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King. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty, | Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down Sits not so easy on me as you think.
After my seeming. The tide of blood in me Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear; Hath proudly pow'd in vanity till now: This is the English, not the Turkish court;
Now doth it turn, and ebb back to the sea : Not Amurath an Amurath: succeeds,
Where it shall mingle with the state of floods, But Harry, Harry: Yet be sad, good brothers, And flow henceforth in formal majesty. For, to speak truth, it very well becomes you; Now call we our high court of parliament: Sorrow so royally in you appears,
And let us choose such limbs of noble council, That I will deeply put the lashion on,
That the great body of our state may go
That war, or peace, or both at once, may be
As things acquainted and familiar to us; For me, by Heaven, I bid you be assurd,
In which you, father, shall have foremost hand. I'll be your father and your brother too;
[To the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your cares. Our coronation done, we will accite,5 Yet weep, that Harry's dead; and so will 1: As I before remember'd, all our state: But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears, And (God consigning to my good intents) By number, into hours of happiness.
No prince, nor peer, shall have just cause to P. John, fc. We hope no other from your majesty.
say,King. You all look strangely on me:--and you Heaven shorten Harry's happy life one day. most; [To the CHIEF JUSTICE.
(Exeunt. You are, I think, assur’d, I love you not.
Ch. Just. I am assurd, it I be measur'd rightly, SCENE III.-Gloucestershire. The Garden of Your majesty hath no just cause to hate me.
Shallow's House. King. No!
Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, BARDOLPH, the How might a prince of my great hopes forget
Page, and Davy. So great indignities you laid upon me? What! rate, rebuke, and roughly sent to prison Shal. Nay, you shall see mine orchard: where, in The immediate heir of England! Was this easy? an arbor, we will eat a last year's pippin of my own May this be wash'd in Lethe and forgotten ? gratting, with a dish of carraways, and so forth ;
Ch. Just. I then did use the person of your father; come, cousin Silence; and then to bed. The image of his power lay then in me:
Fal. 'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling, And, in the administration of his law,
and a rich. While I was busy for the commonwealth,
Shal. Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, begYour highness pleased to forget my place,
gars all, sir John:-marry, good sir.--Spread, Davy; The majesty and power of law and justice, spread, Davy, well said, Davy. The image of the king whom I presented,
Fal. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is And struck me in my very seat of judgment; your serving-man, and your husbandman. Whereon, as an offender to your father,
Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good I gave bold way to my authority,
varlet, sir John.---By the mass, I have drunk too And did commit you. If the deed were ill, much sack at supper:--A good varlet. Now sit Be you contented, wearing now the garland, down, now sit down :--come, cousin. To have a son set your decrees at nought;
Sil. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a,--we shall To pluck down justice from your awful bench; Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer, To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword
(Singing. That guards the peace and safety of your person:
And praise heaven for the merry year; Nay, more: to spurn at your most royal image,
When flesh is cheap and females dear, And mock your workings in a second body.
And lusty lads roam here and there, Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours;
So merrily, Be now the father, and propose a son:
And ever among so merrily. Hear your own dignity so much profaned,
Fal. There's a merry heart!-Good master SiSee your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted, lence, I'll give you a health for that anon. Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd:
Shal. Give master Bardolph some wine, Davy. And then imagine me taking your part,
Davy. Sweet sir, sit; (Seating BARDOLPH and the And, in your power, soft silencing your son:
Page at ancther table.) I'll be with you anon; After this cold consideration, sentence me;
most sweet sir, sit. Master page, good master And, as you are a king, speak in your state, page, sit: proface! 6 What you want in meat, we'll What I have done that misbecame my place, have in drink. But you must bear; the heart's all. My person, or my liege's sovereignty.
[Exit. King. You are right, Justice, and you weigh Shal. Be merry, master Bardolph:-and my little this well;
soldier there, be merry. Therefore still bear the balance and the sword: Sil. Be merry, be merry, my wive's as all ; And I do wish your honors may increase,
[Singing. Till you do live to see a son of mine
For woman are shrews, both short and tall; Ofend you, and obey you, as I did.
