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K. Hen. What treasure, uncle?
Therefore, let every man now task his thought, Exe.
Tennis-balls, my liege. That this fair action may on foot be brought. K. Hen. We are glad the Dauphin is so
[Exeunt. pleasant with us ; His present, and your pains, we thank you for : When we have match'd our rackets to these
ACT II. balls, We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set,
Enter Chorus. Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard. Chor. Now all the youth of England are on Tell him, he hath made a match with such a And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies: (fire, wrangler,
Now thrive the armourers, and honours That all the courts of France will be disturb'd thought With chases. And we understand him well, Reigns solely in the breast of every man. How he comes o'er us with our wilder days, They sell the pasture now to buy the horse ; Not measuring what use we made of them. Following the mirror of all Christian kings, We never valu'd this pour seat of England ; With winged heels, as English Mercuries : And therefore, living hence, did give ourself For now sits Expectation in the air ; To barbarous licence ; as 'tis ever common,
And hides a sword, from hilts unto the point, That men are merriest when they are from With crowns imperial, crowns, and coronets, honie.
Promis'd to Harry, and his followers. But tell the Dauphin, I will keep my state ; The French, advis'd by good intelligence Be like a king, and show my sail of greatness, Of this most dreadful preparation, When I do rouse me in my throne of France : Shake in their fear; and with pale policy For that I have laid by my majesty,
Seek to divert the English purposes. And plodded like a man for working days ; O England !-model to thy inward greatness, But I will rise there with so full a glory, Like little body with a mighty heart,'That I will dazzle all the eyes of France, What might'st thou do, that honour would Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us.
thee do, And tell the pleasant prince, this mock of his Were all thy children kind and natural ! (out Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones ; and his But see thy fault! France hath in thee found soul
A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills Shall stand sore-charged for the wasteful With treacherous crowns; and three corvengeance
[second, That shall fly with them : for many a thousand One, Richard Earl of Cambridge ; and the widows
Henry Lord Scroop of Masham; and the third, Shall this his mock mock out of their dear Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumber. husbands;
land, Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles Have, for the gilt of France, (O guilt, indeed!) down ;
Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France ; And some are yet ungotten, and unborn, And by their hands this grace of kings must That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's (If hell and treason hold their promises.) die, But this lies all within the will of God, (scorn. Ere he take ship for France, and in SouthTo whom I do appeal; and in whose name,
ampton. Tell you the Dauphin, I am coming on, Linger your patience on; and well digest To venge me as I may, and to put forth Th' abuse of distance, while we force a play. My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause. The sum is paid; the traitors are agreed ; So, get you hence in peace; and tell the The king is set from London; and the scene Dauphin,
Is now transported, gentles, to SouthampHis jest will savour but of shallow wit,
(sit : When thousands weep, more than did laugh There is the playhouse now, there must you at it.
And thence to France shall we convey you safe, Convey them with safe conduct.-Fare you And bring you back, charming the narrow seas well.
(Exeunt Ambassadors. To give you gentle pass; for, if we may, Exe. This was a merry message.
(at it. We'll not offend one stomach with our play. K. Hen. We hope to make the sender blush But, till the king come forth, and not till then, Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour, Unto Southampton do we shist our scene. That may give furtherance to our expedition ;
[Exit. For we have now no thought in us but France,
SCENE I.-London. Eastcheap.
Enter Nym and Bardolph, meeling. Be soon collected, and all things thought upon,
Bard. Well met, corporal Nym. That may with reasonable swiftness add Nym. Good morrow, lieutenant Bardolph. More feathers to our wings ; for, God before, Bard. What, are ancient Pistol and you We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door. friends yet ?
Nym. For my part, I care not; I say little; Pist. O braggart vile, and damned furious but when time shall serve, there shall be smiles; wight!
(near ; --but that shall be as it may. I dare not fight; The grave doth gape, and doting death is but I will wink, and hold out mine iron : it is Therefore exhale. [Pistol and Nym draw. a simple one; but what though? it will toast Bard. Hear me, hear me what I say :-he cheese, and it will endure cold as another that strikes the first stroke, I'll run him up to man's sword will; and there's an end.
the hilts, as I am a soldier.
