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Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop;—
And so to you, lord Hastings, and to all.-
My lord of York, it better shew'd with you,
When that your flock, assembled by the bell,
Encircled you, to hear with reverence
Your exposition on the holy text;
Than now to see you here an iron man,
Chearing a rout of rebels with your drum,
Turning the word to sword, and life to death.
That man, that sits within a monarch's heart,
And ripens in the sun-shine of his favour,
Would he abuse the countenance of the king,
Alack, what mischiefs might be set abroach,
Inshadow of such greatness! With you,lord bishop,
It is even so!-Who hath not heard it spoken,
How deep you were within the books of God?
To us, the speaker in his parliament;
To us, the imagin'd voice of heaven itself;
The very opener, and intelligencer,
Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven,
And our dull workings: O, who shall believe,
But you misuse the reverence of your place;
Employ the countenance and grace of heaven,
As a false favourite doth his prince's name,
In deeds dishonourable? You have taken up',
Under the counterfeited zeal of God,
The subjects of his substitute, my father;
And, both against the peace of heaven and him,
Have here up-swarm'd them.

York. Good my lord of Lancaster,

I am not here against your father's peace:
But, as I told my lord of Westmoreland,
The time misorder d doth, in common sense,
Crowd us, and crush us, to this monstrous form,
To hold our safety up. I sent your grace
The parcels and particulars of our grief;

The which hath been with scorn shov'd from the

court,

Whereon this Hydra son of war is born:
Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'dasleep,
With grant of our most just and right desires;
And true obedience, of this madness cur'd,
Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty.

Mowb. If not, we ready are to try our fortunes To the last man.

Hast. And though we here fall down,
We have supplies to second our attempt;
If they miscarry, theirs shall second them:
And so, success' of mischief shall be born;
And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up,
Whiles England shall have generation.

Lan. You are too shallow, Hastings, much too

shallow,

To sound the bottom of the after-times.

My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd; Upon my life, they shall. If this may please you, Discharge your powers unto their several counties, As we will ours: and here, between the armies, 5 Let's drink together friendly, and embrace; That all their eyes may bear those tokens home, Of our restored love, and amity. [dresses. York. I take your princely word for these reLan. I give it you, and will maintain my word: 10 And thereupon I drink unto your grace.

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Hast. Go, captain, and deliver to the army This news of peace; let them have pay, and part; I know, it will well please them: Hie thee, captain. [Exit Captain. York. To you, my noble lord of Westmoreland. West. I pledge your grace: And, if you knew what pains

I have bestowed, to breed this present peace,
You would drink freely: but my love to you
20 Shall shew itself more openly hereafter.
York. I do not doubt you.

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West. I am glad of it.

Health to my lord, and gentle cousin, Mowbray. Mowb. You wish me health in very happy sea

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Mowb. This had been chearful, after victory. York. A peace is of the nature of a conquest; For then both parties nobly are subdu'd, 46 And neither party loser.

Lan. Go, my lord,

Aud let our army be discharged too.-[Exit West. And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains March by us; that we may peruse the men

45 We should have cop'd withal.

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York. Go, good lord Hastings,

And, ere they be dismiss'd, let them march by. [Exit Hastings. Lan. I trust, lords, we shall lie to-night together.

Re-enter Westmoreland.

Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still? West. The leaders, having charge from you to stand,

West. Pleaseth your grace, to answer them di-55 Will not go off until they hear you speak.

rectly,

How far-forth you do like their articles?

Lan. I like them all, and do allow them well: And swear here by the honour of my blood, My father's purposes have been mistook; And some about him have too lavishly Wrested his meaning, and authority.

Lan. They know their duties.
Re-enter Hastings.

Hast. My lord, our army is dispers'd already: Like youthful steers unyok'd, they take their course, 60 East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up,

[place. Each hurries towards his home, and sporting

To take up is to levy, to raise in arms.

2 Success for succession.

West.

West. Good tidings, my lord Hastings; for the
which

I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason:-
And lord archbishop,-and you, lord Mow-
bray,-

you,

Of capital treason I attach you both.

Mowb. Is this proceeding just and honourable ?
West. Is your assembly so?