'Tis merry in hall, when beards wag all, So shall I live to speak my father's words:
And welcome merry shrove-tile. Happy am I, that have a man so bold,
Be merry, be merry, &c. That dores do justice on my proper son;
Fal. I did not think master Silence had been a And noi less huppy, having such a sm,
man of this mettle. That would deliver up his greatness 80
Sil. Who, I? I have been merry twice and once, Into the hands of justice:-You did commit me:
ere now. For which I do coin mit into your hand
Davy. There is a dish of leather-coats? for you. With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit,
[Setting them before BARDOLPH. As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand;
Shal. Davy,You shall be as a father to my youth:
Davy. Your worship?--I'll be with you straight My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear;
[To BARD.)- A cup of wine, sir? And I will stoop and humble my intents
Sil. A cup of wine, that's brisk and fine, To your well-practis'd, wise directions.
(Singing And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you;
And drink unto the lady mine; My father is gone wild into his grave,
And a merry heart lives long-d. For in his tomb lie my atfections;
Fal. Well said, master Silence, And with his spirit sadly I survive,
Sil. And we shall be merry;--now comes in the To mock the expectation of the world;
sweet of the night.
Fal. Health and long life to you, master Silence. To frustrate prophecies; and to raze out
Sil. Fill the cup, and let it come; • Emperor of the Turk's, died in 1596 ; his son, who
I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom. succeeded him, had all his brothers strangled.
• Summon. 6 Italian, much good may it do you. * In your regal character and office.
? Apples commonly called russetines.
Shal. Honest Bardolph, welcome: If thou wantest Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and, withal, devise any thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart.- something to do thyself good.--Boot, boot, master Welcome, my little tiny thiet; [To the Page.] and Shallow; I know the young king is sick for me. welcome, indeed, too. I'll drink to master Bar. Let us take any inan's horses; the laws of England dolph, and to all the cavaleroes about London. are at my commandment. Happy are they which
Davy. I hope to see London once ere I die. have been my friends; and woe to my lord chick Bard. An I might see you there, Davy,
Justice! Shal. By the mass, you'll crack a quart together. Pist. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also! Ha! will you not, master Bardolph?
Where is the life that late I led? say they : Bard. Yes, sir, in a pottle pot.
Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant days. Shal. I thank thee:-The knave will stick by
(Ereunt thec, I can assure thee that: he will not out: he is
SCENE IV. London. A Street. true bred. Bard. And I'll stick by him, sir.
Enter Beadles, dragging in HostESS QUICKLY, and Shal. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing:
DOLL TEAR-SHEET. be merry. [Knocking heard. ] Look who's at door there: Ho! who knocks!
Host. No, thou arrant knave; I would, I might Fal. Why, now you have done me right.
die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast
drawn my shoulder out of joint. (TO SILENCE, who drinks a bumper.
Bead. The constables have delivered her over to Sil. Do me right,
(Singing. And dub me knight:
me; and she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I
warrant her: there had been a man or two lately Samingo."
killed about her. Is't not so? Fal. 'Tis so.
Doll. Nut-hook, nut-hook,' you lie. Come, on! Sil. Is't so? Why, then say, an old man can do I'll tell thee what, thou damned'tri pe-visaged rascal;
an the child I now go with, do miscarry, thou somewhat.
had'st better thou had'st struck thy mother, thou Re-enter DAVY.
paper faced villain! Davy. Anit please your worship, there's one Pistol Host. O the Lord, that sir John were come! he come from the court with news.
would make this a bloody day to somebody. But Fal. From the court! let him come in.
I pray God, the fruit of her womb miscarry!
1 Bead. If I do, you shall have a dozen of cushEnter PISTOL.
ions? again; you have but eleven now. Come, I How now, Pistol?
charge you both go with me; for the man is dead, Pist. God save you, sir John!
that you and Pistol beat among you. Ful. What wind blew you hither, Listol?
Doll. I'll tell thee what, thou thin man in a cenPist. Not the ill wind which blows no man to ser! I will have you as soundly swinged for this, good.-Sweet knight, thou art now one of the you blue-bottle rogue!you filthy famished correcgreatest men in the realm.
tioner! if you be not swinged, I'll forswear halfSil. By'r lady, I think 'a be; but goodman Puff kirtles. of Barson.
1 Bead. Come, come, you she knight-errant, Pist. Puff? Puil in thy teeth, most recreant coward base! - Host. O, that right should thus overcome might! Sir John, I am thy Pistol, and thy friend,
Well; of sufferance comes case. And helter-skeltor have I rode to thee;
Doll. Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,
justice. And golden times, and happy news of price.
