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thousand pounds by the year : Thus runs the Ely. What was the impediment that broko bill.
this off? Ely. This would drink deep.
Cant. The French ambassador upon that in Cant.
"Twould drink the cup and all. stant, Ely. But what prevention ?
Crav'd audience: and the hour I think is come, Cant. The king is full of grace, and fair re- To give him hearing: Is it four o'clock? gard.
It is Ely. And a true lover of the holy church. Cant. Then go we in, to know his embassy ; Cant. The courses of his youth promis'd it Which I could, with a ready guess declare, not.
Before the Frenchman speak a word of it. The breath no sooner left his father's body, Ely. I'll wait upon you; and I long to hear it. Bir that his wildness, mortified in him,
(Exeunt. Seem'd to die too: yea, at that very moment, Consideration like an angel came,
SCENE II. The same. A Room of State in
the same. And whipp'd the offending Adam out of him: Leaving his body as a paradise,
Enter King Henry, Gloster, Bedford, Exeter, To envelop and contain celestial spirits.
Warwick, Westmoreland, and Attendants. Never was such a sudden scholar made:
K. Hen. Where is my gracious lord of CanNever came reformation in a flood,
terbury? With such a heady current, scouring faults; Ere. Not here in presence. Nor never hydra-headed wilfulness
K. Hen. Send for him, good uncle. So soon did lose his seat, and all at once, West. Shall we call in the ambassador, my As in this king
We are blessed in the change K. Hen. Not yet, my cousin; we would be Cant. Hear him but reason in divinity,
resolv'd, And, all adiniring, with an inward wish
Before we hear him, of soine things of weiglit, You wonld desire, the king were made a pre. That task our thoughts, concerning us and late:
France. Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs, You would say,-it hath been all in all his Enter the Archbishop of Canterbury, and Bishop study :
of Ely. List his discourse of war, and you shall hear
Cant. God, and his angels, guard your sacred A fearful battle render'd you in niusick:
throne, Turn him to any cause of policy,
And make you long become it! The Gordiau knot of it he will unloose,
Sure we thank you. Familiar as his garter; that, when he speaks, My learned lord, we pray you to proceed; The air, a charter'd libertine, is still,
And justly and religiously unfold, And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears, Why the law Salique, that they have in France, To steal his sweet and honeyed sentences; Or should, or should not, bar ns in our claim. So that the art and practick part of life
And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord, Must be the mistress to this theorick:
That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your Which is a wonder,how his grace should glean it, reading, Since his addiction was to courses vain : Or nicely charge your understanding soul His companies unletter'd, rude, and shallow; With opening titles miscreate, whose right His hours fill'd up with riots, banquets, sports; Suits not in native colours with the truth; And never noted in him any study,
For God doth know, how many now in health, Any retirement, any sequestration
Shall drop their blood in approbation From open haunts and popularity.
Of what your reverence shall incite us to : Ely. The strawberry grows underneath the Therefore take heed how you impawn our per nettle ;
son, And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best, How you 'awake the sleeping sword of war; Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality :
We charge you in the name of God, take heed : And so the prince obscur'd his contemplation For never two such kingdoms did contend, Under the veil of wildness; which, no doubt, Without much fall of blood; whose guiltless Grew like the summer grass, fastest by night,
drops Unseen, yet cressive in his faculty.
Are every one a wo, a sore complaint, Cant. It must be so: for miracles are ceas'd; "Gainst him, whose wrongs give edge unto the And therefore we must needs admit the means,
swords How things are perfected.
That make such waste in brief mortality. Ely.
But, my good lord, Under this conjuration, speak, my lord: How now for mitigation of this bill
And we will hear, note, and believe in heart, Urg'd by the commons ? Doch his majesty That what you speak is in your conscience Incline to it, or no ? Cant.
He seems indifferent; As pure as sin with baptism. Or, rather, swaying more upon our part, Cant. Then hear me, gracions sovereign,-and Than cherishing the exhibiters against us;
you peers, For I have made an offer to his majesty, - That owe your lives, your faith, and services, Upon our spiritual convocation:
To this imperial throne :- There is no bar And in regard of causes now in hand,
To make against your highness' claim to France. Which I have open'd to his grace at large, But this which they produce from Pharamond, As touching France,-lo give a greater sumn In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant, Than ever at one time the clergy yet
No woman shall succeed in Salique land? Did to his predecessors part withal.