[Draws. Bard. I will bestow a breakfast to make you Pist. An oath of mickle might; and fury friends; and we'll be all three sworn brothers shall abate. to France : let it be so, good corporal Nym. Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give :
Nym. 'Faith, I will live so long as I may, Thy spirits are most tall. that's the certain of it; and when I cannot Nym. I will cut thy throat, one time or live any longer, I will do as may : that is my other, in fair terms ; that is the humour of it. rest, that is the rendezvous of it.
Pist. Coupe le gorge! Bard. It is certain, corporal, that he is That is the word. -I thee defy again. married to Nell Quickly : and, certainly, she O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse to did you wrong; for you were troth-plight to No; to the spital go,
And from the powdering tub of infamy Nym. I cannot tell :-things must be as Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cressid's kind, they may: men may sleep, and they may have Doll Tear-sheet she by name, and her espouse: their throats about them at that time; and, I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly some say, knives have edges. It must be as for the only she; and-pauca, there's enough. it may; though patience be a tired mare, yet Go to. she will plod. There must be conclusions.
Enter the Boy. Well, I cannot tell.
Boy. Mine host Pistol, you must come to Enter Pistol and Hostess.
my master,--and you, hostess :---he is very Bard. Here comes ancient Pistol, and his sick, and would to bed.--Good Bardolph, put wife :-good corporal, be patient here. How thy face between his sheets, and do the office now, mine host Pistol !
of a warming-pan. 'Faith, he's very ill. Pist. Base tike, call'st thou me host?
Bard. Away, you rogue ! Now, by this hand, I swear, I scorn the term ; Host. By my troth, he'll yield the crow a Nor shall my Nell keep lodgers.
pudding one of these days : the king has killed Host. No, by my troth, not long : for we his heart.-Good husband, come home precannot lodge and board a dozen or fourteen sently.
(Exeunt Hostess and Boy. gentlewomen, that live honestly by the prick Bard. Come, shall I make you two friends? of their needles, but it will be thought we keep We must to France together : why, the devil, a bawdy-house straight. (Nym draws his should we keep knives to cut one another's sword.] O well-a-day, lady, if he be not throats? drawn! Now we shall see wilful adultery and Pist. Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for murder committed. Good lieutenant,-good food howl on! corporal, --offer nothing here.
Nym. You'll pay me the eight shillings I Nym. Pish!
won of you at betting ? Pist. Pish for thee, Iceland dog! thou Pist. Base is the slave that pays. prickeared cur of Iceland !
Nym. That now I will have: that's the Host. Good corporal Nym, show thy valour, humour of it.
(home. and put up your sword.
Pist. As manhood shall compound : push Num. Will you shog off? I would have you Bard. By this sword, he that makes the solus.
(Sheathing his sword. first thrust, I'll kill him : by this sword, I will. Pist, Solus, egregious dog? O viper vile ! Pist. Sword is an oath, and oaths must The solus in thy most marvellous face ;
have their course. The solus in thy teeth, and in thy throat, Bard. Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw, friends, be friends : an thou wilt not, why, perdy,
then, be enemies with me too. Prythee, put And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth ! up. I do retort the solus in thy bowels ;
Nym. I shall have my eight shillings, I won For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up,
of you at betting?
[pay ; And flashing fire will follow.
Pist. A noble shalt thou have, and present Vym. I am not Barbason ; you cannot con- And liquor likewise will I give to thee, jure me. I have a humour' to knock you And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood: indifferently well. If you grow foul with me, I'11 live by Nym, and Nyn shall live my me ;Pistol, I will scour you with my rapier, as i is not this just?—for I shall sutler be may, in fair terms: if you would walk off, I Unto the camp, and profits will accrue. would prick your guts a little, in good terms, Give me thy hand. 2 I may : and that's the humour of it.
