main fact is that he is physically tired.
But why are we supposed to think that he is "failed" by his
friend in a pathetic manner, or shows affection to anyone inot a
member of his own family? The whole truth to life of this little
scene, in its surly way, is to be so bare; it does inothing to put
Poins in the wrong, and indeed lets him show a fair amount of
dignity and good-humor; the Prince's feelings are dragging hlimn
away from his old companions, and no new fault of theirs needs
to be shown. Surely Poins has much more difficulty than Hal in
expressing delicate sentiments here; if he tried to condole with
the Prince he would be rebuffed more harshly than ever. A pro-
duction which made the Prince disillusioned at not getting
sympathy would have to cut most of the words.
A more important claim of Mr. Dover Wilson for Hal is
that it is extremely generous of him to let Falstaff get all the
credit for killing Hotspur, especially because if Hal claimed his
due he might become more acceptable to his father. We are also
told that the sudden fame thus acquired by the previously un-
known Falstaff goes to his head and is the cause of the gradual
nemesis which gathers throughout Part II. This seems to me a
valuable idea, unlike the special pleading about the Poins sCene,
which would mislead an actor. The trouble about the death of
Hotspur, it seems to mre, is that the story is deliberately left
ambiguous, and we should not allow a learned argument to
impose a one-sided answer. The lyrical language of Mr. Dover
Wilson about the native magnanimity and high courtesy of the
Prince, "which would seem of the very essence of nobility to the
Elizabethans," really does I think bring out part of the intended
stage effect at the end of Part I, though the text is silent. The
question is whether it is meant to go on reverberating all through
Part II. To do the right thing at a dramatic moment is very dif-
1. Brawn suggests the wild boar, a strong and savage creature, honorable to hunt,
though the fatted hog is not quite out of view. A similar ambivalence can be felt I
think in the incessant metaphors of heavy meat-eating around Falstaff compared to "one
halfpennyworth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack," where it is asaumevd (already
in Part I) that the drunkard has no appetite.
killed by the Prince. Mr. Dover Wilson admits this shows that
the facts of his death "had been observed by at least one man,"
but adds that no other witness is quoted. But nobody at all, in
the Second Part, says that Falstaff killed Hotspur. The King
himself appears not to know that the Prince did it, says Mr.
Dover Wilson; but the King has other things to talk about when-
ever we see him, and never implies that Hal can't fight. "The
Lord Chief Justice grudgingly praises Falstaff's day's service at
Shrewsbury," says Mr. Dover Wilson, so he must think Falstaff
killed Hotspur. He says that day's service "hath a little gilded
o'er your night's exploit at Gadshill," which hardly fits a personal
triumph over the chief enemy hero. Certainly people think he
fought well somehow (perhaps because he got lis troop killed
to keep their pay); the joke of this is driven home in Part II
when Coleville surrenders to him on merely hearing his name.
But even Coleville does not say, what would be so natural an
excuse, that he is surrendering to the man who killed Hotspur.
What is more, Falstaff himself does not once say it, and he is not
prone to hide his claims. Surely the solution of this puzzle is
clear; Shakespeare is deliberately not telling us the answer, so
that an ingenious argument which forces an answer out of the
text only misrepresents his intention.
Consider how difficult it is for a dramatist, especially with a
mass audience, to run a second play on the mere assumption that
everybody in the audience knows the first one. On Mr. Dover
Wilson's view, they are assumed to know that all the characters
in the Second Part hold a wrong belief derived from the First
Part, although the Second Part begins by letting a man express
the right belief and never once lets anybody express the wrong
belief. This is incredible. But if some of the audience are expected
to wonder how the Prince's bit of chivalry worked out, their
interest is not rebuffed; they may observe like Mr. Dover Wilson
that Falstaff is getting above himself. In the main the theme is
simply dropped; perhaps because some of the audience would
is partly right; bu
Nobody, whichever
him too abject a coward even to be able to bluster. Mr. Dover
Wilson refuses to let him drive Pistol out of the inn; chiefly, I
suppose, because his theory needs Falstaff to be degenerating in
Part II. At II, iv, I85 Doll wants Pistol thrown out, so Falstaff
says "Quoit him down, Bardolph," and Bardolph says "Come,
get you downstairs," but Pistol makes a threatening harangue;
Falstaff then asks for his rapier (I96) and himself says "Get you
downstairs," while Doll says "I pray thee, Jack, do not draw";
then the Hostess makes a fuss about "(naked weapons," then Doll
says "Jack, be quiet, the rascal's gone. Ah, you whoreson little
valiant villain, you," then the Hostess says "Are you not hurt i'
the groin? Methought a' mnade a shrewd thrust at your belly";
Falstaff says to Bardolph, who must return, "Have you thrust
him out of doors??" and Bardolph says "Yea, sir, The rascal's
drunk, you have hurt him, sir, in the shoulder"; Falstaff says
"A rascal! To brave me!" and Doll in the course of a fond speech
says he is as valorous as Hector of Troy. It is unusual to have to
copy out so much text to answer a commentator. This is the
textual evidence on which Mr. Dover Wilson decides that Fal-
staff dared not fight Pistol at all, and he actually prints as part
of the play two stage directions saying that Bardolph has got to
do all the work. It must be about the most farcical struggle
against the obvious intentions of an author that a modern
scholarly editor has ever put up.