Which Salique land the Prench unjustly gloze, Ely. How did this offer seem receiv'd, my To be the realm
of France, and Pharamond lord ?
The founder of this law and female bar. Cant. With good acceptance of his majesty; Yet their own anthors faithfully affirm, Save that there was not time enongh to hear That the land Salique lies in Germany, (As I perceiv'd, his grace would fain have done) Between the floods of Sala and of Elbe : The severals, and unhidden passages
Where Charles the Great, having subdued the of his trne titles to come certain dukedoms;
Saxons, And, generally, to the crown and seat of France, There left hehind and settled certain French; Deriv'd from Edward, his great grandfather. Who, holding in disdain the German women,
For some dishonest manners of their life, Do all expect that you should rouse yourself,
West. They know your grace hath cause, and
Cant. 0, let their bodies follow, my dear liege, Idly suppos'd the founder of this law;
With blood, and sword, and fire, to win your
As never did the clergy at one time
K. Hen. We must not only arm invade the Did, as heir general, being descended
Against the Scot, who will make road upon us
Our inland from the pilfering borderers. (Though, in pure truth, it was corrupt and K. Hen. We do not mean the coursing snatchnaught,)
ers only, Convey'd himself as heir to the Lady Lingare, But fear the main intendment of the Scot, Daughter to Charlemain, who was the son Who hath been still a giddy neighbour tous; To Lewis the emperor, and Lewis the son For you shall read, that my great grandfather of Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the Never went with his forces into France, Tenth,
But that the Scot on his unfurnish'd kingdom
With ample and brimfulness of his force
That England, being empty of defence,
Cant. She hath been then more fear'd than
harm'd, my liege:
And she a mourning widow of her nobles,
She hath herself not only well defended,
With sunken wreck and sumless treasuries.
If that you will France win,
To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot
Yet that is but a crush'd necessity;
Put into parts, doth keep in one concent:
Congruing in a full and natural close,
Cant. True; therefore doth heaven divida
The state of man in divers functions, Ely. Awake 'remembrance of these valiant Setting endeavour in continual motion ; dead,
To which is fixed, as an aim or butt,
Where some, like magistrates, correct at home
Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds;.
Which pillage they with merry march bring When we have match'd our rackets to these halls, home
We will, in France, by Goul's grace, play a set, To the tent-royal of their emperor :
Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard : Who, busied in his majesty, surveys
Tell him, he hath made a match with such a The singing masons building roofs of gold;
wrangler, The civil citizens kneading up the honey ; That all the courts of France will be disturb'd
The poor mechanick porters crowding in With chaces. And we understand him well Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate: How he comes o'er us with our wilder days, The sad-ey'd justice, with his surly hum, Not measuring what use we inade of them. Delivering o'er to executors pale
We never valu'd this poor seat of England; The lazy yawning drone. I this infer, - And therefore, living hence, did give ourself That many things, having full reference
To barbarons license; As 'tis ever common, To one concent, may work contrariously ; That inen are merriest when thy are from home. As many arrows, loosed several ways,
But teil the Dauphin,-I will keep my state ; Fly to one mark;
Be like a king, and show my sail of greatness, As many several ways meet in one town; When I do rouse me in my throne of France As many fresh streams run in one self sea ; For that I have laid by my majesty, As many lines close in the dial's centre; And plodded like a man for working days; So may a thousand actions, once afoot,
But I will rise there with so full a glory, End in one purpose, and be all well borne That I will dazzle all the eyes of France, Without defeat. Therefore to France, my liege. Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us. Divide your happy England into four;
And tell the pleasant prince,-this mock of his Whereof take you one quarter into France, Hath turn'd his balls io gun-stones; and his sout And you withal shall make all Gallia shake. Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful venIf we, with thrice that power ieft at home,
geance Cannot defend our own door from the dog, That shall fly with them : for many a thousand Let us be worried; and our nation lose
widows The name of hardiness, and policy.
Shall this his muck mock out of their dear lius. K. Hen. Call in the messengers sent from the bands; Dauphin.
Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles (Ecil an Attendant. The King ascends
down; his Throne.
