And swear, here, by the honour of my blood,
My father's purposes have been mistook;
And some about him have too lavishly
Hast. My lord, our army is dispers'd already :
Wrested his meaning and authority. [dress'd; Like youthful steers unyok'd, they take their
My lord, these griefs shall be with speed re-
[broke up,
Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please East, west, north, south; or, like a school
[counties, Each hurries toward his home, and sporting-

Discharge your powers unto their several
As we will ours: and here, between the armies,
Let's drink together friendly, and embrace,
That all their eyes may bear those tokens home,
Of our restored love and amity. [redresses.
Arch. I take your princely word for these
P. John. I give it you, and will maintain
my word:

And thereupon I drink unto your grace.

Hast. [To an Officer.] Go, captain, and deliver to the army

[part I This news of peace: let them have pay, and I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain. [Exit Officer. Arch. To you, my noble lord of Westmoreland. [knew what pains West. I pledge your grace; and, if you I have bestow'd to breed this present peace, You would drink freely: but my love to you Shall show itself more openly hereafter. Arch. I do not doubt you. West. I am glad of it. Health to my lord and gentle cousin, Mowbray. Mowb. You wish me health in very happy

[the which
West. Good tidings, my lord Hastings; for
I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason :—
And you, lord archbishop,-and you, Lord
Mowbray,-

Of capital treason I attach you both.
Mowb. Is this proceeding just and honour-
West. Is your assembly so?
[able?
Arch. Will you thus break your faith?
P. John.
I pawn'd thee none :
promis'd you redress of these same grievances,
Whereof you did complain; which, by mine
honour,

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 our drums, pursue the scatter'd stray;
Heaven, and not we, hath safely fought to-

Call in the powers, good cousin Westmore- Which, cousin, you shall bear,-to comfort him; land.[Exit West. And we with sober speed will follow you. Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while?

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 report. [condition,

P. John. Fare you well, Falstaff. I, in my Shall better speak of you than you deserve. [Exit.

When everything is ended, then you come : These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life, One time or other break some gallows' back. 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 Fal. I would, you had but the wit: 'twere me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? have I, better than your dukedom.-Good faith, this in my poor and old motion, the expedition of same young sober-blooded boy doth not love thought? I have speeded hither with the me; nor a man cannot make him laugh ;-but very extremest inch of possibility; I have that's no marvel, he drinks no wine. There's foundered nine-score and odd posts: and never any of these demure boys come to any here, travel-tainted as I am, have, in my pure proof; for thin drink doth so over-cool their and immaculate valour, taken Sir John Cole- blood, and making many fish-meals, that they vile of the dale, a most furious knight, and fall into a kind of male green-sickness; and valorous enemy. But what of that? he saw then, when they marry, they get wenches : me, and yielded; that I may justly say with they are generally fools and cowards;-which the hook-nosed fellow of Rome,-"I came, some of us should be too, but for inflammation. saw, and overcame.' A good sherris-sack hath a two-fold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain; dries me there all the foolish, and dull, and crudy Fal. I know not: here he is, and here I vapours which environ it; makes it appreyield him and I beseech your grace, let it be hensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, booked with the rest of this day's deeds; or, and delectable shapes; which deliver'd o'er to by the lord, I will have it in a particular the voice, (the tongue,) which is the birth, ballad else, with mine own picture on the top becomes excellent wit. The second property of it, Colevile kissing my foot: to the which of your excellent sherris is, the warming of course if I be enforced, you do not all show the blood; which, before cold and settled, like gilt two-pences to me, and I, in the clear left the liver white and pale, which is the sky of fame, o'ershine you as much as the full moon doth the cinders of the element, which show like pins' heads to her, believe not the word of the noble: therefore let me have right, and let desert mount.

P. John. It was more of his courtesy than your deserving.

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

P. John. Thine's too thick to shine.
Fal. Let it do something, my good lord,
that may do me good, and call it what you
P. John. Is thy name Colevile ? [will.
Cole. It is, my lord.

P. John. A famous rebel art thou, Colevile.
Fal. And a famous true subject took him.
Cole. I am, my lord, but as my betters are,
That led me hither: had they been rul'd by me,
You should have won them dearer than you
have.

Fal. I know not how they sold themselves, but thou, like a kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I thank thee for thee.

Re-enter Westmoreland.

P. John. Have you left pursuit ?
West. Retreat is made, and execution stay'd.
P. John. Send Colevile, with his confeder-
To York, to present execution :— [ates,
Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard
him sure.
[Exit Colevile, guarded.
And now despatch we toward the court, my
lords:

I hear, the king my father is sore sick :
Our news shall go before us to his majesty,-

badge of pusillanimity and cowardice; 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 spirits, muster me all to their captain, the heart, who, great, and puffed 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 learning, 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, sterile, and bare land, manured, 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 potations, and to addict themselves to sack. [Enter Bardolph.] How now, Bardolph ?