Nym. I shall have my noble ?
Pist. In cash most justly paid.
K. Hen. We therefore have great cause of Nym. Well then, that's the humour of it.
thankfulness; Re-enter Hostess.
And shall forget the office of our hand, Host. As ever you came of women, come in Sooner than quittance of desert and merit, quickly to Sir John. Ah, poor heart! he is so According to the weight and worthiness. shaked of a burning quotidian tertian, that it is Scroop. So service shall with steeled sinews most lamentable to behold. Sweet men, come And labour shall refresh itself with hope, (toil, to him.
To do your grace incessant services. Nym. The king hath run bad humours on K. Hen. We judge no less,–Uncle of Exethe knight, that's the even of it.
Enlarge the man committed yesterday, [ter, Pist. Nym, thou hast spoke the right: That rail'd against our person : we consider His heart is fracted, and corroborate.
It was excess of wine that set him on ; Nym. The king is a good king : but it must And, on his more advice, we pardon him. be as it may; he passes some humours, and Scroop. That's mercy, but too much security:
Let him be punish'd, sovereign ; lest example Pist. Let us condole the knight ; for, lamb- Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind. kins, we will live.
[Exeunt. K. Hen. O, let us yet be merciful. (ish too.
Cam. So may your highness, and yet pun. SCENE II.-Southampton. The Council- Grey. Sir, you show great mercy, if you give chamber.
After the taste of much correction. (of me Enter Exeter, Bedford, and Westmoreland.
K. Hen. Alas, your too much love and care Bed. 'Fore God, his grace is bold to trust Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch. these traitors.
If little faults, proceeding on distemper, Exe. They shall be apprehended by and by. Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our West. How smooth and even they do bear eye
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and As if allegiance in their bosoms sat,
Appear before us?-We'll yet enlarge that man, Crowned with faith, and constant loyalty. Though Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey, in their Bed. The king hath note of all that they
dear care, intend,
And tender preservation of our person, By interception which they dream not of. Would have him punish'd. And now to our Exe. Nay, but the man that was his bedfel- French causes : low,
[favours, Who are the late commissioners ? Whom he hath dulld and cloy'd with gracious Cam. I one, my lord : That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell Your highness bade me ask for it to-day. His sovereign's life to death and treachery! Scroop. So did you me, my liege. Trumpets sound. Enter King Henry, Scroop, Grey. And me, my royal sovereign. Cambridge, Grey, Lords, and Attendants. K. Hen. Then, Richard, earl of Cambridge, K. Hen. Now sits the wind fair, and we will
there is yours i aboard.
(Masham,—There yours, lord Scroop of Masham ; and, My lord of Cambridge, -and my kind lord of sir knight, And you, my gentle knight, -give me your Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours : thoughts :
Read them; and know, I know your worthiThink you not, that the powers we bear with us Will cut their passage through the force of My lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter, Doing the execution, and the act, [France, We will aboard to-night.-Why, how now, For which we have in head assembled them? gentlemen ? Scroop. No doubt, my liege, if each man do What see you in those papers, that you lose his best.
(persuaded, So much complexion ?-look you, how they K. Hen. I doubt not that ; since we are well change!
(there, We carry not a heart with us from hence, Their cheeks are paper.—Why, what read you That grows not in a fair consent with ours; That hath so cowarded and chas'd your blood Nor leave not one behind, that doth not wish Out of appearance ? Success and conquest to attend on us.
I do confess my fault; Cam. Never was monarch better fear'd, and And do submit me to your highness' mercy. lov'd,
(subject, Grey. Scroop. To which we all appeal. Than is your majesty : there's not, I think, a K. Hen. The mercy that was quick in us That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness
but late, Under the sweet shade of your governinent. By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd : Grey. True : those that were your father's You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy: enemies,
For your own reasons turn into your bosoms, Have steep'd their galls in honey, and do serve As dogs upon their masters, worrying you. With hearts create of duty and of zeal. [you! See you, my princes, and my noble peers,
These English monsters! My lord of Cam- Exe. I arrest thee of high treason, by the bridge here,
name of Richard earl of Cambridge. You know how apt our love was to accord I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of To furnish him with all appertinents
Henry lord Scroop of Masham. Belonging to his honour; and this man I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspir'd, Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland. And sworn unto the practices of France, Scroop. Our purposes God justly hath disTo kill us here in Hampton : to the which,
covered ; This knight, no less for bounty bound to us And I repent my fault more than my death ; Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn.-- Which I beseech your highness to forgive, But O!
