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Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop ;-- My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd; And so to you, lord Hastings,--and to all.- Upon my life, they shall. If this may please you, My lord of York, it better shew'd with you, Discharge your powers unto their several counties, When that your tlock, assembled by the bell, As we will ours: and here, between the armies, Encircled you, to lear with reverence
5 Let's drink together friendly, and embrace ; Your exposition on the holy text;
That all their eyes may bear those tokens home, Than now to see you here an iron man,
Of our restored love, and amity. [dresses. Chearing a rout of rebels with your druin,
York. I take your princely word for these re. Turning the word to sword, and life to death. Lan. I give it you, and will maintain my word: That man, that sits within a monarch's heart, 10 And thereupon l' drink unto your grace. And ripens in the sun-shine of his favour,
Hast. Go, captain, and deliver to the army Would he abuse the countenance of the king, This news of peace; let them have pay, and part; Alack, what mischiefs miglit be set abroach, I know, it will well please them: Hie thee, capIushadow of such greatness! With you,lord bishop,
[E.rit Cuptain. It is even so !-Who hath not heard it spoken, 15 York. To you, my noble lord of Westmoreland. Ilow deep you were within the books of God? W'est. I pledge your grace: And, if you knew To us, the speaker in his parliament; Tous, the imagin'l voice of heaven itself; I have bestowed, to breed this present peace, The very opener, and intelligencer,
You would drink freely: but my love to you Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven, 20 Shall shew itself more openly hereafter. And our dull workings: 0, who shall believe, York. I do not doubt you, But you misuse the reverence of your place; West. I am glad of it.Employ the countenance and grace of heaven, Health to my lord, and gentle cousin, Mowbray. As a false favourite doth his prince's name,
Mlowb. You wish me health in very happy seaIn deeds dishonourable? You have taken up', 125
son; Under the counterfeited zeal of God,
For I am, on the sudden, something ill. The subjects of his substitute, my father;
York. Against ill chances, inen are ever merry; And, both against the peace of heaven and him, But heaviness fore-runs the good event. Have here up-swarın'd them.
West. Therefore, be merry, coz; since sudden York. Good ıny lord of Lancaster,
(morrow. I am not here against your father's peace:
Serves to say thus, -Some good thing comes toBut, as I told my lord of Westmoreland,
York. Believe me, I am passing light in spirit. The time misorier d doth, in common sense,
Mowb. So much the worse, if your own rule Crowd is, and crush us, to this monstrous form,
[Shout. To hold our safety up. I sent your grace 35 Lan. The word of peace is render'd: Hark, The parcels and particulars of our grief;
how they shout! The which hath been with scorn shov'd from the Moreb. This had been chearful, after victory. court,
York. A peace is of the nature of a conquest; Whereon this flydra son of war is born:
For then both parties nobly are subdu'd,
Lan. Go, my
And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains
45 We should have cop'd withal.
York. Go, good lord Hastings,
[Exit Hastings. And so, success of mischief shall be born;
Lun. I trust, lords, we shall lie to-night togeAnd heir from beir shall hold this quarrel up,
ther.Wbiles England shall have generation.
Re-enter Westmoreland. Lun. You are too shallow, Hlastings, much too Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still? shallow,
West. The leaders, having charge from you to
Lun. They know their duties.
[place. Wrested his meaning, and authority.-
Each hurries towards his home, and sporting To take up is to levy, to raise in arms. ? Success for succession.
West. Good tidings, my lord Hastings; for the Fal. I would be sorry, my lord, but it should which
be thus: I never knew yet, but rebuke and check I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason:
was the reward of valour. Do you think me a And you, lord archbishop,--and you, lord Mou- swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? Have 1, in my ,
and old motion, the expedition of thought? Of capital treason I attach you both.
Ibave speeded hither with the very extremest inch Mowb. Is this proceeding just and honourable: of possibility; I have founder'd nine-score and odd West. Is your asseinbly so?
posts: and here, travel-tainted as I am, have, in York. Will you thus break your faith?