Host. Ay; come, you starved blood-hound. Ful. I pr’ythee now, deliver them like a man of Doll. Goodman death! goodman bones! this world.
Host. Thou atomy, thou! Pist. A foutra for the world, and worldlings base! Doll. Come, you thin thing; come, you rascal! I speak of Africa, and golden joys.
1 Bead. Very well.
(Exeunt. Fal. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news? Let king Cophetua know the truth thereof.
SCENE V.- d public Place near Westminster Sil. And Robin Hool, Scarlet, and John. (Sings.
1 Groom. More rushes, more rushes. Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.
2 Groom. The trumpets have sounded twice. Shal. Honest gentleman, I know not your breed- 1 Groom. It will be two o'clock ere they come iny.
from the coronation: Despatch, despatch. Pist. Why then, lament therefore.
(Exeunt Grooms. Shal. Give me pardon, sir;-11, sir, you come with news from the court, I 'lake' it, ihere is but Enter FalstAFF, SHALLOW, Pistol, BARDOLPH, and two ways; either to utter them, or conceal them.
the Page. I am, sir, under the king, in some authority.
Fal. Stand here by me, master Robert Shallow; Pist. Under which king, Bezonian? speak, or die. I will make the king do you grace: I will leer upon Shal. Under king Harry.
him, as 'a comes by; and do but mark the countePist.
Harry the fourth?or fifth? nance that he will give me. Shal. Harry the fourth.
Pist. God bless thy lungs, good knight. Pist.
A foutra for thine ollice!- Fal. Come here, Pístol; stand behind me.--0, if Sir John, thy tender lambkin uow is king;
I had had time to have made new liveries, I would Harry the filth's the man. I speak the truth: have bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of When Pistol lies, do this; and tig me, like
you. [TO SHALLOW.] But 'tis no matter; this poor The brazging Spaniard.
show doth better: this doth inter the zeal I had to Fal. What! is the old king dead ?
see him. Pist. As nail in door: the things I speak, are just. Shal. It doth so.
Fal. Away, Bardolph; saddle my horse.--Master Fal. It shows my earnestness of affection. Robert Shallow, choose what oflice thou wilt in the Shal. It doth so. land, 'tis thine.- Pistol, I will double-charge thee Fal. My devotion. with dignitios.
Shal. It doth, it doth, it doth. Bard. () joyful day!-I would not take a knight- Fal. As it were, to ride day and night; and not hood for my fortune. Pist. What? I do bring good news?
to deliberate, not to remember, not to have palicnce
to shift me. Fal. Carry master Silence to bed.--Master Shallow, Shal. It is most certain. my lord Shallow, be what thou wilt, I am fortune's Fal. But to stand stained with travel, and sweat. steward. Get on thy boots; we'll ride all night:- ing with desire to see him: thinking of nothing else; O, sweet Pistol:-Away, Bardolph.-(Exit BARD.) putting all atlairs else in oblivion; as if there were
He who drank a bumper on his knees, to the health nothing else to be donc, but to see him.
2 To stuff her out to counterfeit pregnacy. Nashe's plays.
• Beadles usually wore a blue livery 4 Short cloaks.
Pist/'Tis semper idem, for absque hoc nihil est:8| And, as we hear you do reform yourselves, 'Tis all in every part.
We will, -according to your strength, and qualiShal. 'Tis so indeed.
ties,Pist. My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver, Give you advancement.-Be it your charge, my And make thee rage.
lord, Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts, To see perform'd the tenor of our word.Is in base durance, and contagious prison;
(Exeunt King, and his Train. Haul'd thither
Fal. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand By most mechanical and dirty hand: -
pound. Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto's Shal. Ay, marry, sir John; which I beseech you snake,
to let me have home with me. For Doll is in Pistol speaks nought but truth. Fal. That can hardly be, master Shallow. Do Fal. I will deliver her.
not you grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private [Shouts within, and the Trumpets sound. to him: look you, he must seem thus to the world. Pist. There roar'd the sea, the trumpet-clangor Fear not your advancement; I will be the man yet sounds.
that shall make you great. Enter the King and his Train, the Chief Justice
Shal. I cannot perceive how; unless you give among them.
me your doublet, and stuff me out with straw. l
beseech you, good sir John, let me have five hun Fal. God save thy grace, king Hal! my royal dred of my thousand. Hal!
