Chapter XXI: Act IV: SCENE I. Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest

_Enter the_ ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, MOWBRAY, HASTINGS, _and others_.[3990]

_Arch._ What is this forest call'd?[3991]

_Hast._ 'Tis Gaultree Forest, an't shall please your grace.[3992]

_Arch._ Here stand, my lords; and send discoverers forth
To know the numbers of our enemies.[3993]

_Hast._ We have sent forth already.

_Arch._ 'Tis well done. 5
My friends and brethren in these great affairs,
I must acquaint you that I have received
New-dated letters from Northumberland;
Their cold intent, tenour and substance, thus:[3994]
Here doth he wish his person, with such powers[3995] 10
As might hold sortance with his quality,
The which he could not levy; whereupon
He is retired, to ripe his growing fortunes,
To Scotland: and concludes in hearty prayers
That your attempts may overlive the hazard 15
And fearful meeting of their opposite.

_Mowb._ Thus do the hopes we have in him touch ground
And dash themselves to pieces.

_Enter a_ Messenger.[3996]

_Hast._ Now, what news?

_Mess._ West of this forest, scarcely off a mile,
In goodly form comes on the enemy; 20
And, by the ground they hide, I judge their number
Upon or near the rate of thirty thousand.

_Mowb._ The just proportion that we gave them out.
Let us sway on and face them in the field.[3997]

_Arch._ What well-appointed leader fronts us here? 25

_Enter_ WESTMORELAND.[3998]

_Mowb._ I think it is my Lord of Westmoreland.

_West._ Health and fair greeting from our general,
The prince, Lord John and Duke of Lancaster.

_Arch._ Say on, my Lord of Westmoreland, in peace:[3999]
What doth concern your coming?[3999]

_West._ Then, my[4000] 30
Unto your grace do I in chief address
The substance of my speech. If that rebellion
Came like itself, in base and abject routs,
Led on by bloody youth, guarded with rags,[4001]
And countenanced by boys and beggary, 35
I say, if damn'd commotion so appear'd,[4002]
In his true, native and most proper shape,
You, reverend father, and these noble lords
Had not been here, to dress the ugly form[4003]
Of base and bloody insurrection 40
With your fair honours. You, lord archbishop,[4004]
Whose see is by a civil peace maintain'd,[4005]
Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath touch'd,
Whose learning and good letters peace hath tutor'd,
Whose white investments figure innocence,[4006] 45
The dove and very blessed spirit of peace,
Wherefore do you so ill translate yourself
Out of the speech of peace that bears such grace,
Into the harsh and boisterous tongue of war;
Turning your books to graves, your ink to blood,[4007] 50
Your pens to lances and your tongue divine
To a loud trumpet and a point of war?[4008]

_Arch._ Wherefore do I this? so the question stands.
Briefly to this end: we are all diseased,
And with our surfeiting and wanton hours[4009] 55
Have brought ourselves into a burning fever,[4009]
And we must bleed for it; of which disease[4009]
Our late king, Richard, being infected, died.[4009]
But, my most noble Lord of Westmoreland,[4009]
I take not on me here as a physician,[4009] 60
Nor do I as an enemy to peace[4009]
Troop in the throngs of military men;[4009]
But rather show awhile like fearful war,[4009]
To diet rank minds sick of happiness[4009]
And purge the obstructions which begin to stop[4009] 65
Our very veins of life. Hear me more plainly.[4009]
I have in equal balance justly weigh'd[4009]
What wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs we suffer.[4009]
And find our griefs heavier than our offences.[4009]
We see which way the stream of time doth run,[4009] 70
And are enforced from our most quiet there[4009][4010]
By the rough torrent of occasion;[4009]
And have the summary of all our griefs,[4009]
When time shall serve, to show in articles;[4009]
Which long ere this we offer'd to the king,[4009] 75
And might by no suit gain our audience:[4009][4011]
When we are wrong'd and would unfold our griefs,[4009]
We are denied access unto his person[4009]
Even by those men that most have done us wrong.[4009]
The dangers of the days but newly gone,[4012] 80
Whose memory is written on the earth
With yet appearing blood, and the examples
Of every minute's instance, present now,[4013]
Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms,[4014]
Not to break peace or any branch of it, 85
But to establish here a peace indeed,
Concurring both in name and quality.