[cruel, Although my body pay the price of it. What shall I say to thee, lord Scroop? thou Cam. For me, -the gold of France did not Ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature ! Although I did admit it as a motive, (seduce ; Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsels, The sooner to effect what I intended : That knew'st the very bottom of my soul, But God be thanked for prevention ; That almost might'st have coin'd me into gold, Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice, Wouldst thou have practis'd on me for thy use ? Beseeching God and you to pardon me. May it be possible, that foreign hire
Grey. Never did faithful subject more rejoice Could out of thee extract one spark of evil, At the discovery of most dangerous treason, That might annoy my finger ? 'tis so strange, Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself ; That, though the truth of it stands off as gross Prevented from a damned enterprise : As black from white, my eye will scarcely see it. My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign. Treason and murder ever kept together, K. Hen. God quit you in his mercy! Hear As two yoke devils sworn to either's purpose, your sentence. Working so grossly in a natural cause, You have conspir'd against our royal person, That admiration did not whoop at them : Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd, and from his But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in coffers Wonder to wait on treason and on murder: Receiv'd the golden earnest of our death ; And whatsoever cunning fiend it was, Wherein you would have sold your king to That wrought upon thee so preposterously,
slaughter, • Hath got the voice in hell for excellence : His princes and his peers to servitude, And other devils, that suggest by treasons, His subjects to oppression and contempt, Do botch and bungle up damnation (fetch'd And his whole kingdom into desolation. With patches, colours, and with forms, being Touching our person, seek we no revenge : From glistering semblances of piety;
But we our kingdom's safety must so tender, But he that temper'd thee bade thee stand up. Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws Gave thee no instance why thou shouldst do We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence, treason,
Poor miserable wretches, to your death : Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor. The taste whereof, God, of his mercy, give you If that same demon, that hath gull'd thee thus, Patience to endure, and true repentance Should with his lion gait walk the whole world, Of all your dear offences !-- Bear them hence. He might return to vasty Tartar back,
[Exeunt Conspirators, guarded. And tell the legions, -- "I can never win Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whereof A soul so easy as that Englishman's.
Shall be to you, as us, like glorious. O, how hast thou with jealousy infected We doubt not of a fair and lucky war : The sweetness of affiance ! Show inen dutiful? Since God so graciously hath brought to light Why, so didst thou : seem they grave and This dangerous treason, lurking in our way learned?
To hinder our beginnings ;-We doubt not now Why, so didst thou: come they of noble family? But every rub is smoothed on our way. Why, so didst thou : seem they religious ? Then, forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver Why, so didst thou: or are they spare in diet ; Our púissance into the hand of God, Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger; Putting it straight in expedition. Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood; Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance : Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement; No king of England, if not king of France. Not working with the eye without the ear,
[Exeunt. And but in purgèd judgment trusting neither ? Such, and so finely bolted, didst thou seem : SCENE III.-London. The Boar's Head And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot,
Tavern in Eastcheap. To mark the full-fraught man, and best indu'd, Enter Pistol, Hostess, Nym, Bardolph, and With some suspicion. I will weep for thee; For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like
Boy. Another fall of man. Their faults are open : Host. Pr'ythee, honey-sweet husband, let Årrest them to the answer of the law ;
me bring thee to Staines. And God acquit them of their practices ! Pist. No; for my manly heart doth yearn.-
Bardolph, be blithe ; Nym, rouse thy vaunting Scene IV.-France. À Room in the French
veins ; Boy, bristle thy courage up; for Falstaff he is
King's Palace. And we must yearn therefore. [dead, Flourish. Enter the French King, attended;
Bard. 'Would I were with him, wheresome- the Dauphin, the Duke of Burgundy, tàe e'er he is, either in heaven or in hell !