Fal. Sir, I will be as good as my word: this that Pist. The heavens thee guard and keep, most you heard, was but a color. royal imp of fame!
Shal A color, I fear, that you will die in, sir John. Fal. God save thee, my sweet boy!
Fal. Fear no colors; go with me to dinner. Come, King. My lord chief Justice, speak to that vain lieutenant Pistol;-come, Bardolph:- I shall be sent
for soon at night.
(Exeunt. Ch. Just. Have you your wits? know you what 'tis you speak?
Re-enter PRINCE John, the Chief Justice, Officers, &c. Fal. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my Ch. Just. Go, carry sir John Falstaff to the Fleet; heart!
Take all his company along with him. King. I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy Fal. My lord, my lord,prayers;
Ch. Jusi. I cannot now speak: I will hear you How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man,
Take them away. So surfeit-swell’d, so old, and so profane;
Pist. Si fortuna me tormenta, spero me contenta. But, being a wake, I do despise my dream.
(Exeunt FAL., SHAL., Pist., BARD., Page, Make less thy body, hence, and more thy grace;
and Oihicers. Leave gormandizing; know, the grave doth gape P. John. I like this fair proceeding of the king's; For thee thrice wider than for other men:
He hath intent, his wonted followers Reply not to me with a fool-born jest;
Shall all be very well provided for; Presume not, that I am the thing I was:
But all are banísh'd, till their conversations For heaven doth know, so shall the world perceive, Appear more wise and modest to the world. That I have turn'd away my former selt;
Ch. Just. And so they are. So will I those that kept my company.
P. John. The king hath call'd his parliament, my When thou dost hear I am as I have been,
lord. Approach me; and thou shalt be as thou wast, Ch. Just. He hath. The tutor and the feeder of my riots;
P. John. I will lay odds,—that ere this year Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death,
expire, As I have done the rest of my misleaders,- We bear our civil swords and native fire, Not to come near our person by ten miles.
As far as France: I heard a bird so sing, For competence of life, I will allow you,
Whose music, to my thinking, pleas'd the king. That lack of means enforce you no to evil:
Come, will you hence?
EPILOGUE.-- Spoken by a DANCER.
First, my fear; then, my court'sy; last, my that were but light payment,--to dance out of your speech. My fear is, your displeasure; my court'sy, debt. But a good conscience will make any possimy duty; and my speech, tó beg your pardons. If ble satisfaction, and so will l. All the gentlewoyou look for a good speech now, you undo me: für men here have forgiven me; if the gentlemen will what I have to say is of mine own making; and not, then the gentlemen do not agree with the genwhat, indeed, I shouli say, will, I doubt, prove tlewomen, which was never seen before in such an mine own marring. But to the purpose, and so to assembly. the venture:- Be it known to you, (as it is very One word more, I beseech you. If you he not too well,) I was lately here in the end of a displeasing much cloyed with fat ment, our himble author play, to pray your patience for it, and to promise will continue the story, with sir John in it, and you a better. I dil mean, indeed, to pay you with make you merry with fair Katharine of France: this; which, if, like an ill venture, it come unlucki- where, for anything I know, Falstat shall die of, ly home, I break, and you, my gentle creditors, lose. | a sweat, unless already he be killed with your hard Here, I promised you, I wmild be, and here I com- opinions; for Olrlcastle died a martyr, and this is mit my body to your mercies: bate me some, and not the man. My tongue weary; when my legs I will pay you some, and as most debtors do, are too, I will bil you good night: and so kneel promise you infinitely.
down before you ;-but, indeed, to pray for the If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, queen.) will you command me to use my legs? and yet
7 Most of the ancient interludes conclude with a prayer 5 'Tis all in all, and all in every part.
for the king or queen. Hence, perhaps, the Vivant Rcz 6 Henceforward.
& Regina, at the bottom of our modern play-bills.
KING HENRY V.
KING HENRY THE FIFTH.
A Herald. DUKE OF GLOSTER,
Chorus. DUKE OF BEDFORD,
} Brothers to the King. DUKE OF EXETER, Uncle to the King.