And some are yet ungotten, and unborn, Now are we well resolv'd : and, by God's help,- That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's And yours, the noble sinews of our power',
scorn. France being ours, we'll bend it to our awe, But this lies all within the will of God, Or break it all to pieces: Or there we'll sit, To whom I do appeal; And in whose name, Ruling, in large and ample einpery,
Tell you the Dauphin, I am coming on, O'er France, and all her almost kingly duke- To venge me as I may, and to put forth doms :
My rightful hand in a well hallow'd cause. Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn,
So, get you hence in peace; and tell the Daq. Ton bless, with no remembrance over them :
phin, Either our history shall, with full mouth, His jest will savour but of shallow wit, Speak freely of our acts; or else our grave, When thousands weep, more than did laugh at Like Turkish mute, shall have a tongueless it mouth,
Convey them with safe conduct.-Fare you well. Not worship'd with a waxen epitaph.
Ere. This was a merry message.
K. Hen. We hope to inake the sender blush at Now are we well prepar'd to know the pleasure it.
[Descends from his Throne. Or our fair consin Dauphin; for, we hear, Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour, Your greeting is from him, not from the king. That may give furtherance to onr expedition : Amb. May it please your majesty, to give us For we have now no thought in us but France; leave
Save those to God, that run before our business. Freely to render what we have in charge ; Therefore, let our proportions for these wars Or shall we sparingly show you far off Be soon collected; and all things thought upon, The Dauphin's meaning, and our embassy ? That may, with reasonable swiftness add K. Hen. We are no iyrant, but a Christian More feathers to our wings; for, God before, king;
We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door. Unto whose grace our passion is as subject, Therefore, let every man now task his thought, As are our wretches fetter'd in our prisons : That this fair action may on foot be brought. Therefore, with frank and with uncurbed plain
[Excunt. ness, Tell us the Dauphin's mind.
ACT II. Amb.
Thus then, in few, Your highness, lately sending into France,
Enter Chorus. Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right Chor. Now all the youth of England are on of your great predecessor, King Edward the fire, Third.
And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies; In answer of which claim, the prince our master Now thrive the armourers, and honour's thought Says,-that you savour tno much of your youth ; Reigns solely in the breast of every man: And bids you be advis'd there's nought in France, They sell the pasture now, to buy the horse; That can be with a nimble galliard won; Following the mirror of all Christian kings, You cannot revel into dukedoms there : With winged heels, as English mercuries. He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit, For now sits Expectation in the air; This tun of treasure ; and, in lieu of this, And hides a sword, from hilts unto the point, Desires you, let the dukedoms, that you claim, With crowns imperial, crowns and coronets, Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks. Promis'd to Harry, and his followers. K. Hen. What treasure, uncle ?
The French, advis'd by good intelligence Ere.
Tennis-balls, my liege. Of this most dreadful preparation, K. Hen. We are glad the Dauphin is so plea- Shake in their fear; and with pale policy sant with us;
Seek to divert the English purposes. His presepi, and your pains we thank you for: 10 England ! model to thy inward greatness,
Like little body with a mighty heart,
Nym. Will you shog off? I would have you What might'st thou do, that honour would thee solus.
[Sheathing his sword. do,
Pist. Solus, egregions dog ? O viper vile ! Were all thy children kind and natural ! The solus in thy most marvellous face; But see thy fault! France hath in thee found out the solus in thy teeth, and in thy throat, A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills
And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw, perdy; With treacherous crowns: and three corrupted And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth' men,
I do retort the solus in thy bowels : One, Richard earl of Cambridge; and the second, For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up, Henry Lord Scroop of Masham; and the third, And flashing fire will follow. Sie Thomas Grey, knight of Northumberland, Nym. I am not Barbason; you cannot conjure Have, for the gilt of France, (O guilt, indeed!) me. I have a humour to knock you indifferently Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France; well : If you grow foul with me, Pistol, I will And by their hands this
grace of kings must die scour you with my rapier, as I may, in fair (If hell and treason hold their promises,) terms: if you would walk off, I would prick Ere he take ship for France, and in Southampton. your guts a little, in good terms, as I may; and Linger your patience on; and well digest that's the humour of it. The abiise of distance, while we force a play. Pist. braggard vile, damned furious The sum is paid ; the traitors are agreed;
wight! The king is set from London; and the scene The grave doth gape, and doting death is near; Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton: Therefore exhale. [Pistol and Nym draw. There is the playhouse now, there must you sit: Bard. Hear me, hear me what I say: he that And thence to France shall we convey you safe, strikes the first stroke, I'll run him up to the And bring you back, charming the narrow seas hilts, as I am a soldier.