This view of Falstaff is supported by a theory about Doll,
rather obscure to me: "We have, I think, to look forward to igth
Century French literature to find a match for this study of
mingled sentimentality and brutal insentience, characteristic of
the prostitute class." I thought at first, not going further afield
than The Beggar's Opera, that this meant some criminal plot for
gain; but the audience could not know of it (this is the first we
hear of Pistol), and I suppose it means that she likes watching
out, and Doll will be helping her to avoid serious danger if she
can scare the bully away permanently; this, if anything, is what
is underlined by the beadle scene, though by the time of Henry V,
as we needn't be surprised, he has become a valuable protector.
Such is what I would call her motive, if I looked for one, but
she may well simply be too drunk and cross to realize that he
is already going quietly. Either way there is no need to drag
in sadism.
Mr. Dover Wilson has still another argument from this scene
to prove Falstaff's increasing degeneration. After Pistol has been
thrown out the Prince arrives and eavesdrops on Falstaff, who
is making some rather justified remarks against him, so that
Falstaff again has to find a quick excuse; he says he dispraised
the Prince before the wicked, that the wicked might not fall in
love with him. "He now whines and cringes on a new note,
while he is forced to have recourse to defaming Doll in turn, a
shift which is neither witty nor attractive." To be sure, the words
"(corrupt blood" may imply that she has syphilis; it is only the
editor's stage direction which makes him point at her, but the
idea does give her a professional reason for displaying anger. He
has long been saying he has it himself, so there doesn't seem any
great betrayal in saying that she has it too (as he does soon after,
1. 335). I imagine that the point of the joke is to insinuate that
the Prince has it; thus it is too late to save him from the wicked,
and too late for him to think he can cure himself by saying he
has reformed-to forestall being laughed at for being found
making love, Falstaff welcomes the Prince among his fellow-
sufferers. The badinage in these circles is always a bit rough, and
I don't deny that it is hard to know how you are expected to
take it. But in this case we have an immediate pointer from an
"aside" by Poins, who as usual is in a plot with the Prince against
Falstaff. (By the way, this shows what nonsense it is to suppose
that the Prince made a sudden pathetic discovery of the worth-
lessness of Poins only two scenes before, a decisive step in his life,
II.
However, I do not want simply to defend Falstaff against the
reproaches of the virtuous, represented by Mr. Dover Wilson;
it was always an unrewarding occupation, and even the most
patient treatment of detail, in such a case, has often failed to
convince a jury. I think, indeed, that Mr. Dover Wilson's points
are well worth examining, being of great interest in themselves;
but, what is more, I think many of them are thrown in with
a broadminded indifference as to whether they fit his thesis or
not. Some of them seem to me rather too hot on my side of the
question, and this may serve to remind us of what is so easily
forgotten in a controversy, that the final truth may be complex.
For example, he has a fine remark on Mrs. Quickly's description
of Falstaff's death. She says she felt his feet, and then his knees,
and so upward and upward, and all as cold as any stone. The
only comment that would occur to me is that this dramatist can
Mr. Dover Wilson insists that this has been misunderstood be-
cause the stage direction "with prisoners" has regularly been
omitted-it should be made clear on the stage that there are
more prisoners than captors. But this needed to be said, not
shown; the chief effect of bringing the prisoners onto the stage
could only be to make the audience in cold blood see the de-
fenceless men killed-indeed, that is clearly the reason why the
editors left it out. He goes on to argue, convincingly I think, that
this incident was used in the chronicles Shakespeare drew from
as an example of Henry's power to recognize a necessity at once,
and that the French chroniclers do not blame him for it, though
Holinshed is apologetic. But we are concerned with the effect on
an audience, and here the very next words, which are from
Fluellen to Gower, say:
Kill the boys and the luggage! tis expressly against the law of arms,
tis as arrant a piece of knavery, look you, as can be offert.