my pure and immaculate valour, taken Sir John Lun. I pawn’d thee none:
10 Colevile of the date, a most furious hnight, and I promis'd you redress of these same grievances, valorvus enemy: But what of that ? he saw me, Whereof you did complain; wbich, by mine bo- and yie!ded; that I may justly say with the hooknour,
nos'd fellow of Rome',-came, saw, and overI will perform with a most christian care. But for you, rebels,-look to taste the due 115 Lun. It was more his courtesy than your deMeet for rebellion, and such acts as yours. serving. Most shallowly did you these arms commence, ral. I know not; here he is, and here I yield Fondly' brought here, and foolishly senthence.- him: and I beseech your grace, let it be book'd Strike up your drums, pursue the scatter'd stray; with the rest of this day's deeds; or, by the Lord, lleaven, and not we, hath safely fought to-day: -201 will have it in a particular ballad else, with mine Some guard these traitors to the block of deaih; own picture on the top of it, Colevile kissing my Treason's true bed, and yielder up of breath. foot: To the wbich course it I be enforced, if you [Exeunt. Alarum. Excursions. do not all shew like gilt two-pences to me; and
1, in the clear sky of fame, o`ershine you as much SCENE III.
25 as the full moon doth the cinders of the element, Another part of the Forest.
which shew like pin's heads to her; believe not
the word of the noble: Therefore let me have Enter Falstaff, and Cok rile, mecling.
right, and let deserl mount. Fal. What's your name, sir? of what condition Lan. Thine's too heavy to mount. are you? and of what place, I pray?
1301 Ful. Let it shine then. Cole. I am a knight, sir; and my name is Lan. Thine's too thick to shine. Colevile of the dale.
Ful. Let it do something, my good lord, that Fal. Well then, Colevile is your name; a knight may do me good, and call it what you will. is your degree; and your place, the dale: Colevile Lan. Istby name Colevile? shall still be your name; a traitor your degree; 33 Cole. It is, my lord. and the dungeon your place --a place deepenough; Lun. A famous rebel art thou, Colevile. so shall you still bse Colevile of the dale?.
fal. And a famous true subject took him. Cole. Are you not Sir John Falstati?
Cole. I am, my lord, but as my betters are, Fal. As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. That led me hither: had they been ruld by me, Do ye yield, sir ? or shall I sweat for you? li 140 You should bave won them dearer than you have. do sweat, they are drops of two lovers, and they Fal. I know not how they sold themselves: but weep for thy death: therefore rouse up fear and thou, like a kind fellow, gav'st thyself away; trembling, and do observance to my mercy. and I thank thee for thee. Cole. I think you are Sir John Kalstatl; and, in
Re-enter Wes'morcland. that thought, yield me.
15 Lun. Have you left pursuit? Ful. I have a whole school of tongues in this l'est. Retreat is made, and execution stay'd. belly of mine, and not a tongue of them all speaks Lun. Send Colevile, with his confederates, anv other word but my name. An I had but a To York, to present execution.beily of ariy indiferency, I were simply the most Llunt,lead him hence; and see you guard him sure. active fellow in Europe: My womb), my wonb), 50
[Ereunt some rrith Coletile. my womb undoes me.--Ilere comes our general. And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords ; Entir Prince John of Lancaster, and Westmorl. ! hear, the king my father is sore sick:
Lan. The heat' is past, follow no farther now; Our new's shall before us to his majesty; -. Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland. - Which, cousin, you shall bear,—to comfort him;
[Erit W&st.55 and we with sober speed will follow you. Now, Falstaff, where have you been al] this while: Fal. My lord, I bescech you, give me leave to When every thing is ended, then you come:- go through Glostershire; and, when you come to These tardy tricks of your's will, on my life, court, stand my good lord 'pray in your good reOne time or other break some gallows' back. Iport.
'i. e. foolishly.. ? The sense of dale is included in deep; a dale is a deep place; a dungeon is a deep place: he that is in a dungeon may be therefore said to be in a dale. That is, the eagerness of revenge. Cæsar. 'i. e. stund my good friend in your favourable report of me.
Lan. Fare you well, Falstaff; I, in my condi
SCENE IV. tion',
The Palace at Westminster.
deserve. [Er. Fal. I would, you had but the wit; 'twere Enter King Henry, Warwick, Clarence, and better than your dukedom.-Good faith, this same 5
Glöster, fc. young sober-blooded boy doth not love me; nor a K. Henry. Now, lords, if heaven doth give man cannot make him laugh:—but that's no mar
successful end vel, he drinks no wine. There's never any of
To this debate that bleedeth at our doors, these demure boys come to any proof: for thin We will our youth lead on to higher helds, drink doth so over-cool their blood, and making 10 and draw no swords but what are sanctify'd. many tish-meals, that they fall into a kind of male Our navy is address'd', our power collected, green-sickness; and then, when they inarry, they
Our substitutes in absence wel invested, get wenches: they are generally fools and cow- And every thing lies level to our wish: ards;—which so vie of us should be too, but for Only we want a little personal strength; intiammation. A good sherris-sack hath a two-15 And pause us, 'till these rebels, now atoot, fold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain;
Come underneath the yoke of government. dries me there all the foolish, and dull, and crudy
War. Both which, we doubt not but your vapours which environit: makes it apprehensive",
Shill soon enjoy.