_West._ When ever yet was your appeal denied?
Wherein have you been galled by the king?
What peer hath been suborn'd to grate on you, 90
That you should seal this lawless bloody book
Of forged rebellion with a seal divine
And consecrate commotion's bitter edge?[4015]

_Arch._ My brother general, the commonwealth,[4016]
To brother born an household cruelty;[4017] 95
I make my quarrel in particular.

_West._ There is no need of any such redress;
Or if there were, it not belongs to you.

_Mowb._ Why not to him in part, and to us all
That feel the bruises of the days before, 100
And suffer the condition of these times
To lay a heavy and unequal hand[4018][4019]
Upon our honours?[4018]

_West._ O, my good Lord Mowbray,[4020]
Construe the times to their necessities,[4020]
And you shall say indeed, it is the time,[4020] 105
And not the king, that doth you injuries.[4020]
Yet for your part, it not appears to me[4020]
Either from the king or in the present time[4020][4021]
That you should have an inch of any ground[4020]
To build a grief on: were you not restored[4020] 110
To all the Duke of Norfolk's signories,[4020]
Your noble and right well remember'd father's?[4020]

_Mowb._ What thing, in honour, had my father lost,[4020]
That need to be revived and breathed in me?[4020]
The king that loved him, as the state stood then,[4020] 115
Was force perforce compell'd to banish him:[4020][4022]
And then that Henry Bolingbroke and he,[4020][4023][4024]
Being mounted and both roused in their seats,[4020][4024]
Their neighing coursers daring of the spur,[4020][4024][4025]
Their armed staves in charge, their beavers down,[4020][4024] 120
Their eyes of fire sparkling through sights of steel[4020][4024][4026]
And the loud trumpet blowing them together,[4020][4024]
Then, then, when there was nothing could have stay'd[4020][4024]
My father from the breast of Bolingbroke,[4020][4024]
O, when the king did throw his warder down,[4020][4024][4027] 125
His own life hung upon the staff he threw;[4020]
Then threw he down himself and all their lives[4020]
That by indictment and by dint of sword[4020][4028]
Have since miscarried under Bolingbroke.[4020]

_West._ You speak, Lord Mowbray, now you know not what.[4020] 130
The Earl of Hereford was reputed then[4020][4029]
In England the most valiant gentleman:[4020]
Who knows on whom fortune would then have smiled?[4020]
But if your father had been victor there,[4020]
He ne'er had borne it out of Coventry:[4020] 135
For all the country in a general voice[4020]
Cried hate upon him; and all their prayers and love[4020][4030]
Were set on Hereford, whom they doted on[4020][4031]
And bless'd and graced indeed, more than the king.[4020][4032]
But this is mere digression from my purpose.[4033] 140
Here come I from our princely general
To know your griefs; to tell you from his grace
That he will give you audience; and wherein
It shall appear that your demands are just,[4034]
You shall enjoy them, every thing set off[4034] 145
That might so much as think you enemies.[4035]

_Mowb._ But he hath forced us to compel this offer;
And it proceeds from policy, not love.

_West._ Mowbray, you overween to take it so;
This offer comes from mercy, not from fear: 150
For, lo! within a ken our army lies,
Upon mine honour, all too confident
To give admittance to a thought of fear.
Our battle is more full of names than yours,
Our men more perfect in the use of arms, 155
Our armour all as strong, our cause the best;
Then reason will our hearts should be as good:[4036]
Say you not then our offer is compell'd.

_Mowb._ Well, by my will we shall admit no parley.[4037]

_West._ That argues but the shame of your offence: 160
A rotten case abides no handling.[4038]

_Hast._ Hath the Prince John a full commission,
In very ample virtue of his father,
To hear and absolutely to determine
Of what conditions we shall stand upon? 165

_West._ That is intended in the general's name:[4039]
I muse you make so slight a question.