pany," not only gives the whole prisoner sequence but adds a
delighted "coupla gorge" from the coward Pistol, as he prepares
to join in this really safe and agreeable form of warfare. He was
already practising the phrase (almost his only acquirement in
the French language) before he left London, so that it is firmly
associated with his particularly sordid point of view; and if we
are to believe that he is shown starting the massacre the play
does everything it can to make the audience nauseated by such
actions, even before it has them denounced by Fluellen. I do not
see that Mr. Dover Wilson makes out his case at all (the ques-
tion of course is not about the historical behavior of the Prince,
for whom the opinion of the French chroniclers is a weighty
support, but about an effect on the Elizabethan stage). If we
accept the text we must think (i) that Shakespeare's disgust
against Henry explodes here, (2) that Henry's treatment of Fal-
staff is recalled as part of a denunciation of his brutality and
deceitfulness in general, and (3) that Shakespeare, in his con-
tempt for his brutal audience, assumes that nobody will realize
what he is doing. I agree with Mr. Dover Wilson that this
vehement picture is improbable; I want the conflict of forces in
the play to be real, but not secret and explosive in this way.
Surely there is an easy escape from the dilemma, which
must have been suggested before. Shakespeare first followed the
chroniclers about Henry's decision, without making any accusa-
tions against the French; then he felt this made Henry look too
brutal and "got round it," just as he contradicted the statement
of Holinshed that Henry sacked Harfleur. Instead of saying that
Henry started killing unarmed men he said the French did; this
propaganda device is familiar nowadays-you do not simply
ignore the story against your side, in case it is floating in the
minds of your hearers, but contrive to plant it on the other side.
This required adding both Fluellen's remarks and Henry's speech
about being angry, but cutting only the single line "Then every
soldier kill his prisoners." We have then to suppose that the
Company ignored th
and that the actor
them pretty stupid,
control over what t
had made a strong
control. Now, after
way, I still think t
frame of mind wh
part of a plan to m
Henry's face was ge
mean that Shakesp
less that he was try
wiser few; I think
for the thing, and
himself, and go ba
done propaganda kn
what I would make
Mr. Dover Wilson,
not the true one.
Where the possibi
needs to hold on to
Wilson advises. But
prodigal who becam
peare took it over
part of the History
all the more becaus
trilogy on the basis
what Mr. Dover W
it odd of him to cl
makes him treat Falstaff as medieval rather than Renaissance.
Of course this does not make me deny that the medieval ele-
ments are still tlhere. Falstaff is in part simply a "Vice," that is,
an energetic symbol of impulses which most people have to re-
press, who gives pleasure by at once releasing and externalizing
2. The Hal legend invented this rather than Shakespeare; it comes in a milder form
into The Famous Victories of Heniry V, the pre-Shakespearean stage version, which does
give credit to the longbow-men and doesn't to the Scotch, Welsh and Irish.
would feel there was "something in it." To put him back in his
contemporary politics is perhaps a bit remote from the needs of
a modern producer, being so hard to get across to his audience,
but does I think remove the suggestion of false sentiment against
which Mr. Dover Wilson understandably revolted.
I want now to recommend this point of view by looking at
one or two memories of the Norman Conquest in Henry V which
have been neglected; I only noticed them myself when looking
over the text after seeing the British wartime film version of the
play, to find where the cuts stood out. One would expect that
the rougher propaganda of earlier days had left in some dam-
aging admissions, but that the national hero had at any rate been
patriotic all right. But when Henry is answering the French
Ambassador who brought the insulting tennis balls something
much odder turns up. He boasts that he will conquer and rule
France, his proper heritage as a Norman, and in answering the
Dauphin's jeer at his life he says he naturally lived like a beast
when he had only England to live in:
but he will live in an entirely different way when he has got hold
of the much more valuable bit of property called France. Critics,
so far as they attend to this, placidly call it irony; and no doubt
a contemporary of Shakespeare could take it that way too. Nor
is it then flat, because a patriot should always regard his country
as weak but heroic, certain to win but only certain because of its
virtues. But surely it would be a natural reflection to many in
the first audiences that a feudal lord really did think of a country
like this, without any irony. Surely it is odd, when the dramatist
clearly wants to make the hero patriotic, that he gives the audi-
ence such a very strong and plausible case where he isn't. It seems
to me riding very near the edge, in that audience, to make the
ever-popular Hal say (may I repeat what Mr. Dover Wilson's
Ideal King said),
done in public does not say that it need be done so at all. The
real case against Hal, in the reasonable view of A. C. Bradley,
is that he was dishonest in not warning Falstaff beforehand that
he would have to reject him after coronation, and still more in
pretending on that occasion that Falstaff had misled him. Their
separation, says Bradley, might have been shown in a private
scene rich in humor and only touched with pathos; a remark
which shows how very different he would like the characters to
be. Mr. Dover Wilson answers that Falstafi makes a public re-
jection necessary; the Prince "first tries to avoid the encounter,
begging the Lord Chief Justice to say for him what must be said.