CHARLES THE SIXTH, King of France. DUKE OF YORK, Cousin to the King.
LEWIS, the Dauphin. EARLS OF SALISBURY, WESTMORELAND, and WAR. DUKES OF BURGUNDY, ORLEANS, and BOURBON. WICK.
The CONSTABLE of France. ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY.
RAMBURES, and GRANDPRE, French Lords. BISHOP OF ELY.
Governor of Hartleur. EARL OF CAMBRIDGE,
MONTJOY, a French Herald. LORD SCROOP,
Conspirators against the Ambassadors to the King of England.
MORRIS, Jamy, Officers in King Henry's KATHARINE, Daughter of Charles and Isabel.
ALICE, a Lady attending on the Princess Katharine. BATES, Cou WILLIAMS, Soldiers in the same. QUICKLY, Pistol's Wife, an Hostess. NYM, BARDOLPH, Pistou, formerly Servants to Falstaff, now Soldiers in the same.
Lords, Ladies, Officers, French and English Soba Boy, Servant to them.
diers, Messengers, and Attendants.
The SCENE, at the beginning of the play, lies in England; but afterwards wholly in France.
And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,
On your imaginary forces: work: 0, for a muse of fire that would ascend
Suppose, within the girdle of these walls, The brightest heaven of invention!
Are now confined two mighty monarchies, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder. Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts; Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Into a thousand parts divide one man, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and And make imaginary puissance: fire,
Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Crouch for employment. But pardon, gentles all, Printing their proud hoois i' the receiving earth: The tlat unraised spirit, that hath dared,
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our On this unworthy scaffold, to bring forth
kings, So great an object: Can this cockpit hold
Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times; The vasty fields of France, or may we cram Turning the accomplishment of many years Within the wooden 0, the very casques,"
Into an hour-glass; For the which supply, That did affright the air at Agincour
Admit me Chorus to this history; 0, pardon! since a crooked figure may
Who, prologue-like, your humble patience pray, Attest, in little place, a million;
Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.
SCENE I.-London. An Ante-chamber in the | But that the scambling and unquiet time
Did push it out of further
question. Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and BISHOP
Ely. But how, my lord, shall we resist it now?
Cant. It must be thought on. If it pass against OF ELY.
us, Cant. My lord, I'll tell you,—that self bill is we lose the better half of our possession: urged,
For all the temporal lands, which men devout Which, in the eleventh year o'the last king's reign, By testament have given to the church, Was like, and had indecd against us pass'd, Would they strip from us; being valued thus,
As much as would maintain to the king's honor, 1 An allusion to the circular form of the theatre. ? Helmets.
3 Powers of fancy.
Full fifteen earls, and fifteen hundred knights; Cant. Then go we in, to know his embassy; Six thousand and two hundred good esquires;
Which I could, with a ready guess, declare, And, to relief of lazars, and weak age,
Before the Frenchman spoke a word of it. Of indigent faint souls, past corporal toil,
Ely. I'll wait upon you; and I long to hear it. A hundred alm-houses, right well supplied;
(Exeunt. And to the coffers of the king beside, A thousand pounds by the year: Thus runs the
SCENE II.-A Room of State in the same. bill.
Enter King HENRY, GLOSTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, Ely. This would drink deep. Cant. 'Twould drink the cup and all.
WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and Attendants. Ely. But what prevention?
K. Hen. Where is my gracious lord of CanterCant. The king is full of grace and fair regard.
bury? Ely. And a true lover of the holy church.
Exe. Not here in presence. Cant. The courses of his youth promis'd it not.
K. Hen. Send for him, good uncle. The breath no sooner left his father's body,
West. Shall we call in the ambassador, my liege? But that his wildness, mortitied in him,
K. Hen. Not yet, my cousin; we would be reSeem'd to die too: yea, that very moment,
srlv'd, Consideration like an angel came,
Before we hear him, of some things of weight, And whipp'd the offending Adam out of him; Tuat task our thoughts concerning us and France. Leaving his body as a parauise,
Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY and BISHOP To envelop and contain celestial spirits.
Cant. God, and his angels, guard your sacred With such a heady current, scouring faults;
throne, Nor never hydra-headed willfulness
And make you long become it! So soon did lose his seat, and all at once,
Sure, we thank you. As in this king.