_Arch._ Then take, my Lord of Westmoreland, this schedule,
For this contains our general grievances:
Each several article herein redress'd, 170
All members of our cause, both here and hence,[4040]
That are insinewed to this action,[4040][4041]
Acquitted by a true substantial form,[4040]
And present execution of our wills[4040][4042]
To us and to our purposes confined,[4043] 175
We come within our awful banks again,[4044]
And knit our powers to the arm of peace.[4045]

_West._ This will I show the general. Please you, lords,
In sight of both our battles we may meet;[4046]
And either end in peace, which God so frame![4046][4047] 180
Or to the place of difference call the swords
Which must decide it.
Which must decide it.

_Arch._ My lord, we will do so. [_Exit West._

_Mowb._ There is a thing within my bosom tells me[4048]
That no conditions of our peace can stand.[4049]

_Hast._ Fear you not that: if we can make our peace[4050] 185
Upon such large terms and so absolute
As our conditions shall consist upon,[4051]
Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.

_Mowb._ Yea, but our valuation shall be such[4052]
That every slight and false-derived cause, 190
Yea, every idle, nice and wanton reason
Shall to the king taste of this action;
That, were our royal faiths martyrs in love,[4053]
We shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind
That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff 195
And good from bad find no partition.

_Arch._ No, no, my lord. Note this; the king is weary[4054]
Of dainty and such picking grievances:[4054][4055]
For he hath found to end one doubt by death
Revives two greater in the heirs of life, 200
And therefore will he wipe his tables clean
And keep no tell-tale to his memory
That may repeat and history his loss
To new remembrance; for full well he knows
He cannot so precisely weed this land 205
As his misdoubts present occasion:
His foes are so enrooted with his friends
That, plucking to unfix an enemy,
He doth unfasten so and shake a friend.[4056]
So that this land, like an offensive wife 210
That hath enraged him on to offer strokes,[4057]
As he is striking, holds his infant up
And hangs resolved correction in the arm
That was uprear'd to execution.

_Hast._ Besides, the king hath wasted all his rods 215
On late offenders, that he now doth lack
The very instruments of chastisement:
So that his power, like to a fangless lion,
May offer, but not hold.

_Arch._ 'Tis very true:
And therefore be assured, my good lord marshal, 220
If we do now make our atonement well,
Our peace will, like a broken limb united,
Grow stronger for the breaking.

_Mowb._ Be it so.[4058]
Here is return'd my Lord of Westmoreland.[4058]

_Re-enter_ WESTMORELAND.[4059]

_West._ The prince is here at hand: pleaseth your lordship 225
To meet his grace just distance 'tween our armies.

_Mowb._ Your grace of York, in God's name, then, set forward.[4060]

_Arch._ Before, and greet his grace: my lord, we come. [_Exeunt._[4061]

SCENE II. _Another part of the forest._

_Enter, from one side,_ MOWBRAY, _attended; afterwards the_
ARCHBISHOP, HASTINGS, _and others: from the other side_,
PRINCE JOHN of LANCASTER, _and_ WESTMORELAND; Officers, _and
others with them_.[4062]

_Lan._ You are well encounter'd here, my cousin Mowbray:[4063]
Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop;[4064]
And so to you, Lord Hastings, and to all.
My Lord of York, it better show'd with you
When that your flock, assembled by the bell, 5
Encircled you to hear with reverence
Your exposition on the holy text
Than now to see you here an iron man,[4065]
Cheering a rout of rebels with your drum,
Turning the word to sword and life to death. 10
That man that sits within a monarch's heart,
And ripens in the sunshine of his favour,
Would he abuse the countenance of the king,
Alack, what mischiefs might he set abroach
In shadow of such greatness! With you, lord bishop, 15
It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken
How deep you were within the books of God?[4066]
To us the speaker in his parliament;
To us the imagined voice of God himself;[4067]
The very opener and intelligencer 20
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,[4068]
As a false favourite doth his prince's name, 25
In deeds dishonourable? You have ta'en up,[4069]
Under the counterfeited zeal of God,[4070]
The subjects of his substitute, my father,[4071]
And both against the peace of heaven and him
Have here up-swarm'd them.