York. Will you thus break your faith?
Lan. I pawn'd thee none:

I promis'd you redress of these same grievances,
Whereof you did complain; which, by mine bo-

nour,

I will perform with a most christian care.
But for you, rebels,-look to taste the due
Meet for rebellion, and such acts as yours.
Most shallowly did you these arms commence,
Fondly brought here, and foolishly sent hence.-
Strike up your drums, pursue the scatter'd stray;
Heaven, and not we, hath safely fought to-day.
Some guard these traitors to the block of death;
Treason's true bed, and yielder up of breath.
[Exeunt. Alarum. Excursions.

SCENE III.

Another part of the Forest.
Enter Falstaff, and Colevile, meeting.
Fal. What's your name, sir? of what condition
are you? and of what place, I pray?

Cole. I am a knight, sir; and my name is-
Colevile of the dale.

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Fal. I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I never knew yet, but rebuke and check was the reward of valour. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? Have 1, in my poor and old motion, the expedition of thought? I have speeded hither with the very extremest inch of possibility; I have founder'd nine-score and odd posts: and here, travel-tainted as I am, have, in my pure and immaculate valour, taken Sir John 10Colevile of the date, a most furious knight, and valorous enemy: But what of that? he saw me, and yielded; that I may justly say with the hooknos'd fellow of Rome',-I came, saw, and over

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came.

Lan. It was more his courtesy than your deserving.

Fal. I know not; here he is, and here I yield him: and I beseech your grace, let it be book'd with the rest of this day's deeds; or, by the Lord, will have it in a particular ballad else, with mine own picture on the top of it, Colevile kissing my foot: To the which course if I be enforced, if you do not all shew like gilt two-pences to me; and I, in the clear sky of fame, o'ershine you as much 25 as the full moon doth the cinders of the element, which shew like pin's heads to her; believe not the word of the noble: Therefore let me have right, and let desert mount.

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Fal. Well then, Colevile is your name; a knight is your degree; and your place, the dale: Colevile shall still be your name; a traitor your degree;35 and the dungeon your place,--a place deep enough; so shall you still be Colevile of the dale2.

Cole. Are you not Sir John Falstaff?

Fal. As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye yield, sir? or shall sweat for you? If 140 do sweat, they are drops of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death: therefore rouse up fear and trembling, and do observance to my mercy.

Cole. Ithink you are Sir John Falstaff;" and, in that thought, yield me.

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Fal. I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of mine, and not a tongue of them all speaks any other word but my name. An I had but a belly of any indifferency, I were simply the most active fellow in Europe: My womb, my womb, 50 my womb undoes me.-Here comes our general. Enter Prince John of Lancaster, and Westmorl

Lan. The heat' is past, follow no farther now; Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.

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Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while?
When every thing is ended, then you come:-
These tardy tricks of your's will, on my life,
One time or other break some gallows' back.

Lan. Thine's too heavy to mount.
Fal. Let it shine then.

Lan. Thine's too thick to shine.

Ful. Let it do something, my good lord, that
may do me good, and call it what
Cole. It is, my lord.
Lan. Is thy name Colevile?
you will.

Lun. A famous rebel art thou, Colevile.
Fal. And a famous true subject took him.
Cole. I am, my lord, but as my betters are,
You should have won them dearer than you have.
That led me hither: had they been rul'd by me,
Fal. I know not how they sold themselves: but
thou, like a kind fellow, gav'st thyself away;
and I thank thee for thee.

Re-enter Westmoreland.
Lan. Have you left pursuit?

West. Retreat is made, and execution stay'd.
Lan. Send Colevile, with his confederates,
To York, to present execution.-
Clunt,lead him hence; and see you guard him sure.
[Exeunt some with Colevile.
And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords;
hear, the king my father is sore sick:
Our news shall go before us to his majesty,—
Which, cousin, you shall bear,—to comfort him;
And we with sober speed will follow

you.

Fal. My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go through Glostershire; and, when you come to court, stand my good lord' 'pray in your good reIport.

i. e. foolishly. The sense of dale is included in deep; a dale is a deep place; a dungeon is a deep place: he that is in a dungeon may be therefore said to be in a dale. venge. Cæsar. i. e. stand my good friend in your favourable report of me. That is, the eagerness of re

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Lan. Fare you well, Falstaff; I, in my condi

tion',

Shall better speak of you than you deserve. [Ex.