Bard. The army is discharged all, and gone. Fal. Let them go. I'll through Glostershire; and there will I visit Master Robert Shallow, esquire; I have him already tempering between my finger and my thumb, and shortly will I seal with him. Come away.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV.-Westminster. A Room in the
Palace.

Enter King Henry, Clarence, Prince Hum-
phrey, Warwick, and others.

K. Hen. Now, lords, if God doth give suc-
cessful end

To this debate that bleedeth at our doors,
We will our youth lead on to higher fields
And draw no swords but what are sanctified.
Our navy is address'd, our power collected,
Our substitutes in absence well invested,
And everything 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. Hen. Humphrey, my son of Gloster,
Where is the prince your brother?

P. Humph. I think he's gone to hunt, my
lord, at Windsor.

K. Hen. And how accompanied?
I do not know, my lord.

P. Humph.

Cla. He is not there to-day; he dines in
London.
[tell that?
K. Hen. And how accompanied? canst thou
Cla. With Poins, and other his continual

followers.

[weeds,
K. Hen. Most subject is the fattest soil to
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, th' 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!
War. My gracious lord, you look beyond
him quite :

The prince but studies his companions,
Like a strange tongue; wherein, to gain the
language,

K. Hen. Is not his brother, Thomas of 'Tis needful that the most immodest word
Clarence, with him? [sence here. Be look'd upon, and learn'd; which once at-

P. Humph. No, my good lord; he is in pre

Cla. What would my lord and father?

tain'd,

Your highness knows, comes to no further use, K. Hen. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas But to be known, and hated. So, like gross

of Clarence.
[brother?
How chance thou art not with the prince thy
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 mayst 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 humorous as winter, and as sudden
As flaws congealed in the spring of day.
His temper, therefore, must be well observ'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,
Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,
Confound themselves with working. Learn

terms,

The prince will, in the perfectness of time,
Cast off his followers; and their memory
Shall as a pattern or a measure live, [others,
By which his grace must mete the lives of
Turning past evils to advantages.

K. Hen. 'Tis seldom when the bee doth
leave her comb

[land? In the dead carrion. Who's here, WestmoreEnter Westmoreland.

West. Health to my sovereign, and new Added to that that I am to deliver ! [happiness Prince John, your son, doth kiss your grace's

hand:

[all,

Mowbray, the bishop Scroop, Hastings, and
Are brought to the correction of your law;
There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd,
But peace puts forth her olive everywhere:
The manner how this action hath been borne,
Here at more leisure may your highness read,
With every course in his particular. [mer bird,

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

Har. From enemies heaven keep your
majesty ;

fall

And, when they stand against you, may they
As those that I am come to tell you of!
The earl Northumberland, and the lord Bar-
dolph,

With a great power of English, and of Scots,
Are by the sheriff of Yorkshire overthrown:
The manner and true order of the fight,
This packet, please it you, contains at large.

K. Hen. And wherefore should these good
news make me sick?

Will 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
That have abundance, and enjoy it not. [rich,
I should rejoice now at this happy news;
And now my sight fails, and my brain
giddy :-

is

O me! come near me; now I am much ill.
[Swoons.

P. Humph. Comfort, your majesty!
Cla.
O my royal father!
West. My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself,
look up!
[these fits
War. Be patient, princes; you do know,
Are with his highness very ordinary.
Stand from him, give him air; he'll straight be
well.
[pangs:
Cla. No, no, he cannot long hold out these
Th' incessant care and labour of his mind
Hath wrought the mure, that should confine
it in,

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.
War. Will't please your grace to go along
with us?
[the king.
P. Hen. No; I will sit and watch here by
[Exeunt all except Prince Henry.
Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow,
Being so troublesome a bedfellow ?

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 biggin 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
father!

This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep [out. That from this golden rigol hath divorc'd So thin, that life looks through, and will break So many English kings. Thy due from me P. Humph. The people fear me; for they do observe

Unfather'd heirs, and loathly births of nature:
The seasons change their manners, as the year
Had found some months asleep, and leap'd
them over.

Cla. The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb be-
tween ;

died.

And the old folk, time's doting chronicles,
Say, it did so, a little time before
That our great grandsire, Edward, sick'd and
[recovers.
War. Speak lower, princes, for the king
P. Humph. This apoplexy will, certain, be
(hence

his end.
K. Hen. I pray you take me up, and bear me
Into some other chamber: softly, pray.

[They place the King on a bed in an
inner part of the room.

Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends;
Unless some dull and favourable hand
Will whisper music to my weary spirit.

War. Call for the music in the other room.
K. Hen. Set me the crown upon my pillow
here.