_Arch._ Good my Lord of Lancaster, 30
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,[4072]
Crowd us and crush us to this monstrous form,
To hold our safety up. I sent your grace 35
The parcels and particulars of our grief,
The which hath been with scorn shoved from the court,[4073]
Whereon this Hydra son of war is born;[4074]
Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleep
With grant of our most just and right desires,[4075] 40
And true obedience, of this madness cured,
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: 45
If they miscarry, theirs shall second them;
And so success of mischief shall be born[4076]
And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up[4077]
Whiles England shall have generation.[4078]

_Lan._ You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow,[4079] 50
To sound the bottom of the after-times.

_West._ Pleaseth your grace to answer them directly
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, 55
My father's purposes have been mistook;
And some about him have too lavishly
Wrested his meaning and authority.
My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd;
Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please you,[4080] 60
Discharge your powers unto their several counties,
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. 65

_Arch._ I take your princely word for these redresses.[4081][4082]

_Lan._ I give it you, and will maintain my word:[4081]
And thereupon I drink unto your grace.[4083]

_Hast._ Go, captain, and deliver to the army[4084]
This news of peace: let them have pay, and part: 70
I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain.

[_Exit Officer._[4085]

_Arch._ To you, my noble Lord of Westmoreland.[4086]

_West._ I pledge your grace; and, if you knew what pains[4087]
I have bestow'd to breed this present peace,[4087]
You would drink freely: but my love to ye[4088] 75
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 season;
For I am, on the sudden, something ill. 80

_Arch._ Against ill chances men are ever merry;
But heaviness foreruns the good event.

_West._ Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden sorrow
Serves to say thus, 'some good thing comes to-morrow.'[4089]

_Arch._ Believe me, I am passing light in spirit. 85

_Mowb._ So much the worse, if your own rule be true.

[_Shouts within._[4090]

_Lan._ The word of peace is render'd: hark, how they shout![4091]

_Mowb._ This had been cheerful after victory.

_Arch._ A peace is of the nature of a conquest;
For then both parties nobly are subdued, 90
And neither party loser.

_Lan._ Go, my lord,
And let our army be discharged too. [_Exit Westmoreland._[4092]
And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains[4093]
March by us, that we may peruse the men
We should have coped withal.

_Arch._ Go, good Lord Hastings, 95
And, ere they be dismiss'd, let them march by. [_Exit Hastings._[4094]

_Lan._ I trust, lords, we shall lie to-night together.

_Re-enter_ WESTMORELAND.[4095]

Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still?[4096]

_West._ The leaders, having charge from you to stand,
Will not go off until they hear you speak. 100

_Lan._ They know their duties.

_Re-enter_ HASTINGS.[4097]

_Hast._ My lord, our army is dispersed already:[4098]
Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their courses[4099]
East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up,
Each hurries toward his home and sporting-place.[4100] 105

_West._ Good tidings, my Lord Hastings; for the which
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 honourable? 110

_West._ Is your assembly so?

_Arch._ Will you thus break your faith?

_Lan._ I pawn'd thee none:[4101]
I promised you redress of these same grievances[4102]
Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour,
I will perform with a most Christian care. 115
But for you, rebels, look to taste the due
Meet for rebellion and such acts as yours.[4103]
Most shallowly did you these arms commence,
Fondly brought here and foolishly sent hence.
Strike up our drums, pursue the scatter'd stray: 120
God, and not we, hath safely fought to-day.[4104]
Some guard these traitors to the block of death,[4105]
Treason's true bed and yielder up of breath. [_Exeunt._

SCENE III. _Another part of the forest._

_Alarum. Excursions. Enter_ FALSTAFF _and_ COLEVILE, _meeting_.[4106]

_Fal._ What's your name, sir? of what condition are you,
and of what place, I pray?[4107]

_Cole._ I am a knight, sir; and my name is Colevile of[4108]
the dale.[4108]

_Fal._ Well, then, Colevile is your name, a knight is your 5
degree, and your place the dale: Colevile shall be still your
name, a traitor your degree, and the dungeon your place,[4109]
a place deep enough; so shall you be still Colevile of the[4110]
dale.

