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you, lords,

tells me,

Either from the king, or in the present time, Arch. Then take, my lord of Westmoreland, That you should have an inch of any ground

this schedule ;* To build a grief on: Were you not restor'd For this contains our general grievances :To all the duke of Norfolk's signiories,

Each several article herein redress'd; Your noble and right-well-remember'd father's? All members of our cause, both here and hence, Moub. What thing, in honour, had my father That are insinewd to this action, lost,

Acquitted by a true substantial form ; That need to be reviv'd, and breath'd in me? And present execution of our wills The king, that lov'd him, as the state stood Tous, and to our purposes, consigu'V; then,

We come within our awful tankst again, Was, force perforce, compellid to banish him: And knit our powers to the arm of peace. And then, when Harry Bolingbroke, and he,- West. This will I show the general. Please Being mounted, and both roused in their seats, Their neighing coursers daring of the spur, In sight of both our battles we may meet : Their armed staves* in charge, their beaverst And either end in peace, which heaven so down,


frame! Their eyes of fire sparkling through sightst of Or to the place of difference call the swords And the loud trum jet blowing them together; Which must decide it. The.), then, when there was nothing could Arch. My lord, we will do so. have staid

Erit WEST. My father from the breast of Bolingbroke, Morb. There is a thing within my bosom, o, when the king did throw his warueri down, His own life hung upon the stafi he tirew: That no conditions of our peace can stand. Then threw he down himself; and all their lives, Hast. Fear you not that: if we can make That, by indictment, and by dint of sword,

our peace Have since miscarried under Bolingbroke. Upon such large terms, and so absolute, W cst. You speak, lord Mowbray, now you As our conditions shall consist upon, [tains. know not what:

Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky moun'The earl of Hereford was reputed then

Morb. Ay, bat our valuation shall be such, lu England the most valiant gentleman ; That every slight and false-derived cause, Who kuows, on whom fortune would then Yea, every idle, nice, and wanton reason, have smild?

Shall, to the king, taste of this action : But, if your father had been victor there,

That were our royal faithsý martyrs in love, He ne'er had borne it out of Coventry: We shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind, For all the country, in a general voice,

That, even our corn shall seem as light as chaff, Cried hate upon him; and all their prayers, And good from bad find no partition. and love,

Arch. No, no, my lord; Note this,--the king Were set on lereford, whom they doted on,

is weary And bless'd, and grac'd indeed, more than the ordainty and sueh picking|| grievances : king.

For he hath found,--to end one doubt by But this is mere digression from my purpose.

Here come I from our princely general, Revives two greater in the heirs of life.
To know your griefs; to tell you froin his grace, And therefore will he wipe his tabless clean;
That he will give you audience: and wherein And keep no tell-tale to his memory,
It shall appear that your demands are just, That may repeat and history his loss
You shall enjoy them; every thing set off, To new remembrance: For full well he knows.
That might so much as think you enemies. He cannot so precisely weed this land,

Now. But he hath forc'd us to compel this As his misdoubts present orcasion ;
And it proceeds from policy, not love. (offer; His foes are so enrooted with his friends,
West. Mowbray, you overween,|| to take it That, plucking to unfix an enemy,

He doth unfasten so, and shake a friend. Tis offer comes from mercy, not from fear: So that this land, like an offensive wife, For, lo! within a kent, our army lies ; That hath enray'd him on to offer strokes; Upon mine honour, all too confident

As he is striking, holds his infant up,
To give admittance to a thought of fear. And hangs resolvi correction in the arm
Our batile is more full of names than yours, That was uprear'd to execution.
Our men more perfect in the use of arms,

Hasi. Besides, the king hath wasted all his Our armour all as strong, our cause the best;

rods Then reason wills, our hearts should be as

On late offenders, that he now doth lack good:

The very instruments of chast sement: Say you not then, our offer is compell’d.

So that his power, like a fangless lion, Mowb. Well, by my will, we shall admit no

May offer, but not hold. parley.

Arch. "Tis very true;

(shal, W’est. That argues but the share of your and therefore be assurd, my good lord maroffence:

If we do now make our atonement well, A rotten case abides no handling.