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Fal. I would, you had but the wit; 'twere better than your dukedom.-Good faith, this same 5 young sober-blooded boy doth not love me; nor a man cannot make hum laugh:-but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine. There's never any of these demure boys come to any proof: for thin drink doth so over-cool their blood, and making many fish-meals, that they fall into a kind of male green-sickness; and then, when they inarry, they get wenches: they are generally fools and cowards;-which some of us should be too, but for inflammation. A good sherris-sack hath a two-15 fold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain; dries me there all the foolish, and dull, and crudy vapours which environ it: makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive', full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes; which deliver'd o'er to the voice, 20 (the tongue) which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second property of your excellent sherris is, the warming of the blood; which, before cold and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice: 25 but the sherris warms it, and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extreme. It illumineth| the face; which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm: and then the vital commoners, and inland petty spi-30 rits, muster me all to their captain, the heart; who, great, and puff'd up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage; and this valour comes of sherris: So that skill in the weapon is nothing, without sack; for that sets it a-work and learn-35 ing, a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil; till sack commences it, and sets it in act and use.Hereof comes it, that prince Harry is valiant: for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, steril, and bare land, ma- 40 nured, husbanded, and tilled, with excellent endeavour of drinking good, and good store of fertile sherris; that he is become very hot and valiant. If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them, should be,-to forswear thin 45 potations, and to addict themselves to sack. Enter Bardolph.

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K. Henry. Now, lords, if heaven doth give-
successful end

To this debate that bleedeth at our doors,
We will our youth lead on to higher helds,
And draw no swords but what are sanctify'd.
Our navy is address'd', our power collected,
Our substitutes in absence well invested,
And every thing lies level to our wish:
Only we want a little personal strength;
And pause us, 'till these rebels, now afoot,
Come underneath the yoke of government.
War. Both which, we doubt not but your
Shall soon enjoy.
[majesty

K. Henry. Humphrey, my son of Gloster,
Where is the prince your brother? [Windsor.
Glo. I think, he's gone to hunt, my lord, at
K. Henry. And how accompanied?
Glo. I do not know, my lord.

K. Henry. Is not his brother, Thomas of Cla-
rence, with him?

Glo. No, my good lord; he is in presence here.
Cla. What would my lord and father?

K. Henry. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas
of Clarence.

[ther?
How chance, thou art not with the prince thy bro-
He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas;
Thou hast a better place in his affection,
Than all thy brothers: cherish it, my boy;
And noble offices thou may'st effect
Of mediation, after I am dead,
Between his greatness and thy other brethren:-
Therefore, omit him not, blunt not his love;
Nor lose the good advantage of his grace,
By seeming cold, or careless of his will.
For he is gracious, if he be observ'd;
He hath a tear for pity, and a hand
Open as day for melting charity:
Yet notwithstanding, being incens'd he's flint;
As humourous as winter, and as sudden
As flaws congealed' in the spring of day.
His temper, therefore, must be well ob erv'd:—
Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive his blood inclin'd to mirth:
But, being moody, give him line and scope;
50Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,
Confound themselves with working. Learn this,
Thomas,

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And thou shalt prove a shelter to thy friends;
A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers in;
That the united vessel of their blood,

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i. e.

' i. e.

1i. e. in my good nature (or condition may perhaps here, as in The Tempest, mean, in my place as commanding officer) I shall speak better of you than you merit. 2i. e. quick to understand. inventive, imaginative. A very pleasant allusion to the old use of sealing with soft wax. our navy is ready, prepared. i. e. changeable as the weather of a winter's day. Alluding to the opinion of some philosophers, that the vapours being congealed in the air by cold (which is most intense towards the morning), and being afterwards rarified and let loose by the warmth of the sun, occasion those sudden and impetuous gusts of wind which are called flaws.

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Mingled with venom of suggestion,

(As, force perforce, the age will pour it in) Shall never leak, though it do work as strong As aconitum, or rash' gunpowder.