_Cole._ Are not you Sir John Falstaff? 10

_Fal._ As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye
yield, sir? or shall I sweat for you? If I do sweat, they are
the drops of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death: therefore
rouse up fear and trembling, and do observance to my
mercy. 15

_Cole._ I think you are Sir John Falstaff, and in that
thought yield me.

_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 20
were simply the most active fellow in Europe: my womb,
my womb, my womb, undoes me. Here comes our general.

_Enter_ PRINCE JOHN of LANCASTER, WESTMORELAND, BLUNT,
_and others_.[4111]

_Lan._ The heat is past; follow no further now:[4112]
Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland. [_Exit Westmoreland._

Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while? 25
When every thing is ended, then you come:[4113]
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 30
valour. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet?
have I, in my poor and old motion, the expedition of
thought? I have speeded hither with the very extremest[4114]
inch of possibility; I have foundered nine score and odd[4115]
posts: and here, travel-tainted as I am, have, in my pure 35
and immaculate valour, taken Sir John Colevile of the
dale, a most furious knight and valorous enemy. But
what of that? he saw me, and yielded; that I may justly
say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, 'I came, saw, and[4116]
overcame.' 40

_Lan._ It was more of 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 booked with the rest of this
day's deeds; or, by the Lord, I will have it in a particular[4117] 45
ballad else, with mine own picture on the top on't, Colevile[4118]
kissing my foot: to the which course if I be enforced, if you
do not all show like gilt two-pences to me, and I in the
clear sky of fame o'ershine you as much as the full moon
doth the cinders of the element, which show like pins' heads 50
to her, believe not the word of the noble: therefore let me
have right, and let desert mount.

_Lan._ Thine's too heavy to mount.

_Fal._ Let it shine, then.

_Lan._ Thine's too thick to shine. 55

_Fal._ Let it do something, my good lord, that may do
me good, and call it what you will.

_Lan._ Is thy name Colevile?

_Cole._ It is, my lord.

_Lan._ A famous rebel art thou, Colevile. 60

_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 ruled by me,
You should have won them dearer than you have.[4119]

_Fal._ I know not how they sold themselves: but thou, 65
like a kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I thank[4120]
thee for thee.

_Re-enter_ WESTMORELAND.[4121]

_Lan._ Now, have you left pursuit?[4122]

_West._ Retreat is made and execution stay'd.

_Lan._ Send Colevile with his confederates[4123] 70
To York, to present execution:
Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard him sure.

[_Exeunt Blunt and others with Colevile._[4124]

And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords:
I hear the king my father is sore sick:
Our news shall go before us to his majesty, 75
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[4125][4126]
Through Gloucestershire: and, when you come to court,[4125]
Stand my good lord, pray, in your good report.[4125][4127] 80

_Lan._ Fare you well, Falstaff: I, in my condition,[4128]
Shall better speak of you than you deserve.[4128]

[_Exeunt all except Falstaff._[4129]

_Fal._ I would you had but the wit: 'twere better than[4130]
your dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-blooded
boy doth not love me; nor a man cannot make him laugh;[4131] 85
but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine. There's never none[4132]
of these demure boys come to any proof; for thin drink doth[4133]
so over-cool their blood, and making many fish-meals, that[4133]
they fall into a kind of male green-sickness; and then, when
they marry, they get wenches: they are generally fools and 90
cowards; which some of us should be too, but for inflammation.
A good sherris-sack hath a two-fold operation in it. It
ascends me into the brain; dries me there all the foolish and[4134]
dull and crudy vapours which environ it; makes it
apprehensive,[4134][4135]
quick, forgetive, full of nimble fiery and delectable 95
shapes; which, delivered o'er to the voice, the tongue, which[4136]
is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second property of[4137]
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; but the sherris 100
warms it and makes it course from the inwards to the parts
extreme: it illumineth the face, which as a beacon gives[4138]
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 105
up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage; and this[4139]
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[4140]
it and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it that Prince 110
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, 115
the first humane principle I would teach them should be, to[4141]
forswear thin potations, and to addict themselves to sack.