Our peace will, like a broken limb united, Hast. Hath the prince Joho a full com Grow stronger for the breaking. In very ample virtue of his father, (mission, Moub. Be it so. To hear, and absolutely to determine

Here is reiurn'd my lord of Westmoreland. Of what conditions we shall stani apon? West. That is intended** in the generai':

Re-enter WESTMORELAND. I musc,t+ you make so slight a question.

West. The prince is here at hand: Pleaseth


your lordship, | Helmets. The eye holes of helmets. Truncheon.

* Inventory.

| Proper limits of reverence. # Thiok too bigfily.

ir Sight.
| Trivial.

The faith due to a king, *** Unders:uod.

++ Wooder.

1' Piddling, insigoilcan!. ' Book for memoraadums.


* Lances.

we come.


To meet his grace just distance 'tween our ar- P.John. I like them all, and do allow them mies?

well : Mob. Your grace of York, in God's name And swear here by the honour of my blood. then set forward.

My father's purposes have been mistook; Arch. Betore, and greet his grace:-mylord, And some about him have too lavishly

(Ereunt. Wrested his meaning, and authority. SCENE 11.--Another part of the Forest,

My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd;

(rou, Enter, from one side, MOWBRAY, the ARC Upon my soul, They shall If this may please

Bishop, ILastings, and others; from the out Discharge your powerst unto the several cousiside, Prince Joun of Lancaster, WESTMORE


(mies, LAND, Officers and Allindants.

As we will ours: and here, between the ar. P. John. You are well encounter'd here, my Let's drink together friendly, and embrace; cousin Vowi'ray:-

i That all their eyes may bear those tokens home, Good day to you, gentle lord Archbishop ;- Of our restored love, and amity. Aniso to you, lord Hasting: -and o all. .Arch. I take your princely word for these re. My lord of York, it better show'! with yori,

dresses. When that your flock, assembled ly the bell, P. John. I give it you, and will maintain my Enc rcled you, to hear with reverence

won: Yo ir 8vosition on the holy text;

And thereupon I drink unto your grace. Than now to see you here an iron man," Hast. Go, captain, [To an Officer.j and deCheering a rout of rebels with your drum,

liver to the army

(part : Turning the word to sword, and lite to death This news of peace ; let them have pay, and That man, that sits within a monarch's heart, I know, it will will please them; llie thee, Aud ripens in the sunshin' of his favour,

[Erit Officer World he abuse the countenance of the king, Arch. To you, my noble lord of WestmoreA ack, what mischiefs might he set abroach,

land. In shadow of such greatness! With you, lord West. I pleilge your grace: And, if you bishop,

knew what pains
It is even so :- Who hath not heard it spoken, I have bestow d, to breed this present peace,
How deep you were within the book of Gou? You would drink freely: but my love to you
To us, the speaker in his parliament;

Shall show itself more openly hereaiter.
To us, the imagin'à voice of God himself; Arch. I do not doubt you.
The very opener, and intelligcucer,

West. I am glad of it.-
Between the grace, the sancties of heaven, Health to mylord, and gentlecousia, Jiowbray.
And our dull working::t 0, who shall believe, Moub. You wish me health in very happy
But you misuse the reverence of your place;
Employ the countenance and grace of heaven, For I am, on the sudden, something ill.
As a false favourite doth his prince's name, Arch. Against ill chances, men are
In deeds dishonourable? You have taken upet

merry ; Under the counterfeited zeal of God,

Dut heaviness foreruns the good event. The subjects of his substitute, my father; West. Therefore be merry, coz; since sudAnd, both against the peace of heaven and him,

den sorrow Have here up-swarm'u them.