Cia. I shall observe him with all care and love.
K. Henry. Why art thou not at Windsor with
him, Thomas ?

C'a. He is not there to-day; he dines in London.
K. Henry. And how accompanied? can'st thou
tell that?
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Cla. With Poins, and other his continual fol-
K. Henry. Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds;
And he, the noble image of my youth,
Is overspread with them: Therefore my grief
Stretches itself beyond the hour of death;
The blood weeps from my heart, when I do shape,
In forms imaginary, the unguided days,
And rotten times, that you shall look upon
When I am sleeping with my ancestors.
For when his headstrong riot hath no curb,
When rage and hot blood are his counsellors,
When means and lavish manners meet together,
O, with what wings shall his affections fly
Towards fronting peril and oppos'd decay!

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The manner and true order of the fight,
This packet, please it you, contains at large.
K. Henry. And wherefore should these good
news make me sick?

Vill fortune never come with both hands full,
But write her fair words still in foulest letters?
She either gives a stomach, and no food,—
Such are the poor, in health; or else a feast,
And takes away the stomach,-such are the rich,
That have abundance, and enjoy it not.
I should rejoice now at this happy news;
And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy:-
O me! come near me, now I am much ill.

Glo. Comfort your majesty!

Cla. O my royal father!

[Sinks down.

Elook up!

West. My sovereign lord, chear up yourself, War. Be patient, princes; you do know these Are with his highness very ordinary.

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20 Stand from him, give him air,; he'll straight be well.
Cla. No, no; he cannot long hold out these pangs:
The incessant care and labour of his mind
Hath wrought the mure", that should confine it in,
So thin, that life looks through, and will break out.

War. My gracious lord, you look beyond him 25 quite

The prince but studies his companions, [guage,
Like a strange tongue: wherein to gain the lan-
"Tis needful, that the most immodest word

Be look'd upon, and learn'd; which once attain'd,
Your highness knows, comes to no further use,
But to be known, and hated. So, like gross terms,
The prince will, in the perfectness of time,
Cast off his followers: and their memory
Shall as a pattern or a measure live,
By which his grace must mete the lives of others;
Turning past evils to advantages.
ther comb
K. Henry. 'Tis seldom, when the bee doth leave
In the dead carrion.-Who's here? Westmoreland:
Enter Westmoreland.

West. Health to my sovereign! and new happi-
Added to that which am to deliver! [ness
Prince John, your son, doth kiss your grace's hand:
Mowbray, the bishop Scroop, Hastings, and all,
Are brought to the correction of your law;
There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd,
But peace puts forth her olive every where.
The manner how this action has been borne,
Here, at more leisure, may your highness read;
With every course, in his particular.

Glo. The people fear me; for they do observe "Unfather'd heirs, and loathly births of nature: The seasons change their manners; as the year Hadfoundsome monthsasleep,andleap'dthemover. Cia. The river hath thrice flow'd,' no ebb between:

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And the old folk, time's doating chronicles,
Say, it did so a little time before
That our great grandsire, Edward, sick'd and dy'd.
War.Speak lower, princes, for the king recovers.
Glo. This apoplexy will, certain, be his end.
K. Henry. I pray you take me up, and bear me
Into some other chamber: softly, pray. [hence
Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends;
Unless some dull and favourable hand

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40 Will whisper music to my weary spirit.

War. Call for the music in the other room.
K.Henry.Setme the crown upon mypillow here'.
Cla. His eye is hollow, and he changes much.
War. Less noise, less noise.

|45|[They conveythe king toun inner part of the room.
Enter Prince Henry.

P. Henry. Who saw the duke of Clarence? Cla. I am here, brother, full of heaviness. P. Henry. How now! rain within doors, and [bird, 50 How doth the king? [none abroad! Glo. Exceeding ill.

K. Henry. O Westmoreland, thou art a summer
Which ever in the haunch of winter sings
The lifting up of day. Look! here's more news.
Enter Harcourt.