Constable, and others. Host. Nay, sure, he's not in hell : he's in Fr. King. Thus come the English with full Arthur's bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's power upon us ; bosom. 'A made a finer end, and went away. And more than carefully it us concerns, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted To answer royally in our desences. even just between twelve and one, even at the Therefore the dukes of Berry, and of Bretagne, turning of the tide : for after I saw him fumble Of Brabant, and of Orleans, shall make forth, with the sheets, and play with flowers, and And you, prince Dauphin,—with all swift desmile upon his fingers' enus, I knew there spatch, was but one way; for his nose was as sharp To line and new repair our towns of war, as a pen, and a babbled of green fields. With men of courage, and with means defend" How now, Sir John!" quoth 1 : "what,
ant ; man ! be of good cheer." So 'a cried out- For England his approaches makes as fierce, "God, God, God !" three or four times. Now As waters to the sucking of a gulf. I, to comfort him, bid him, a' should not It fits us, then, to be as provident think of God; I hoped, there was no need to As fear may teach us, out of late examples trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. Left by the fatal and neglected English So, 'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet : Upon our fields. I put my hand into the bed, and felt them, and Dau.
My most redoubted father, they were as cold as any stone; then I felt to It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe; his knees, and so upward, and upward, and all For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom, was as cold as any stone.
(Though war, nor no known quarrel, were in Nym. They say, he cried out of sack.
question) Host. Ay, that 'a did.
But that defences, musters, preparations, Bard. And of women.
Should be maintain'd, assembled, and colHost. Nay, that 'a did not.
As were a war in expectation. [lected, Boy. Yes, that 'a did ; and said, they were Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all go forth, devils incarnate.
To view the sick and feeble parts of France : Host. 'A could never abide carnation ; 'twas And let us do it with no show of fear; (land a colour he never liked. [about women. No, with no more, than if we heard that Eng.
Boy. A said once, the devil would have him Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance :
Host. 'A did in some sort, indeed, handle For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd, women ; but then he was rheumatic, and talked Her sceptre so fantastically borne of the whore of Babylon.
By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth, Boy. Do you not remember, 'a saw a flea That fear attends her not. stick upon Bardolph's nose, and 'a said it was Con.
O peace, prince Dauphin ! a black soul burning in hell ?
You are too much mistaken in this king : Bard. Well, the fuel is gone that maintain a Question your grace the late ambassadors, that fire: that's all the riches I got in his service. With what great state he heard their embassy,
Nym. Shall we shog ? the king will be gone How well supplied with noble counsellors, from Southampton.
[thy lips. How modest in exception, and, withal, Pist. Come, let's away.—My love, give me How terrible in constant resolution, Look to my chattels, and my moveables : And you shall find, his vanities forespent Let senses rule; the word is, Pitch and pay;" Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus, Trust none;
[cakes, Covering discretion with a coat of folly; For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer- As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck : That shall first spring, and be most delicate. Therefore, caveto be thy counsellor.
Dau. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high conGo, clear thy crystals.-Yoke-fellows in arms,
stable ; Let us to France ; like horse-leeches, my boys, But though we think it so, it is no matter ; To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck! In cases of defence, 'tis best to weigh Boy. And that is but'unwholesome food, The enemy more mighty than he seems : they say
So the proportions of defence are fill'd ; Pist. Touch her soft mouth, and march. Which, of a weak and niggardly projection, Bard. (Kissing her.] Farewell, hostess. Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat with scanting
Nym. I cannot kiss, that is the humour of A little cloth. it ; but, adieu.
[1 thee command. Fr. King. Think we king Harry strong i Pist. Let housewifery appear : keep close, And, princes, look you strongly arm to meet Host. Farewell; adieu.