My learned lord, we pray you to proceed; Ely.
We are blessed in the change. And justly and religiously unfold, Cant. Hear him but reason in divinity,
Why the law Salique, that they have in France, And, all-admiring, with an inward wish
Or should, or should not, bar us in our claim. You would desire, the king were made a prelate: And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord, Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs,
That you should fashion, wrest or bow your reading, You would say,-it hath been all-in-all his study: Or nicely charge your understanding soul List* his discourse of war, and you shall hear
With opening titles miscreate, whose right A fearful battle render'd you in music:
Suits not in native colors with the truth; Turn him to any cause of policy,
For God doth know, how many, now in health, The Gordian knot of it he will unloose,
Shall drop their blood in approbation Familiar as his garter; that, when he speaks,
Of what your reverence shall incite us to: The air, a charter'd libertine, is still,
Therefore take heed how you impawn our person, And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears, How you awake the sleeping sword of war; To steal his sweet and honeyed sentences;
We charge you in the name of God, take heed: So that the art and practic part of lite
For never two such kingdoms did contend, Must be the mistress to this theoric:
Without much fall of blood; whose guiltless drops Which is a wonder, how his grace should glean it, Are every one a woe, a sore complaint, Since his addiction was to courses vain:
'Gainst him, whose wrongs give edge unto the His companies unletter'd, rude, and shallow;
swords Flis hours till'd up with riots, banquets, sports;
That make such waste in brief mortality. And never noted in him any study,
Under this conjuration, speak, my lord: Any retirement, any sequestration
And we will hear, note, and believe in heart, From open haunts and popularity.
That what you speak is in your conscience wash'd Ely. The strawberry grows underneath the nettle; As pure as sin with baptism. And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best,
Cant. Then hear me, gracious sovereign,-and Neighbor'd by fruit of baser quality:
you peers, And so the prince obscur'd his contemplation That owe your lives, your faith, and services, Under the veil of wildness; which, no doubt,
To this imperial throne:- There is no bar Grew like the summer grass, fastest by night,
To make against your highness' claims to France, Unseen, yet crescives in his faculty.
But this which they produce from Pharamond, Cant. It must be so: for miracles are ceas'd;
In terram Sulicam mulieres nè succedant, And therefore we must needs admit the means No woman shall succeed in Salique land: How things are perfected.
Which Salique land the French unjustly gloze, Ely. But, my good lord,
To be the realm of France, and Pharamond How now for mitigation of this bill
The founder of this law and female bar. Urged by the commons? Doth his majesty
Yet their own authors faithfully affirm,
That the land Salique lies in Germany,
Between the tloods of Sala and of Elbe:
Where Charles the great, having subdued the Sax Than cherishing the exhibiters against us: For I have made an offer to his majesty,
There leit behind and settled certain French; Upon our spiritual convocation;
Who, holding in disdain the German women, And in regard of causes now in hand,
For some dishonest manners of their lite, Which I have open'd to his grace at large,
Establish'd there this law,-to wit, no female As touching France,-to give a greater sum
Should be inheretrix in Salique land; Than ever at one time the clergy yet
Which Salique, as I said, 'twixt Elbe and Sala, Did to his predecessors part withal.
Is at this day in Germany call'd--Mesien. Ely. How did this offer seem receiv'd, my lord ? Thus doth it well appear, the Salique law Cant. With good acceptance of his majesty;
Was not devised for the realm of France: Save, that there was not time enough to hear Nor did the French possess the Salique land (As, I perceivd, his grace would fain have done)
Until tour hundred one-and-twenty years The severals, and unhidden passages,
After defunction of king Pharamond, Of his true titles to some certain dukedoms;
Idly suppos'd the founder of this law: And, generally, the crown and seat of France,
Who died within the year of our redemptionDeriv'd from Edward, his great grandfather.
Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the great Ely. What was the impediment that broke this Subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French off!
Beyond the river Sala, in the year Cant. The French ambassador, upon that instant, Eight hundred tive. Besides, their writers say, Crav'd audience: and the hour, I think, is come,
King Pepin, which deposed Childerick, To give him hearing: Is it four o'clock?
Did, as heir-general, being descended Ely.
It is. Of Blithild, which was daughter to king Clothair, * Listen to. 5 Increasing.