But Falstaff will not allow it. . . . Though under observation,
(the Prince) falters and finds it difficult to keep up," etc.; and
the Prince could not have warned Falstaff at a convenient time,
because "Shakespeare has been busy since Shrewsbury manoeuv-
ring the former friends into different universes between which
conversation is impossible." One is often baffled by a peculiar
circularity in the arguments of Mr. Dover Wilson. This may be
an adequate defence for Hal, though his claim that he was mis-
led still looks unnecessarily shifty; but it cannot also be a defense
for the dramatist; indeed I think it brings into a just prominence
the fact that Shakespeare wanted, and arranged, to end his play
with this rather unnerving bang. By the way, Dr. Johnson called
it, so far from a bang, "a lame and impotent conclusion," and
poor Mr. Dover Wilson has to argue that his master is only com-
plaining at the absence of a final heroic couplet. He argues against
a phrase of Bradley, that Hal was trying "to buy the praise of
the respectable at the cost of honor and truth," that the word
respectability had not been invented (but the thing is visible
enough here) and that the change in Hal is "an instance of the
phenomenon of conversation" (this does not join well onto the
previous arguments that Hal was never really a sinner). None of
this, I think, is adequate ground for doubting what seems obvious,
that Shakespeare was deliberately aiming at a rather peculiar
old boy off the stage whining and appearing broken, or even
telling too much truth for that matter-nor did the King. But
I think a contemporary spectator would reflect that, though
ready money would be a great help to Falstaff "and his com-
pany" in the Fleet, it wouldn't take them at all far. And indeed,
when the next play shows Falstaff dying as a free man in the
tavern, I think this person might reflect that the King must have
bought him out, paying off Shallow as well as the others. I would
like to have a ruling from a historian on the point, but I suspect
that the last boast of Falstaff was only just enough to get him
off the stage.
I have next to argue that he was sure to die. Surely we have
all met these strong old men, fixed in their habits, who seem
unbreakable ("wonderful" as people say) till they get a shock,
and then collapse very suddenly. And the shock given to Falstaff
was very severe all round; it does not matter whether ambition
or love or his pleasures mattered most to him, he had lost them
all, and had also lost his mystique; his private war against shame
had been answered by public loathing of a kind which no tongue
could get round; even his "company" would be reproaching him
and jeering at him. As against this, which seems ordinary human
experience, we have Mr. Dover Wilson arguing both that he was
a study in increasing degeneration and that "the last thing
Shakespeare had in mind" when he wrote the Epilogue of Part II
"'was a sad death for his fat knight," who was needed as a comic
at Agincourt. Now, a certain amount of petty criminality can
reasonably be shown among the troops at Agincourt, where it
is punished, but does Mr. Dover Wilson mean that a searching
picture of the third degree of degeneration would have fitted
comfortably into the scene of national triumph? It seems rather
hard on the Prince; who would also, I think, prefer not to be
in danger of unbeatable comic criticisms from his old tutor at
such a time. The idea that the text has gone wrong, I submit,
comes from not seeing the story in the round; to have brought
profession and a s
the Sonnets that friendship with Shakespeare is bad for the
patron's reputation, though we hardly ever get an actual admis-
sion of inferior social status (we do in the "dyer's hand"); he
would rather talk obscurely about his "guilt." Snobbery, I think,
had always seemed more real to him than self-righteousness, and
even in the Sonnets we can see the beginning of the process that
turned player Shakespeare into Falstaff, not a socially inferior
friend but (what is much less painful) a scandalous one. Nobody
would argue that the result is a life-like portrait of Shakespeare;
though he must have known how to amuse, and talks in the
Sonnets with a regret about his old age which was absurd even
for Elizabethan if he was then under thirty-five, and undoubt-
edly was what they called a "villainist" tutor, the type who could
give broad experience to a young prince. The point is not that
he was like Falstaff but that, once he could imagine he was,
once he could "identify" himself with a scandalous aristocrat,
the sufferings of that character could be endured with positive
glee. I am sure that is how he came to be liberated into putting
such tremendous force into every corner of the picture.