_Enter_ BARDOLPH.[4142]

How now, Bardolph?

_Bard._ The army is discharged all and gone.

_Fal._ Let them go. I'll through Gloucestershire; and 120
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._[4143]

SCENE IV. _Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber._

_Enter the_ KING, _the_ PRINCES THOMAS of CLARENCE _and_
HUMPHREY of GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, _and others_.[4144]

_King._ Now, lords, if God doth give successful end[4145]
To this debate that bleedeth at our doors,[4146]
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, 5
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. 10

_War._ Both which we doubt not but your majesty
Shall soon enjoy.

_King._ Humphrey, my son of Gloucester,[4147]
Where is the prince your brother?[4147]

_Glou._ I think he's gone to hunt, my lord, at Windsor.

_King._ And how accompanied?

_Glou._ I do not know, my lord. 15

_King._ Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him?

_Glou._ No, my good lord; he is in presence here.

_Clar._ What would my lord and father?

_King._ Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Clarence.
How chance thou art not with the prince thy brother? 20
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, 25
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 observed: 30
He hath a tear for pity and a hand
Open as day for melting charity:[4148]
Yet notwithstanding, being incensed, he's flint,
As humorous as winter and as sudden[4149]
As flaws congealed in the spring of day.[4150] 35
His temper, therefore, must be well observed:
Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth;
But, being moody, give him line and scope,[4151]
Till that his passions, like a whale on ground, 40
Confound themselves with working. Learn this, Thomas,
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,
Mingled with venom of suggestion-- 45
As, force perforce, the age will pour it in--
Shall never leak, though it do work as strong[4152]
As aconitum or rash gunpowder.

_Clar._ I shall observe him with all care and love.

_King._ Why art thou not at Windsor with him, Thomas? 50

_Clar._ He is not there to-day; he dines in London.[4153]

_King._ And how accompanied? canst thou tell that?[4154]

_Clar._ With Poins, and other his continual followers.[4153]

_King._ Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds;
And he, the noble image of my youth, 55
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 60
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 65
Towards fronting peril and opposed 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,
'Tis needful that the most immodest word 70
Be look'd upon and learn'd; which once attain'd,
Your highness knows, comes to no further use[4155]
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 75
Shall as a pattern or a measure live,
By which his grace must mete the lives of others,[4156]
Turning past evils to advantages.

_King._ 'Tis seldom when the bee doth leave her comb[4157]
In the dead carrion.

_Enter_ WESTMORELAND.[4158]

Who's here? Westmoreland? 80

_West._ Health to my sovereign, and new happiness[4159]
Added to that that I am to deliver![4160]
Prince John your son doth kiss your grace's hand:
Mowbray, the Bishop Scroop, Hastings and all[4161]
Are brought to the correction of your law; 85
There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd,
But Peace puts forth her olive every where.
The manner how this action hath been borne
Here at more leisure may your highness read,
With every course in his particular.[4162] 90

_King._ O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird,
Which ever in the haunch of winter sings
The lifting up of day.

_Enter_ HARCOURT.[4163]

Look, here's more news.

_Har._ From enemies heaven keep your majesty;[4164]
And, when they stand against you, may they fall 95
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:[4165]
The manner and true order of the fight, 100
This packet, please it you, contains at large.[4166]

_King._ And wherefore should these good news make me sick?[4167]
Will Fortune never come with both hands full,
But write her fair words still in foulest letters?[4168]
She either gives a stomach and no food; 105
Such are the poor, in health; or else a feast
And takes away the stomach; such are the rich,[4169]
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: 110
O me! come near me; now I am much ill.[4170]

_Glou._ Comfort, your majesty![4171]

_Clar._ O my royal father!

_West._ My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, look up.