Serves to say thus,--Some good thing comes Arch. Good my lord of Lancaster,

to-morrow. I am not here against your father's peace : Arch. Believe me, I am passing light in spirit. But, as I told my lord of Westmoreland,

Moub. So much the worse, if your own rule The time misorder'u Joth, in common sense,

be true,

[Shouls within. Croud us, and crush us, to this monstrous P. John. The word of peace is renderd; form,

Hark, how they shout! To hold our safety up. I sent your grace

Morb. This had been cheerful, after victory. The parcels and particulars of our grief;. Arch. A peace is of the nature of a conquest; The which hath been with scorn shov'u from For then both parties vobly are subdued, the colirt,

And neither party loser. Whoreon this Hydra son of war is born :

P. John. Go, my lord, Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'a And let our army be discharged too.-asleep,

[Exit WESTMORELAND. With grant of our most just and right desires; And, good my lord, so please you, let our And tru obedience of this madness cur'd,

trainsi Stoop ta mely to the foot of majesiy.

March by us; that we may peruse the mea Morb. If not, we ready are to try our for- ! We should have copd withal. To the la- man.

[tunes Arch. Go, good lord Hastings Hst. And though we here fail down, And, ere they be dismiss'd, let them march by. We have supplies to second our attempt ;

(Exit HastINGS. If they miscarry, theirs shall second them : P. John. I trust, my lords, we shall lie 10And so, success, of in schief shall be born ;

night together.-And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up, Whiles England shall have generation.

Re-enter WESTMORELAND. P. John You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow,

Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still? To sound the bottom of the after-times.

West. The leaders having charge from you West. Pleaseth your grace, to answer them

to stand, directly,

Will not go off until they hear you speak. How far-forth you do like their articles ? P. John. They know their duties. * Clad in armour. † 1,abours of thought.


† Forces. #Raised in aru!. Successioo.

Each army.

season ;




Re-enter HASTINGS.

check was the reward of valour. Do you think Hast. My lord, our army is dispers'd already: me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet i have I, Like youthful steers* unyok'd, they take their in my poor and old motion, the expedition of

thought ? I have speeded hither with the very East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke extremest inch of possibility; I have foundered ur,


nine-score and odd posts: and here, travelEach hurries toward his home, and sporting tainted as I am, have, in my pure and immaWest. Good tidings, my lord Hastings ; forculate valour, taken Sir John Colevile of the the which

dale, a most furious kuight, and valorous eneI do arrest, thee, traitor, of high treason:

my: But what of that: he saw me, and yieldAnd you, lord archbishop,—and you, lord ed; that I may justly say with the hook-nosed Mowbray,

fellow of Rome, - I came, saw, and overOf capital treason I attach you'oth. Mowb. Is this proceeding just and honour.

P John. It was more of his courtesy than able?

your deserv ng West. Is your assembly so ?

Fal. I know not; here he is, and here l yield Arch. Will you thus break your faith?

bim: and I beseech your grace, let it be looked P. John I pawn'd thee none :

with the rest of this day's d eds; or, by the I promis’d you redress of these same grievances Lord, I will have it in a particular balled else, Whereof you did complain; which, by mine with mine own picture on the topo, it, Colehonour,

vile kissing my toot: To the which course if I I will perform with a most Christain care.

be enforced, if you do not all show like gilt But, for you, rebels,--look to taste the due tow pences to me; anid 1, in the clear sky of Meet for rebellion, and such acts as yours

fame, o ershine you as much as the full moon Most shallowly did you these arms commence, I like pins' heads to her; believe not the word of

doth the cinders of the clement, which show Fondly throught here, and foolishly sent hence, Strike up our drums, pursue, the scatter’dstray; the noble: Therefore let me have right, and

let desert mount. Heaven, and notwe, have safely fought to-day. Some guard these traitors 'o the block of death;

P. John Thine's too heavy to mount. Treason's true bed, and yielder up of breath.

Fal. Let it shine then. [Exeunt.

P John. Thine's too thick to shine.

Fal Let it do something, my good lord, SCENE III.- Another part of the Forest.

that may do me good, and call it what you will. Alarums: Excursions. inler FALSTAFF and

t. John Is thy name Colevile ? COLEVILE, meeting;

Fal. It is my lord. Fal. Wbat's your name, Sir? of what condi

P. John. A famous rebel art thou, Colevile. tion are you; and of what place, I pray?

Fal. And a famous true subject took him. Cole. I am a knight, Sir; and my name is— Cole. I am. my lord, but as my betters are, Colevile of the dale.