Draws. To give you gentle pass; for, if we may, Pist. An oath of mickle might; and fury shall We'll not offend one stomach with our play.
abate. But, till the king come forth, and not till then, Give me thy fist, thy fore foot to me give ; Unto Southampton do we shift our scene. Thy spirits are most all.
[Exit. Nym. I will cut thy throat, one time or other, SCENE I. The same. Eastcheap.
in fair terms, that is the humour of it. Enter Nym and Bardolph.
Pist. Coupe le gorge, that's the word 2-1 thee
defy again. Bard. Well met, Corporal Nym.
O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse to Nym. Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph. Bard. What, are ancient Pistol and you friends No; to the spital go, yet?
And from the powdering tub of infamy Nym. For my part, I care not: I say little: Fetch forth the lazar kile of Cressid's kind, but when time shall serve, there shall be smiles; Doll Tear-sheet she by name, and her esponse : -hut that shall be as it may. I dare not fight; I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly, but I will wink, and hold ont mine iron : It is for the only she; and-Pauca, there's enough. a simple one ; but what though? it will toast cheese ; and it will endure cold as another man's
Enter the Boy. sword will : and there's the humour of it. Boy. Mine host Pistol, you must come to my Bard. I will bestow a breakfast, to make you master,-and you, hostess ;-he is very sick, and friends; and we'll be all three sworn brothers to would'to bed -Good Bardolph, put thy nose France; let it be so, good Corporal Nym. between bis sheets, and do the office of a warm
Nym. ?Faith, I will live so long as I may, ing-pan: 'faith, he's very ill. that's the certain of it, and when I cannot live Baril. Away, you rogue. any longer, I will do as I may : that is my rest, Quick. By my troth, he'll yield the crow & that is the rendezvous of it.
pudding one of these days: the king has killed Bard. It is certain, corporal, that he is mar. his heart.-Good husband, come home presently. ried to Nell Quickly: and, certainly, she did
[Ereunt Mrs. Quickly and Boy, you wrong; for you were troth-plight to her. Bard. Come, shall I make you two friends?
Nym. I cannot tell; things must be as they We must to France together; Why the devil may: men may sleep, and they may have their should we keep knives to cat one another's throats about them at that time'; and, some say, throats ? knives have edges. It must be as it may: though Pist. Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for food patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod. howl on! There must be conclusions
Well, I cannot Nyoni a cell pay me the eight shillings I won tell.
Pist. Base is the slave that pays.
Nym. That now I will have ; that's the hu. Bard. Here comes ancient Pistol, and his wife : mour of it. -good corporal, be patient here.--How now, Pist. As manhood shall compound; Push mine host Pistol ?
home. Pist. Base tike, call'st thou me-host ?
Bard. By this sword, he that makes the first Now, by this hand I swear, I scorn the term ; thrust, I'll kill bim; by this sword, I will. Nor shall my Nell keep lodgers.
Pisl. Sword is an oath, and ouths must have Quick. No, by my troth, not long: for we their course. cannot lodge and hoard a dozen or fourteen Bard. Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friends, gentlewomen, that live honestly by the prick of be friends : an thou wilt not, why then be ene their needles, but it will be thought we keep a mies with me too. Pr'ythee, put up: bawdy-house'straight. Nym draws his sword.] Nym. I shall have my eight shillings, I wou O well-a-day, Lady, if he be not drawn now! of you at betting? we shall see wilful adultery and murder commit Pist. A noble shalt thou have, and present pay; ted. Good Lieutenant Bardolph,--good cor- And liquor likewise will I give to thee, poral, offer nothing here.
And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood; Nym. Pish
I'll live by Nym, and Nym shall live by me; Pist. Pish for thee, Iceland dog ! thou prick. Is not this just 7-for I shall sutler be ear'd cur of Iceland!
Unto the camp, and profits will accrue. Quick. Good Corporal Nym, show the valour Give me thy hand. of a man, and put up thy sword.
Nym. I shall have my noble ?
Pist. In cash most justly paid.
Scroop. That's mercy, bnt too mnch security : Nym. Well then, that's the humour of it. Let him be punish'd, sovereign ; lest example
Breed, by his suflerance, more of such a kind. Re-enter Mrs. Quickly.