_War._ Be patient, princes; you do know, these fits
Are with his highness very ordinary. 115
Stand from him, give him air; he'll straight be well.[4172]

_Clar._ No, no, he cannot long hold out these pangs:[4173]
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.[4174] 120

_Glou._ The people fear me; for they do observe[4175]
Unfather'd heirs and loathly births of nature:[4176]
The seasons change their manners, as the year
Had found some months asleep and leap'd them over.[4177]

_Clar._ The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb between; 125
And the old folk, time's doting chronicles,
Say it did so a little time before
That our great-grandsire, Edward, sick'd and died.[4178]

_War._ Speak lower, princes, for the king recovers.

_Glou._ This apoplexy will ceitain be his end.[4179] 130

_King._ I pray you, take me up, and bear me hence
Into some other chamber: softly, pray.[4180]

SCENE V. _Another Chamber._

_The_ KING lying on a bed: CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, WARWICK,
_and others in attendance_.[4181]

_King._ Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends;
Unless some dull and favourable hand[4182]
Will whisper music to my weary spirit.

_War._ Call for the music in the other room.

_King._ Set me the crown upon my pillow here. 5

_Clar._ His eye is hollow, and he changes much.

_War._ Less noise, less noise!

_Enter_ PRINCE HENRY.[4183]

_Prince._ Who saw the Duke of Clarence?

_Clar._ I am here, brother, full of heaviness.

_Prince._ How now! rain within doors, and none abroad![4184]
How doth the king?[4184] 10

_Glou._ Exceeding ill.

_Prince._ Heard he the good news yet?[4185]
Tell it him.[4185][4186]

_Glou._ He alter'd much upon the hearing it.[4187]

_Prince._ If he be sick with joy, he'll recover without[4188][4189]
physic.[4188] 15

_War._ Not so much noise, my lords: sweet prince, speak low;[4190]
The king your father is disposed to sleep.

_Clar._ Let us withdraw into the other room.

_War._ Will't please your grace to go along with us?

_Prince._ No; I will sit and watch here by the king. 20

[_Exeunt all except the Prince._[4191]

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![4192] 25
Yet not so sound and half so deeply sweet[4193]
As he whose brow with homely biggen bound[4194]
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, 30
That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath[4195]
There lies a downy feather which stirs not:[4196]
Did he suspire, that light and weightless down[4197]
Perforce must move. My gracious lord! my father![4198]
This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep, 35
That from this golden rigol hath divorced[4199]
So many English kings. Thy due from me[4200]
Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood,
Which nature, love, and filial tenderness,
Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously: 40
My due from thee is this imperial crown,[4201]
Which, as immediate from thy place and blood,
Derives itself to me. Lo, here it sits,[4202]
Which God shall guard: and put the world's whole strength[4203][4204]
Into one giant arm, it shall not force[4203] 45
This lineal honour from me: this from thee[4203]
Will I to mine leave, as 'tis left to me.[4203] [_Exit._

_King._ Warwick! Gloucester! Clarence!

_Re-enter_ WARWICK, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, _and the rest_.[4205]

_Clar._ Doth the king call?

_War._ What would your majesty? How fares your grace?[4206] 50

_King._ Why did you leave me here alone, my lords?

_Clar._ We left the prince my brother here, my liege,[4207]
Who undertook to sit and watch by you.[4207]

_King._ The Prince of Wales! Where is he? let me see him:[4207]
He is not here.[4207][4208] 55

_War._ This door is open; he is gone this way.[4209]

_Glou._ He came not through the chamber where we stay'd.

_King._ Where is the crown? who took it from my pillow?

_War._ When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here.