That led me hither: had they been rul'd by me Fo! Well then, Colevile is your name; a

You should have won them dearer than you knight is your degree; and your place, the

have. dale: Colevile shall still be your name; a trai

Fol I know not how they sold themselves: tor your degree ; and the dungeon your place, but thou, like a kind fellow, gavest thyself -a place deep enough; so shall you still be away; and I thank thee for thee. Colevile of the dale.

Re-enter WESTMORELAND. Cole. Are not you Sir John Falstaff ?

P. John Now, have you left pursuit ? Ful As good a man as he. Sir, whoe'er I am.

Il'est. Retreat is made, and execution stay'd. Du ye yield, Sir ? or shall I sweat for you: If

P. John. Send Colevile,with his confederates, I do sweat, they are drops of thy lovers, and To York, io present execut.on:they weep for thy death; therefore rouse up Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guaid him fear and irembling, and do observance to my

[1-xeunt some with COLEVILE. mercy

And now despatch we toward the court, my Colc. I think, you are Sir John Falstaff; and

Jords ; in that thought, yield me. Fal. I have a whole schoolof tongues in this Our news shall go before us to his majesty.-

I hear, the king my father is sore sick: belly of mine; and not a tongue of them all Which, cousin, you shall bear,—to comfort speaks any other word bit m

An I

him ; had but a belly of any indirerency, I were

And we with sober speed will tollow you. simply the inost active fellow in Europe : My

Fal. My 'ord, I beseech you, give me leave womb,my womb,my wombundoes me:-Here to go through Glostershire: and when you comes our general.

come to court, stand my good lord,t 'pray, in Enter Prince Jour of Lancaster, WESTMORE your good report. LAND, and others.

P. John Fare you well, Fa staff: I, in my P.John. The heat is past, follow no further


Shall better speak of you than you deserve. Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland

E, it WEST. Fl. I would, you had but the wit; 'iwere Now, Falstali, where have you been all this better ilian your dukedom-Good faith, this while ?

same young sober-blooded boy doth not love When every thing is ended, then you come : me; nor a man cannot make hiin laugh ;-but These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life,

that's no marvel, he drinks no wine. 'l bere's One time or other break some gallows back. never any of these demure boys came to any

Fal. I would be sorry, my lord, but it should proof : for thin drink doth so over-cool their be thus; I never knew yet, but rebuke and blood, and making many fish-meals, that they




[Exit. fall into a kind of male green-sickness; and K. Hen. Is not his brother, Thomas of Cla. then, when they marry, they get wenches : rence with him ? they are generally fools and cowards;—which P. Humph. No, my good lord; he is in pre. some of us should be too, but for inflam

† siand my good friend. * Young bullocks. Foolishly.

In my present tepper.

* Cesar.

serice here. mation. A good sherris-sack had a two-fold Cla. What would my lord and father? operation in it. It ascends me into the brain; K. Hen. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas dries me there all the foolish, and dull, and of Clarence. crudy vapours which environ it: makes it ap- How chance, thou art not with the prince thy prehensive, quick, forgetive, * full of nimble. brother?

[Thomas, fiery, and defectable shapes; which delivered He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, o'er to the voice, (the tongue,) which is the | Thou hast a better place in his affection, birth, becomes excellent wit. The second pro- i Than all thy brothers: cherish it, my bos; perty of your excellent sherris is,--the warm- And noble offices thou may'st effect ing of the blood; which, before cold and of meditation, after I am dead, [tbren:settled, left the liver white and pale, which is Between his greatness and thy other brethe badge of pusillanimity and cowardice : Therefore, omit him not; blunt not his love: but the sherris warms it, and makes it course Nor lose the good advantage of his grace, from the inwards to the parts extreme. It By seeming cold, or careless of his will. illumineth the face; which, as a beacon, gives For he is gracious, if he be observ'd ;* warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, He hath a tear for ¡ity, and a hand man, to arm: and then the vital commoners, Open as day for melting charity: [fiat: and inland petty spirits, muster me all to their Yel notwithstanding, being incens'd, be's captain, the heart; who, great, and puffed up As humourous as winter, and as sudden with this retinue, doth any deed of courage; As Naws congealed in the spring of day, and this valour comes of sherris: So that skill His temper, therefore, must be well obsero'd: in the weapon is nothing, without sack; for Chide him for faults, and do it reverently, that sets it a work: and learning,a mere hoard When you perc ive his blood inclin'd to mirto: of gold kept by a devil; till sack commences But, being moody, give bim line and scope ; it,f and sets it in act and 11se. Hereof comes Till that his passions, like a whale on ground, it, that prince Harry is valiant : for the cold Confound themselves with working. Learn blood he did naturally inherit of his father,