[majesty quick, forgetive', fuli of nimble, fiery, and de- K. Henry. Humphrey, my son of Gloster, lectable shapes; which deliver'd'o'er to the voice, 20 Where is the prioce your brother? [Windsor, (the tongue) which is the birth, becomes excellent Glo. I think, he's gone to hunt, my lord, at wit. The second property of your excellent sher- K. Henry. And how accompanied ? ris is the warming of the blood; which, before Glo. I do not know, my lord. cold and settled, lett the liver wbite and pale, K. Henry. Is not his brother, Thomas of Clawhich is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice: 25
rence, with him? but the sherris warms it, and makes it course from Glo. No, my good lord; he is in presence here. the inwards to the parts extreme. It illumineth Cla. What would my lord and taiher? the face; which, as a beacon, gives warning to all K. Henry. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm: and
(there then the vital commoners, and inland petty spi-30 How chance, thou art not with the prince thy brorits, muster me all to their captain, the heart; He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas; who, great, and puitd up with this retinue, doth Thou hast a better place in his affection, any deed of courage; and this valour comes of Than all thy brothers: cherish it, my boy; shërris: So that skill in the weapon is nothing, And noble oflices thou may'st elect without sack; for that sets it a-work: and learn-35 Of mediation, after I am dead, ing, a mere board of gold kept by a devil; till Between his greatness and thy other brethren:sack commences it, and sets it in act and use.- Therefore, omit him not, blunt not his love; Hereof comes it, that prince Harry is valiant: for Nor lose the good advantage of his grace, the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his fa- By seeming cold, or careless of his will. ther, he hath, like lean, steril, and bare land, ma- 40 For he is gracious, if he be observ'd; uured, husbanded, and tilled, with excellent en- He hath a tear for pity, and a hand deavour of drinking good, and good store of fer- Open as day for melting charity: tile sherris; that he is become very hot and valiant. Yet notwithstanding, being incens'ı he's flint; If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle
As humourous as winter, and as sudden I would teach thein, should be,-to forswear thin 45 As tlaws congealed' in the spring of day. potations, and to addict themselves to sack. His temper, iher<fore, must be well ob:erv'd:
Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive luis blood inclind to mirth: How now, Bardolph?
But, being moody, give him line and scope; Bard. The arıy is discharged all, and gone. 150 Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,
Ful. Let them go. I'll through Glocestershire; Confound themselves with working. Learn this, and there will I vi it ma ter Robert Shallow, es
Thomas, quire: I have him already tempering between And thou shalt prove a shelter to thy friends; my finger and my thumb, and shortly will I seal A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers in; with him. Come away.
[Ereunt. 155 That the united vessel of their blood, 'i.e. in my good nature (or condition may perhaps here, as in The Tempest, mean, in my place as commanding otficer) I shall speak better of you than you merit. *i. e. quick to understand. dj. e. inventive, imaginative. A very pleasant allusion to the old use of sealing with soft wax. si. e. our navy is ready, prepared. • i. e. changeable as the weather of a winter's day. ? Alluding to the opinion of soine philosophers, that the vapours being congealed in the air by cold (which is inost intense towards the morning), and being afterwards rarified and let loose by the warmth of the sun, occasion those sudden and impetuous gusts of wind which are called jiuws.
Mingled with venom of suggestion,
The manner and true order of the fight, (As, force perforce, the age will pour it in) This packet, please it you, contains at large. Shall never leak, though it do work as strong K. Henry. And wherefore should these good As aconituin, or rash' gunpowder.
news make me sick? Cia. I shall observe him with all care and love. I vill fortune never come with both hands full, K. Henry. Why art thou not at Windsor with But write her fair words still in foulest letters? him, Thomas?
She either gives a stoinach, and no food,
C'a. He is not there to-day; he dines in London. Such are the poor, in health ; or else a feast, K. Henry. And how accompanied: can’st thou And takes away the stomach,—such are the rich, tell that?
[lowers. 10 That have abundance, and enjoy it not. Cla. With Poins, and other his continual fol- I should rejoice now at this happy news;
K. Henry. Most subjectisthefattest soil to weeds; And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy:And he, the noble image of my youth,
O me! come near me, now I am much ill. Is overspread with them: Therefore my grief
[Sinks dos Stretches itself beyond the hour oi death; 15 Glo. Comfort your majesty! The blood weeps froin muy heart, when I do shape, (ta. Oiny royal father!
