Hoft. A could never abide Carnation, 'twas a Colour he never lik'd.

Boy. A faid once, the Deule would have him about Women.

Hoft. A did in fome fort, indeed, handle Women; but then he was rheumatick and talk'd of the Whore of Babylon. Boy. Do you not remember a faw a Flea ftick upon Bardolph's Nofe and faid it was a black Soul burning in Hell. Bard. Well, the fuel is gone that maintain'd that Fire: That's all the Riches I got in his Service.

Nim. Shall we fhogg? the King will be gone from Southampton.

Pift. Come, let's away. My Love, give me thy Lips: Look to my Chattels, and my Moveables; let Senfes rule; the word is, Pitch and pay; truft none, for Oaths are Straws, Mens Faiths are Wafer-Cakes, and hold-faft is the only Dog; my Duck, therefore, Caveto be thy Counsellor. Go, clear thy Chriftals. Yoke-fellows in Arms, let us to France, like Horfe-leeches, my Boys, to fuck, to fuck, the very Blood to fuck.

Boy. And that's but unwholfome Food, they fay.
Pift. Touch her foft Mouth, and march.

Bard. Farewel, Hostess.

Nim. I cannot kifs, that is the humour of it; but adieu. Pift. Let Houfwifery appear; keep clofe, I thee command. Hoft. Farewel; adieu.

[Exeunt. Enter the French King, the Dauphin, the Duke of Burgundy, and the Conftable.

Fr. King. Thus come the English with full Power upon us, And more than carefully it us concerns,

To answer Royally in our Defences.

Therefore the Dukes of Berry and of Britain,

Of Brabant, and of Orleans fhall make forth,
And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift dispatch;
To line and new repair our Towns of War

With Men of Courage, and with Means defendant:
For England his Approaches makes as fierce
As Waters to the fucking of a Gulf.
It fits us then to be as provident

As Fear may teach us, out of late Examples,

Left

Left by the fatal and neglected English,
Upon our Fields.

Dau. My moft redoubted Father,

It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the Foe:
For Peace it felf should not fo dull a Kingdom,

(Tho' War, nor no known Quarrel were in question) But that Defences, Mufters, Preparations,

Should be maintain'd, affembled and collected,
As were a War in expectation.

Therefore, I fay, 'tis meet we all go forth,
To view the fick and feeble parts of France:
And let us do it with no fhew of Fear;

No, with no more than if we heard that England
Were bufied with a Whitfon Morris-dance:
For, my good Liege, fhe is fo idly King'd,
Her Scepter fo fantastically born,

By a vain, giddy, fhallow, humorous Youth,
That Fear attends her not.

Con. O Peace, Prince Dauphin,

You are too much mistaken in this King:
Queftion your Grace the late Ambaffadors,
With what great State he heard their Embassie,
How well fupply'd with Noble Counsellors,
How modeft in exception, and, withal,
How terrible in conftant Refolution:

And

you fhall find his Vanities fore-spent
Were but the out-fide of the Roman Brutus;
Covering Discretion with a Coat of Folly;
As Gardeners do with Ordure hide thofe Roots
That fhall firft fpring, and be moft delicate:
Dau. Well, 'tis not fo, my Lord High-Constable.
But tho' we think it so, it is no matter:
In caufes of Defence, 'tis best to weigh
The Enemy more mighty than he feems,
So the Proportions of defence are fill'd;
Which of a weak and niggardly Projection,
Duth, like a Mifer, fpoil his Coat with fcanting
A little Cloath.

Fr. King. Think we King Harry ftrong;
And Princes, look, you ftrongly arm to meet him,

The

The Kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us:
And he is bred out of that bloody strain
That haunted us in our familiar Paths;
Witness our too much memorable Shame,
When Creffy Battel fatally was ftruck,

And all our Princes captiv'd by the Hand

Of that black Name, Edward, black Prince of Wales:
While that his Mountain Sire, on Mountain standing,
Up in the Air, crown'd with the Golden Sun,
Saw his Heroick Seed, and fmil'd to fee him
Mangle the work of Nature, and deface>
The Patterns that by God and by French Fathers
Had twenty Years been made. This is a Stem
Of that Victorious Stock; and let us fear
The native mightiness and fate of him.