this, Thomas, he hath, like lean, te il, and bare land, And thou shalt pro e a shelter to thiy friends; manured, husbanded, and tilled, with excel. A hoop of gold, to bind thy brothers in ; lent endeavour of drinking good, and good That the united vessels of their blood, store of fertil sherris; thai he is become Vingled with venom of suggestion, very hot, and valiant. If I had a thousand (As, force perforce, the age will pour it in,) sons, the fust human principle I would teach Shall never leak, though it do work as strong them, should be,--to foreswear thin potations, As aconitum,f or rash gunpowder. and addict themselves to sack.

Clu. I shall observe him with all care and

love. Enter BARDOLPI.

K. Hen. Why art thou not at Windsor with How now, Bardolph?

him Thomas ? Bard. The army is discharged all, and gone. Cla. He is not there to day; he dines in

Fal. Let them go; Il through Glostershire; London. and there will I visit master Robert Shallow, K. Hen. And how accompanied ? can't esquire : I have him already tempering be

thou tell that? tween my finger and my thumb, and shortly

Cla, With Poins, and other his contitnual will I seal with him, Come away.


[Exeunt. K. Hin 'ost subject is the fattest soil to SCENE IV.-Weslminster. -A Room in the weeds ; palace.

And he the noble image of my youth, Enter King HENRY, CLARENCE, Prince HUM- Is overspread with them. Therefore my grief.

PHREY, WARWICK, and others. Stretches itself beyond the hour of death; K. Hen. Now, lords, if heaven doth give

The blood weeps from my beart, when I do successful end

shape, To this debate that bleedeth at our doors,

In forms imaginary, the unguided days,

And rotten times, that you shall look upon we will our youth lead on to higher fields, And draw no swords but what are sanctified.

When I am sleeping with my ancestors.

For when his beadstrong-riot hath no curb, Our navy is address d. 0 our power collected,

When rage and blood are his counsellors, Our substitutes in alısence well invested,

When means and lavish manners meet toAnd ev ry thing lies level to our wish:

gether, Only, we want a little personal strength; And nause us, till these rebels, now afoot

0, with what wings shall his affections fly Come underneath the yoke of government.

Towards fronting peril and oppos’d decay! War. Both which, we doubt not but your

War. Hy gracious lord, you look beyond

him quite: majesty shall soon enjoy.

The prince but studies his companions, K. Hen Humphrey, my son of Gloster,

Like a strange tongue : wherein to gain the

language, Where is the prince your brother ? P. H mph. I think, he's gone to hunt, my Be look'd upon, and learn'd: which one at

'Tis needful, that the most immodest word lord, at windsor.

tain d, K Hen And how accompanied ?

Your highness knows, comes to no farther use P. Humph. I do not know, my lord.

But to be known, and hated. So, like gross † Brings it into action,

terms, 1 An allusion to the old use of sealing with soft wax. Ready, prepared.

* Has an attention shown him. † Wolf's bane, a poisonous berb.

* Ioventive.


The prince will, in the perfectness of time, Cla. The river hath thrice flow'd, bo ebb beCast off his followers : and their memory

tween :* Shall as a pattern or a measure live,

And the old folk, time's doting chronicles,
By which his grace must mete the lives of others; Say, it did so, a little time before
Turning past evils to advantages.

