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Richard, who sway'd the sceptre, was reputed
Daw. Whither speeds his boldness ?
K. Hen. O, let him range:
War. Bosworth Field ;
assured, Might have befriended others, like resolv'd. K. Hen. A pretty gallant! thus, your aunt of
Burgundy, Your dutchess aunt inform'd her nephew; so The lesson prompted, and well conn’d, was moulded Into familiar dialogue, oft rehearsed, Till, learnt by heart, 'tis now received for truth.
War. Truth, in her pure simplicity, wants art To put a feigned blush on : scorn wears only Such fashion as commends to gazers' eyes Sad ulcerated novelty, far beneath The sphere of majesty: in such a court Wisdom and gravity are proper robes, By which the sovereign is best distinguish'd From zanies to his greatness.
K. Hen. Sirrah, shift
War. I expect
it Descend to these poor creatures, whose engage
K. Hen. So brave!
Daw. This wise formality: Kneel to the king, ye rascals!
[They kneel. K. Hen. Canst thou hope A pardon, where thy guilt is so apparent?
J. a-Wat. Under your good favours, as men are men, they may err; for I confess, respectively, in taking great parts, the one side prevailing, the other side must go down: herein the point is clear, if the proverb hold, that hanging goes by destiny, that it is to little purpose to say, this thing, or that, shall be thus, or thus; for, as the fates will have it, so it must be; and who can help it ?
Daw. O blockhead! thou a privy-counsellor ?
Beg life, and cry aloud, “ Heaven save king
Henry!” J. a-Wat. Every man knows what is best, as it happens; for my own part, I believe it is true, if I be not deceived, that kings must be kings, and subjects subjects: but which is which, you shall pardon me for that; -whether we speak or hold our peace, all are mortal, no man knows his end.
K. Hen. We trifle time with follies.
! K. Hen. Urswick, command the dukeling and these fellows
War. Noble thoughts
K. Hen. No more!
[Exit Urs. with PERKIN and his followers,
guarded. K. Hen. Was ever so much impudence in for
The custom sure of being stiled a king,
But we shall teach the lad another language: 'Tis good we have him fast.
Daw. The hangman's physic Will
purge this saucy humour. K. Hen. Very likely: Yet we could temper mercy with extremity,
, Being not too far provoked.
Enter OXFORD, KATHERINE in her richest Attire,
DALYELL, JANE, and Attendants.
K. Hen. Oxford, herein
in point of love. Excuse, fair cousin, The oversight! oh fie! you may not kneel; 'Tis most unfitting: first, vouchsafe this welcome, A welcome to your own; for you shall find us But guardian to your fortune and your honours. Kath. My fortunes and mine honours are weak
K. Hen. Our arms
Kath. Oh, sir, I have a husband.
and servant, Prove what
you wish to grant us. Lords, be careful
Kath. But my husband ?
yell, Whose generous truth hath famed a rare obser
We thank you; 'tis a goodness gives addition
Dal. Worthier than your praises,
Kath. Cruel misery
K. Hen. Forward, lords,