Enter a Meffenger.

Meff. Ambaffadors from Harry King of England, Do crave admittance to your Majefty.

Fr. King. We'll give them present Audience.

Go, and bring them.

You fee this Chafe is hotly followed, Friends.

Dau. Turn Head, and ftop purfuit; for Coward Dogs Most spend their Mouths, when what they feem to threaten Runs far before them. Good my Sovereign,

Take up the English fhort, and let them know
Of what a Monarchy you are the Head:
Self-love, my Liege, is not fo vile a Sin,

As felf-neglecting.

Fr. King. From our Brother of England?
Exe. From him, and thus he greets your Majefty:
He wills you in the Name of God Almighty,
That you divest your felf, and lay apart

The borrowed Glories, that, by gift of Heaven,
By Law of Nature, and of Nations, 'longs
To him and to his Heirs; namely, the Crown,
And all wide-stretched Honours that pertain,
By Custom and the Ordinance of Times,

Unto the Crown of France. That you may know
Tis no finifter, nor no awkward Claim,

Pick'd from the Worm-holes of long-vanish'd days,
Nor from the duft of Old Oblivion rak'd,
He fends you this most memorable Line,
In every Branch truly demonstrative,
Willing you over-look his Pedigree;
And when you find him evenly deriv'd
From his moft fam'd of famous Ancestors,
Edward the Third; he bids you then refign
Your Crown and Kingdom indirectly held
From him, the native and true Challenger.
Fr. King. Or else what follows?

Exe. Bloody constraint; for if you hide the Crown Even in your Hearts, there will he rake for it. And therefore in fierce Tempest is he coming, In Thunder and in Earthquake, like a Jove: That if requiring fail, he will compell. He bids you, in the Bowels of the Lord, Deliver up the Crown, and to take mercy On the poor Souls for whom this hungry War Opens his vafty Jaws: and on your Head Turning the Widows Tears, the Orphans Cries, The dead Mens Blood, the privy Maidens Groans,' For Husbands, Fathers, and betrothed Lovers, That fhall be fwallowed in this Controverfie. This is his Claim, his Threatning, and my Meffage; Unless the Dauphin be in prefence here,

To whom exprefly I bring Greeting too.

Fr. King. For us, we will confider of this further:
To morrow fhall you bear our full intent
Back to our Brother of England.

Dau. For the Dauphin,

I ftand here for him; what to him from England?
Exe. Scorn and Defiance, flight Regard, Contempt,
And any thing that may not mif-become

The mighty Sender, doth he prize you at.
Thas fays my King; and if your Father's Highness
De not, in grant of all Demands at large,
Sweeten the bitter Mock you fent his Majesty;

VOL. IV.

F

He'll

He'll call you to fo hot an Answer of it,
That Caves and womby Vaultages of France
Shall chide your Trefpafs, and return your Mock
In fecond Accent of his Ordinance.

Dau. Say, if my Father tender fair return,
It is againft my will; for I defire

Nothing but Odds with England; to that end,
As matching to his Youth and Vanity,

I did prefent him with the Paris Balls.

A

Exe. He'll make your Paris Louver shake for it,
Were it the Miftrefs Court of mighty Europe:
And be affur'd you'll find a difference,
As we, his Subjects, have in wonder found,
Between the Promife of his greener days

And these he Mafters now; now he weighs Time
Even to the utmoft Grain, that you fhall read
In your own Loffes, if he stay in France.

Fr. King. To morrow you fhall know our mind at full.

[Flourish. Exe. Difpatch us with all speed, left that our King Come here himself to queftion our delay,

For he is footed in this Land already.

Fr. King You fhall be foon Dispatch'd with fair Conditions,

A Night is but fmall breath, and little pause

To answer matters of this Confequence.

T

[Exeunt.

ACT II. SCENE I.

Enter Chorus.

"Hus with imagin'd Wing our swift Scene flies,
In motion of no lefs Celerity,

Than that of Thought. Suppose that you have seen
The well appointed King at Dover Peer,
Embark his Royalty; and his brave Fleet,
With Silken Streamers, the young
Phoebus fanning;
Play with your Fancies; and in them behold,
Upon the Hempen Tackle, Ship Boys climbing;
Hear the fhrill Whistle, which doth Order give

To