That our great grandsire Edward, sick'd and

died. K. Hen. 'Tis seldom, when the bee doth leave her comb

[land ? War. Speak lower, princes, for the king recoIn the dead carrion. Who's here? Westmore

P. Humph. This apoplex will, certain, be his Enter WESTMORELAND.

end. West. Health to my sovereign ! and new hap

K. Hen. I pray you, take me up, and bear me

hence piness Added to that that I am to deliver !

loto some other chamber: softly, 'pray.

[hand : Prince John, your son, doth kiss your grace's

[They convey the King into an inner part of Mowbray, the bishop Scroop, Hastings, and all, the room, and place him on a Bed. Are brought to the correction of your law; Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends ; There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd, Unless some dullt and favourable hand But peace puts forth her olive every where. Will whisper music to my weary spirit. The manner how this action hath been borne, War. Call for the music in the other room. Here at more leisure, may your highness read; K. Hen. Set me the crown upon my pillow With every course, in his particular. *

here. K. Hen. O Westmoreland, thou art a summer

Cla. His eye is hollow, and he changes much bird,

War. Less poise, less noise. Which ever in the haunch of winter sings

Enter Prince HENRY. The lifting up of day. Look! here's more news.

P. Hen. Who saw the duke of Clarence ? Enter HARCOURT.

Cla. I am here, brother, full of heaviness.

P. Hen. How now! rain within doors, and none Har. From enemies heaven keep your majes- abroad! ty;

How doth the king ?
And, when they stand against you, may they fall P. Humph. Exceeding ill.
As those that I am come to tell you of!

P. Hen. Heard he the good news yet?
The earl of Northumberland, and the lord Bar- Tell it him.

P. Humph. He alter'd much upon the heart With a great power of English, and of Scots,

ing it. Are by the sheriff of Yorkshire overthrown: P. Hen. If he be sick The manner and true order of the fight, With joy, he will recover without physic. This packet, please it you, contains at large. War. Not so much noise, my lords :---sweet K. Hen. And wherefore should these good prince, speak low; news make me sick ?

The king your father is dispos'd to sleep. Will fortune never come with both hands full, Cla. Let us withdraw into the other room. But write her fair words still in foulest letters ? War. Will't please your grace to go along Sbe either gives a stomach, and no food,

with us? Sach are the poor, in health; or else a feast, P. Hen. No; I will sit and watch here by the And takes away the stomach,--such are the rich, king. [Exeunt all but P. HENRY. That have abundance, and enjoy it not.

Why doth the crowa lie there upon his pillow, I should rejoice now at this happy news; Being so troublesome a bedfellow? And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy:- O polish'd perturbation! golden care ! O me! come near me, now I am much ill. That keeps the ports of slumber open wide

[Swoons. To many a watchful night!--sleep with it now! P. Humph. Comfort, your majesty!

Yet not so sound, and half so deeply sweet, Cla. O my royal father!

As he, whose brow, with homely bigging bound, West. My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, Snores out the watch of night. O majesty! look up!

When thou dost pinch thy

bearer, thou dost sit War. Be patient, princes ; you do know, these Like a rich armour worn in heat of day,

That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath Are with his highness very ordinary: (well. There lies a downy feather, which stirs not: Stand from him, give him air; he'll straight be Did he suspire, that light and weightless down Cla. No, no; he cannot long hold out these Perforce mast move. My gracious lord ! my fapangs ;

ther! The incessant care and labour of his mind

This sleep is sound indeed ; this is a sleep, Hath wrought the muret that should confioe it That from this golden rigolll hath divorc'd in,

(out. So many English kings. Thy due, from me, So thin, that life looks through, and will break Is tears, and heavy sorrows of the blood; P. Humph. The people fear me ;f for they do Which pature, love, and filial tenderness, observe

Shall,0 dear father, pay thee plenteously : Unfather'd heirs, and loathly birds of nature: My due, from thee, is this imperial crown; The seasons change their manners, as the year|| Which, as immediate from thy place and blood, Had found some months asleep, and leap'd them Derives itself to me. Lo, here it sits,,

(Putting it on his head. The detail contained in Prince John's letter.

• An historical fact, on Oct. 12, 1411.
Worked the wan.
Make me afraid.
Melancholy, soothing.

As if the year:

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