Hot. I had rather hear Lady, my brach," howl in Irish. Lady P. Would'st thou have thy head broken? Hot. No. Lady P. Then be still. Hot. Neither; 'tis a woman's fault. Lady P. Now God help thee! Hot. To the Welsh lady's bed. Lady P. What's that? Hot. Peace! she sings. A Welsh SONG sung by Lady M. Hot. Come, Kate, I'll have your song too. Lady P. Not mine, in good sooth. Hot. Not yours, in good sooth! 'Heart, you swear like a comfit-maker's wife! Not you, in good sooth; and, As true as I live; and, As God shall mend me; and, As sure as day : And giv'st such sarcenet surety for thy oaths, As if thou never walk'dst further than Finsbury. A good mouth-filling oath; and leave in sooth, Lady P. I will not sing. 8 Hot. 'Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be redbreast teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I'll away within these two hours; and so come in when ye will. [Exit. Glend. Come, come, lord Mortimer; you are as slow, As hot lord Percy is on fire to go. By this our book's drawn; we'll but seal, and then To horse immediately. Mort. With all my heart. [Exeunt. SCENE II. London. A Room in the Palace. Enter King HENRY, Prince of Wales, and Lords. K. Hen. Lords, give us leave; the Prince of Wales and I, Must have some conference: But be near at hand, For we shall presently have need of you. [Exeunt Lords. Make me believe,—that thou art only mark'd Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean attempts,' Such barren pleasures, rude society, As thou art match'd withal, and grafted to, Accompany the greatness of thy blood, Unworthy undertakings. And hold their level with thy princely heart? P. Hen. So please your majesty, I would, I could Quit all offences with as clear excuse, As well as, I am doubtless, I can purge As, in reproof of many tales devis'd, Which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear,By smiling pick-thanks and base newsmongers, may, for some things true, wherein my youth Hath faulty wander'd and irregular, I Find pardon on my true submission. K. Hen. God pardon thee!-yet let me wonder, At thy affections, which do hold a wing 2 Officious parasites. 3 True to him that had then possession of the crown By being seldom seen, I could not stir, But, like a comet, I was wonder'd at: That men would tell their children, This is he; That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts, Soon kindled, and soon burn'd: carded his state; Mingled his royalty with capering fools; Had his great name profaned with their scorns; That being daily swallow'd by men's eyes, He was but as the cuckoo is in June, Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes, 4 Brushwood. 5 Rival. 8 Possessed. As, sick and blunted with community, Such as is bent on sun-like majesty When it shines seldom in admiring eyes': But rather drowz'd, and hung their eye-lids down, Being with his presence glutted, gorg'd, and full. And in that very line, Harry, stand'st thou : But is a-weary of thy common sight, Save mine, which hath desir'd to see thee more; P. Hen. I shall hereafter, my thrice-gracious lord, Be more myself. K. Hen. For all the world, As thou art to this hour, was Richard then To bloody battles, and to bruising arms. 7 Armour. |