Cla. His eye is hollow, and he changes
War. Less noise, less noise ! [much.

Enter Prince Henry.

P. Hen. Who saw the duke of Clarence? Cla. I am here, brother, full of heaviness. P. Hen. How now! rain within doors, and How doth the king?

[none abroad!
Exceeding ill.

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

[ing it.
P. Humph. He alter'd much upon the hear-
P. Hen. If he be sick with joy, he will re-
Without physic.

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 mine leave, as 'tis left to me. (Exit.
K. Hen. [Waking.] Warwick! Gloster!
Clarence!

Re-enter Warwick and the rest.
Cla.
Doth the king call?
War. What would your majesty? How
fares your grace?

K. Hen. Why did you leave me here alone,
my lords?

Cla. We left the prince, my brother, here,
my liege,

Who undertook to sit and watch by you.
K. Hen. The prince of Wales ! Where is he?
He is not here.
[let me see him :
War. This door is open; he is gone this way.
P. Humph. He came not through the cham-
ber where we stay'd.

K. Hen. Where is the crown? who took it
from my pillow?
[it here.

War. When we withdrew, my liege, we left
K. Hen. The prince hath ta'en it hence:-
go, seek him out.

Is he so hasty, that he doth suppose
My sleep my death ?——

Find him, my lord of Warwick; chide him
hither.
[Exit Warwick.
[cover This part of his conjoins with my disease,

And helps to end me.-See, sons, what things
How quickly nature falls into revolt, [you are!
When gold becomes her object!
For this the foolish over-careful fathers
Have broke their sleeps with thought, their
brains with care,

Their bones with industry:

For this they have engrossed and pil'd up

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!

scum:

And to the English court assemble now, From every region, apes of idleness! Now, neighbour confines, purge you of your The canker'd heaps of strange-achieved gold; [dance, For this they have been thoughtful to invest Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, Their sons with arts, and martial exercises: Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit When, like the bee, tolling from every flowerThe oldest sins the newest kind of ways? The virtuous sweets, Be happy, he will trouble you no more; England shall double gild his treble guilt, England shall give him office, honour, might; For the fifth Harry from curb'd licence plucks The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog Shall flesh his tooth in every innocent. O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows! When that my care could not withhold thy riots,

[honey,
Our thighs packed with wax, our mouths with
We bring it to the hive; and, like the bees,
Are murder'd for our pains. This bitter taste
Yield his engrossments to the ending father.
Re-enter Warwick.

Now, where is he that will not stay so long
Till his friend sickness hath determin'd me?
War. My lord, I found the prince in the
next room,

Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks;
With such a deep demeanour in great sorrow,
That tyranny, which never quaff'd but blood,
Would, by beholding him, have wash'd his
knife

What wilt thou do when riot is thy care?
O, thou wilt be a wilderness again,
Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants !
P. Hen. [Kneeling.] O, pardon me, my
liege! but for my tears,

The moist impediments unto my speech,
With gentle eye-drops. He is coming hither. I had forestall'd this dear and deep rebuke,
K. Hen. But wherefore did he take away the Ere you with grief had spoke, and I had heard
Lo, where he comes.-
[crown? The course of it so far. There is your crown;
And He that wears the crown immortally,
Harry.-Long guard it yours! If I affect it more,
Than as your honour, and as your renown,
Let me no more from this obedience rise,
(Which my most true and inward duteous spirit
Teacheth,) this prostrate and exterior bending!
Heaven witness with me, when I here came in,
And found no course of breath within you
majesty,

[Re-enter Prince Henry. Come hither to me, Depart the chamber, leave us here alone. [Exeunt all except K. Hen. and P. Hen. P. Hen. I never thought to hear you speak again. [that thought: K. Hen. Thy wish was father, Harry, to I stay too long by thee, I weary thee. 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!
Thou seek'st the greatness 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'st me not,
And thou wilt have me die assur'd 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.
What! canst 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.

How cold it struck my heart! if I do feign,
O, let me in my present wildness die,
And never live to show the incredulous world
The noble change that I have purposed!
Coming to look on you, thinking you dead,
(And dead almost, my liege, to think you were,)
I spake unto the crown, as having sense,
And thus upbraided it: The care on thee
depending

Hath fed upon the body of my father;
Therefore, thou, best of gold, art worst of gold:
Other, less fine in carat, is more precious,
Preserving life in medicine potable;
But thou most fine, most honour'd, most re-
nown'd,
[royal liege,
Hast eat thy bearer up." Thus, my most
Accusing it, I put it on my head,
To try with it,-as with an enemy
That had before my face murder'd
The quarrel of a true inheritor.
But if it did infect my blood with joy,
Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride;
If any rebel or vain spirit of mine
Did, with the least affection of a welcome,
Give entertainment to the might of it,

my father,