Elook up In forms imaginary, the unguided days,
ll'est. My sovereign lord, chear up yourself, And rotten times, that you shall look
l'ar. Be patient, princes; you do know these When I am sleeping with my ancestors. Are with his highness very ordinary. [tits For when liis headstrong riot hath no curb, 20 Stand from hin, give him air,; he'll straight be well
and hot blood are his counsellors, Cla. No, no; he cannot long hold out these pangs: When means and lavish manners inect together, The incessant care and labour of his mind O, with what wings shall his affections fly
Hath wrought the mure“, that should confine it in, Towards fronting peril and opposil decay! So thin, that life luuks through, and will break out. Har. My gracious lord, you look beyond him 25 Glo. The people fear me'; for they do observe gnite:
"Unfather'd heirs, and loathly births of nature: The prince but studies liis companions, (guage, The seasons change their manners; as the year Like a strange tongue : wherein to gain the lan- Hadfoundsome monthsasleep,andleap'dthemover. Tis needful, that the most immodest word
Cia. The river hatir thrice flow'd,' no ebb beBe look'd upon, and learn'd; which once attain'd, 30
tween: Your highness knows, comes tu no further use, And the old folk, time's douting chronicles, But to be known, and hated. So, like gross terms, Say, it did so a little time before The prince will, in the perfectness of time, That our great grandsire, Edward, sick'd and dy'd. Cast off his followers; and their wuemory
Wur.Speak lower, princes, for tlre king recovers. Shall as a pattern or a measure live,
35 Glo. This apoplexy will, certain, be his end. By which his grace must mete the lives of others; K. Henry. I pray you take me up, and hear me Turning past evils to advantages. (hier comb Into some other chamber: softly, pray. [heace
K. Henry. 'Tis eklom, when the heedloth leave Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends; Inthedead carrion. Who's here: Westmoreland: Unless some dull and favourable land Enter l'esimoreland.
10 Will whisper music to my weary spirit. Il'est. Ilealth to my sovereign ! and new biappi- Hur. Call for the music in the other room. Added to that which ani to deliver!
K.Henry.Getmethe crown upon mypillow here. Prince Jolin, your son, doth kiss your grace's hand Cla. His eye is hollow, and he changes much. Mowbray, the bishop Scroop, llastings, and all, War. Less noise, less noise. Are brought to the correction of your law; 45[They contcythe king toun inner part of the room. There is not now a rebel's sword unsheathil,
Enter Prince Henry. But peace puts forth her olive every where,
P. Ilenry. Wlo saw the duke of Clarence? The manner how this action has been bofble,
Cla. I am htre, brother, full of heaviness. Ilere, at more leisure, may your highuess read; P. Henry. How now! rain within doors, and With every course, in his particular. (bira, 150 Hlow doth the king?
[none abroad! K. Henry. O Westmoreland, thou art a summer Glo. Exceeding ill. Which ever in the haunch of winter sings
P'. Ilenry. Ileard be the good news yet? The lifting up of day. Look! here's more news. Tell it hiin. Enter Harcourt.
Glo. He alter'd mach upon the hearing it. Hir. From csemies beaven keep your majesty: 135 P. Llenru. The be sich And when they stand against you, may they
fail With joy, he will recover without physic. As those that I am come to tell you of!
Hur. Not so much noise, my lords:-sweet The earl Vorthumberland, and the lord Bardulph,
prince, speak low; With a great power of English and of Scots, The King your father is dispos'd to sleep. Are by The si riti' of Yorkshire overthrown: Cla. Let us withdraw into the other room. 'Rash, is quick, violent, sudden.
aj. e. his passions. : His is used for its, very frequently in t.coll plays * i. e. the wall. 5 'i. e. make me afraid, • That is, equivocal births, pidductions not brought forth according to the started laus of generation. ? This is historically true. It happened on the 13th of October, 1411. Dullsignities melancholy, gentle, soothing. It is still the custom in France to place the crown on the king's pillow when he is dying.
War. Will't please your grace to go along with us?
Their bopes with industry; P. Henry. No; I will sit and watch here by the For this they have engrossed and pild up.
king. [Exeunt all but Prince Henry. The cankerd heaps of strange-atchieved gold; Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow, For this they have been thoughtful to invest Being so troublesome a bed-fellow?