Hor. From enemies heaven keep your majesty:55]
And when they stand against you, may they fall
As those that I am come to tell you of!
The earl Northumberland, and the lord Bardolph,
With a great power of English and of Scots,
Are by the sheriff of Yorkshire overthrown:

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P. Henry. Heard he the good news yet?
Tell it him.

Glo. He alter'd much upon the hearing it.
P. Henry. If he be sick

With joy, he will recover without physic.
War. Not so much noise, my lords:-sweet
prince, speak low;

The king your father is dispos'd to sleep.
Cla. Let us withdraw into the other room.

2 i. e. his passions.

i. e. make me afraid.

His is used for its, very frequently in
That is, equivocal births; pro-

'ductions not brought forth according to the stated laws of generation. 'This is historically true.

It happened on the 12th of October, 1411.

Dull signifies melancholy, gentle, soothing.

is still the custom in France to place the crown on the King's pillow when he is dying.

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War.

War. Will't please your grace to go along with us?
P. Henry. No; I will sit and watch here by the
king. [Exeunt all but Prince Henry.
Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow,
Being so troublesome a bed-fellow?
O polish'd perturbation! golden care!
That keep'st the ports' of slumber open wide
To many a watchful night!sleep with it now!-
Yet not so sound, and half so deeply sweet,
As he, whose brow, with homely birgen' bound,
Snores out the watch of night. O majesty!
When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit
Like a rich armour worn in heat of day,
That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath
There lies a downy feather, which stirs not :
Did he suspire, that light and weightless down
Perforce must move.--My gracious lord! my

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This sleep is sound, indeed; this is a sleep,
That from this golden rigol' hath divore'd
So many English kings. Thy due, from me,
Is tears, and heavy sorrows of the blood;
Which nature, love, and filial tenderness
Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously:
My due, from thee, is this imperial crown;
Which, as immediate from thy place and blood,
Derives itself to me. Lo, here it sits,--
[Putting it on his head.
Which heaven shall guard: and put the world's
whole strength

Into one giant arm, it shall not force
This lineal honour from me: this from thee
Will I to miné leave, as 'tis left to me.

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Re-enter Prince Henry.
Lo, where he comes.--Come hitherto me, Harry:--
25 Depart the chamber, leave us here alone.
[Exeunt Lords, &c.
P.Henry.Inever thought tohearyou speak again.
K. Henry. Thy wish was father, Harry, to that
I stay too long by thee, I weary thee. [thought:
Dost thou so hunger for my empty chair,
That thou wilt needs invest thee with mine honours
Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth!

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K. Hen. Where is the crown? who took it from
War, When we withdrew, my liege, we left it
[serk him out. 50
K. Henry. The prince hath ta'en it hence:-go,
Is he so hasty, that he doth suppose
My sleep my death?-

[hither.

Thou seck'st thegreatness that will overwhelm thee.
Stay but a little; for my cloud of dignity
Is held from falling with so weak a wind,
That it will quickly drop: my day is dim.

Thou hast stol'n that, which, after some few hours,
Were thine without offence; and, at my death,
Thou hast seal'd up my expectation:

Thy life did manifest thou lov’dst me not,
And thou wilt have me die assured of it.

Thou hid'st a thousand daggers in thy thoughts;
Which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart,
To stab at half an hour of my life.

45 What! can'st thou not forbear me half an hour?
Then get thee gone, and dig my grave thyself;
And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear,
That thou art crowned, not that I am dead.
Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse,
Be drops of balm, to sanctify thy head:
Only compound me with forgotten dust;
Give that, which gave thee life, unto the worms.
Pluck down my officers, break my decrees;
For now a time is come to mock at form,
Harry the Fifth is crown'd:-Up, vanity!
Down, royal state! all you sage counsellors, hence!
And to the English court assemble now,
From every region, apes of idleness!
Now, neighbour confines, purge you of your scum:

Find him, my lord of Warwick; chide him
This part of his conjoins with my decease, [are 55
And helps to end me.-See, sons, what things you
How quickly nature falls into revolt,

When gold becomes her object!

For this the foolish over-careful fathers

Have broke their sleeps with thought, their brains00 Have you a ruffian, that will swear, drink, dance,

with care,

'i. e. the gates of slumber.

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Revel the night; rob, murder, and commit

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