P. Hen. It may be so: if he have robb'd these men, He shall be answerable; and so, farewell. Sher. Good night, my noble lord. P. Hen. I think it is good morrow; Is it not? Sher. Indeed, my lord, I think it be two o'clock. [Exeunt Sheriff and Carrier. P. Hen. This oily rascal is known as well aş Paul's." Go, call him forth. Poins. Falstaff!-fast asleep behind the arras, snorting like a horse. and P. Hen. Hark, how hard he fetches breath: Search his pockets. [PoINS searches.] What hast thou found? Poins. Nothing but papers, my lord. P. Hen. Let's see what they be read them. Item, Sauce, 4d. Item, Sack, two gallons, 5s. 8d. Item, Anchovies, and sack after supper, 2s. 6d. P. Hen. O monstrous! but one half-pennyworth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack!-What there is else keep close; we'll read it at more advantage : there let him sleep till day. I'll to the court in the morning we must all to the wars, and thy place shall be honourable. I'll procure this fat rogue a charge of foot; and, I know, his death will be a march of twelve-score. The money shall be paid back again with advantage. Be with me betimes in the morning; and so good morrow, Poins. lord. [Exeunt. Poins. Good morrow, good my ACT III. SCENE I. Bangor. A Room in the Archdeacon's House. Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, MORTIMER, and GLENDOWER. Mort. These promises are fair, the parties sure, And our induction7 full of prosperous hope. Hot. Lord Mortimer,-and cousin Glendower,Will you sit down? And, uncle Worcester:-A plague upon it! Glend. No, here it is. Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur : Doth speak of you, his cheek looks pale; and, with A rising sigh, he wisheth you in heaven. Hot. And you in hell, as often as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of. Glend. I cannot blame him: at my nativity, The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes, 8 Of burning cressets; and, at my birth, The frame and huge foundation of the earth Hot. Why, so it would have done At the same season, if your mother's cat had But kitten'd, though yourself had ne'er been born. Glend. I say, the earth did shake when I was born. 8 7 Beginning. Lights set cross ways upon beacons, and also upon poles, which were used in processions, &c. Hot. And I say, the earth was not of my mind, If you suppose, as fearing you it shook. Glend. The heavens were all on fire, the earth did tremble. Hot. O, then the earth shook to see the heavens on fire, And not in fear of your nativity. Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth In strange eruptions: oft the teeming earth Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving, Glend. Cousin, of many men I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave To tell you once again, that at my birth, The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes; The goats ran from the mountains, and the herds Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields. These signs have mark'd me extraordinary; And all the courses of my life do show, I am not in the roll of common men. Where is he living,-clipp'd in with the sea 9 Tumbles. And hold me pace in deep experiments. Hot. I think, there is no man speaks better Welsh: I will to dinner. Mort. Peace, cousin Percy; you will make him mad. Glend. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hot. Why, so can I; or so can any man: But will they come, when you do call for them? Glend. Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command The devil. Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil, By telling truth; Tell truth, and shame the devil.— If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither, And I'll be sworn, I have power to shame him hence. O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil. Mort. Come, come, No more of this unprofitable chat. Glend. Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head Against my power: thrice from the banks of Wye, And sandy-bottom'd Severn, have I sent him, Bootless' home, and weather-beaten back. Hot. Home without boots, and in foul weather too! How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name? Glend. Come, here's the map; Shall we divide our right, According to our three-fold order ta'en? Mort. The archdeacon hath divided it Into three limits, very equally : England, from Trent and Severn hitherto, Unsuccessful. 2 By south and east, is to my part assign'd: My father Glendower is not ready yet, Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days Within that space, [To GLEND.] you may have drawn together Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentlemen. Glend. A shorter time shall send me to you, lords, And in my conduct shall your ladies come: From whom you now must steal, and take no leave; For there will be a world of water shed, Upon the parting of your wives and you.. Hot. Methinks, my moiety,4 north from Burton here, In quantity equals not one of yours :: 2 Three copies 3 Force. 4 Part. 5 Corner. |