5 Their sons with arts and martial exercises : O polish'd perturbation! golden care!
When, like the bee, tolling* trom every flower That keep'st the ports' of sluirber open wide The virtuous sweets;
(honey, To many a watchtul night!--sleep with it now! Our thighs pack'd with wax, our mouths with Yet not so sound, and half so deeply sweel, We bring it to the hive; and, like the bees, As he, whose brow, with homely bingen' bound, 10 Are murder'd for our pains. This bitter taste Snores out the watch of night. () majesty! Yield his engrossments to the ending father. When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit
Re enter Warnick. Like a rich armour worn in heat of day,
Now, where is he that will not stay so long, That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath
Till his friend sickness hath determin’dme [room, There lies a downy feather, which stirs not : 15 ll'ar. My lord, I found the prince in the next Did he suspire, that light and weightless down Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks; Perforce must move.--My gracious lord! my fa
With such a deep demeanour in great sorrow, ther!
That tyranny, which never quali'd but blood, This sleep is sound, indeed; this is a sleep, Would, by beholding him, have wash'd his knife That from this golden rigol' hath divore'd 20 With genile eye-drops. He is coming hither. So many English kings. Thy due, froin me, K. Tienry, But wherefore did he take away the Is tears, and heavy sorrows of the biood;
crown? Which nature, love, and tilial tenderness
Re-enter Prince Henry. Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously: Lo, where he comes.--Come hitherto me, Harry:-My due, from thee, is this iinperial crown; 25 Depart the chamber, leave us here alone. Which, as immediate from thy place and blood,
[Ercunt Lords, &c. Derives itself to me. Lo, here it sits,-
P.Henry. Ineverthought tonearyou speak again. [Putting it on his head. K. Henry. Thy wish was father, Harry, to that Which heaven shall guard : and put the world's I
stay too long by thee, I weary thee. [thought: whole strength
30 Dost chou so hunger for my empty chair, Into one giant arın, it shall not force
That thou wilt needs invest thee with mine honours This lineal honour froin me: this from thee Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth! Will I to mine leave, as 'tis left to me. [Erit. Thouse_k'st thegreatness thatwilloverwhelmi thee. K. Henry. Warwick! Gloster! Clarence! Stay but a little; for my cloud of dignity
Re-enter Warwick and the rest. 35 Is held from falling with so weak a wind, Cla. Doth the king call ? [your grace? That it will quickly drop: my day is dim. War. What would your majesty? How fares Thou hast stoln that, which, after some few hours, K. Henry. Why did you leave me here alone, Were thine without otience; and, at my death,
[liege, Thou hast seal'd up my expectations : Cla. We left the prince my brother here, my 40 Thy life did manifest thou lov’dst me not, Who undertook to sit and watch by you.
And thou wilt have me die assured of it. K. Henry. The prince of Wales Where is he? Thon hid'st a thousand daggers in thy thoughts; let me see him:
Which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart, He is not here,
To stab at half an hour of my life. War. This door is open; he is gone this way. 45 Whal! can'st thou not forbear me half an hour? Glo. He came not through the chamber where Then
get thee gone, and dig my grave thyself; we stay’d.
[my pillow And bic the merry bells ring to thine car, K. Hlen. Where is the crown ? who took it from That thou art crowned, not that I am dead. War. When we withdrew, my liege, we left it Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse, here.
[seck him out. 50 Be drops of balm, to sanctity thy head: K. Henry. The prince hath ta'en it hence:--go, Only compoundline with forgotten dust; Is he so hasty, that he doth suppose
Give that, which gave thee life, unto the worms. My sleep my death?
[hither. - Pluck down my officers, break my decrees; Find him, my lord of Warwick; chidle him For now a tine is come to mock al forn, This part of his conjoins with my decease, [are: 5: Harry the Fifth is crown’d:- 'p, vanity! And helps to end me.-See, sons, what things you Dowi, royal state! all you sage counsellors, hence! How quichly nature falls into revolt,
Ind to the English court assemble now, When gold becomes her object!
From every region, apes of idleness! For this the foolish over-carefuil fathers
Now, neighbour confines, purge you of yourscum: Have broke their sleeps with thought, their braine 00 Elave you a ruffian, that will swear, drink, dance,
Revel the night; rob, murder, and commit
'ie the gates of slumber. ? A kind of cap, at present worn only by children; but so called from the cap worn by the Beguines, an order of nuns. 3Rigol means a circle. * Tolling is tak ing toll His accumulations. • i. e. thou hast confirmed my opinion... Kk2