K. Hen. O, let us yet be merciful. Quickly. As ever you came of women, come in Cam. So may your highness, and yet punish quickly to Sir John : Ah, poor heart!' he is so too. shaked of a burning quotidian tertian, that it is Grey: Sir, you show great mercy, if you give most lamentable to behold. Sweet men, come him life, to him.
After the taste of much correction. Nym. The king hath run bad humours on the K. Hen. Alas, your too much love and care knight, that's the even of it.
of me Pist. Nym, thou hast spoke the right; Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch. His heart is fracted and corroborate.
If little faults, proceeding on distemper, Nym. The king is a good king: but it must Shall not be wink'dat, how shall we stretch our be as it may; he passes some humours, and ca eye, reers.
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and Pist. Let us condole the knight; for, lambkins, digested. we will live.
[Exeunt. Appear before us ?-We'll yet enlarge that man, SCENE IL Southampton. A Council Chamber. Though Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey,-in their
dear care, Enter Exeter, Bedford, and Westmoreland.
And tender preservation of our person,Bed. Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust Would have him punish’d. And now to our these traitors.
French causes ;
Your highness bade me ask for it to-day.
Scroop. So did you me, my liege. Crowned with faith, and constant loyalty. Grey. And me, my royal sovereign. Bed. The king hath note of all that they intend, K. Hen. Then, Richard, earl of Cambridge, By interception which they dream not of.
there is yours; Ére. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham ;-and, Whom he hath cloy'd and grac'd with princely sir knight, favours,
Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours-That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell Read them, and know, I know your worthiHis sovereigu's life to death and treachery!
ness.Trumpet sounds. Enter King Henry, Scroop, We will aboard to-night.-Why, how now, gen
My lord of Westmoreland, -and uncle Exeter, Cambridge, Grey, Lords, and Attendants.
tlemen ? K. Hen. Now sits the wind fair, and we will What see you in those papers, that you lose aboard.
So much' complexion ?-look ye, how they My lord of Cambridge,-and my kind lord of change! Masham,
Their cheeks are paper.-Why, what read you And you, my gentle knight-give me your
there, thoughts ;
That hath so cowarded and chased your blood Think you not, that the powers we bear with us, Out of appearance? Will cut their passage through the force of Cam
I do confess my fault; France ;
And do submit me to your highness' mercy. Doing the execution, and the act,
Grey: Scroop. To which we all appeal. For which we have in head assembled them? K. Hen. The mercy, that was quick in us but Scroop. No doubt, my liege, if each man do late, his best.
By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd: K. Hen. I doubt not that: since we are well You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy, persuaded,
For your own reasons turn into your bosoms, We carry not a heart with us from hence, As dogs upon thetr masters, worrying them. That grows not in a fair consent with ours; See you, my princes, and my noble peers, Nor leave not one behind, that doth not wish These English monsters! My lord of Cambridge Saccess and conquest to attend on us.
here, Cam. Never was monarch better fear'd, and You know, how apt our love was, to accord lov'd,
To furnish' him with all appertinents Than is your majesty ; there's not, I think, a Belonging to his honour; and this man subject,
Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspir'd, That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness
And sworn unto the practices of France, Under the sweet shade of your government. To kill us here in Hampton: to the which, Grey. Even those that were your father's ene- This knight, no less for bounty bound to us mies,
Than Cambridge is,-hath likewise sworn.-Have siecp'd their galls in honey; and do serve But 0! your
What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop; thou With hearts create of duty and of zeal.
cruel, K. Hen. We therefore have great cause of Ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature! thankfulness;
Thou, that didst bear the key of all my counsels, And shall forget the office of our hand,
'That knew'st the very bottom of my soul, Sooner than quittance of desert and merit, That almost might'st have coin'd me into gold, According to the weight and worthiness. Would'st thou have practisid on me for thy use? Scroop. So service shall with steeled sinews May it be possible, that foreign hire toil ;
Could ont of thee extract one spark of evil And labour shall refresh itself with hope, That might annoy my finger ? 'tis so strange, To do your grace incessant services.
That, though the tenth of it stands off as gross K. Hen. We judge no less. -Uncle of Exeter, As black from white, my eye will scarcely see ito Enlarge the man committed yesterday,
Treason, and murder, ever kept together, That rail'd against our person; we consider, As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose, It was excess of wine that set him on;
Working so grossly in a natural cause, And, on his more advice, we pardon him. That admiration did not whoop at them,