_King._ The prince hath ta'en it hence: go, seek him out.[4210] 60
Is he so hasty that he doth suppose[4210]
My sleep my death?[4210]
Find him, my Lord of Warwick; chide him hither.[4210]

[_Exit Warwick._[4210]

This part of his conjoins with my disease,[4210]
And helps to end me. See, sons, what things you are![4210] 65
How quickly nature falls into revolt
When gold becomes her object![4211]
For this the foolish over-careful fathers
Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with
care,[4212][4213]
Their bones with industry;[4212] 70
For this they have engrossed and piled up[4214]
The canker'd heaps of strange-achieved gold;
For this they have been thoughtful to invest
Their sons with arts and martial exercises:
When, like the bee, culling from every flower[4215] 75
The virtuous sweets,[4216][4217][4218]
Our thighs pack'd with wax, our mouths with honey,[4217][4218][4219]
We bring it to the hive; and, like the bees,[4218][4220]
Are murdered for our pains. This bitter taste[4218]
Yield his engrossments to the ending father.[4218] 80

_Re-enter_ WARWICK.[4221]

Now, where is he that will not stay so long
Till his friend sickness hath determined me?[4222]

_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 85
That tyranny, which never quaff'd but blood,
Would, by beholding him, have wash'd his knife
With gentle eye-drops. He is coming hither.

_King._ But wherefore did he take away the crown?

_Re-enter_ PRINCE HENRY.[4223]

Lo, where he comes. Come hither to me, Harry. 90
Depart the chamber, leave us here alone.

[_Exeunt Warwick and the rest._[4224]

_Prince._ I never thought to hear you speak again.

_King._ Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought:
I stay too long by thee, I weary thee.
Dost thou so hunger for mine empty chair[4225] 95
That thou wilt needs invest thee with my honours[4226]
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 100
That it will quickly drop: my day is dim.
Thou hast stolen 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 lovedst me not, 105
And thou wilt have me die assured of it.
Thou hidest a thousand daggers in thy thoughts,[4227]
Which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart,[4228]
To stab at half an hour of my life.[4229]
What! canst thou not forbear me half an hour? 110
Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself,
And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear[4230]
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: 115
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![4231] 120
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:
Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance,[4232] 125
Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit
The oldest sins the newest kind of ways?[4233]
Be happy, he will trouble you no more;
England shall double gild his treble guilt,[4234]
England shall give him office, honour, might; 130
For the fifth Harry from curb'd license plucks[4235]
The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog
Shall flesh his tooth on every innocent.[4236]
O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows!
When that my care could not withhold thy riots, 135
What wilt thou do when riot is thy care?
O, thou wilt be a wilderness again,
Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants!

_Prince._ O, pardon me, my liege! but for my tears,[4237]
The moist impediments unto my speech,[4238] 140
I had forestall'd this dear and deep rebuke
Ere you with grief had spoke and I had heard
The course of it so far. There is your crown;[4239]
And He that wears the crown immortally
Long guard it yours! If I affect it more 145
Than as your honour and as your renown,
Let me no more from this obedience rise,
Which my most inward true and duteous spirit[4240]
Teacheth, this prostrate and exterior bending.[4241][4242]
God witness with me, when I here came in,[4242] 150
And found no course of breath within your majesty,
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! 155
Coming to look on you, thinking you dead,
And dead almost, my liege, to think you were,
I spake unto this crown as having sense,[4243]
And thus upbraided it: 'The care on thee depending
Hath fed upon the body of my father; 160
Therefore, thou best of gold art worst of gold:[4244]
Other, less fine in carat, is more precious,[4245]
Preserving life in medicine potable;
But thou, most fine, most honour'd, most renown'd,
Hast eat thy bearer up.' Thus, my most royal liege,[4246] 165
Accusing it, I put it on my head,
To try with it, as with an enemy
That had before my face murder'd my father,
The quarrel of a true inheritor.
But if it did infect my blood with joy, 170
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,[4247]
Let God for ever keep it from my head[4248] 175
And make me as the poorest vassal is
That doth with awe and terror kneel to it!

_King._ O my son,[4249]
God put it in thy mind to take it hence,[4248][4250]
That thou mightst win the more thy father's love,[4251] 180
Pleading so wisely in excuse of it!
Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed;
And hear, I think, the very latest counsel
That ever I shall breathe. God knows, my son,[4248]
By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways[4252] 185
I met this crown; and I myself know well
How troublesome it sat upon my head.
To thee it shall descend with better quiet,
Better opinion, better confirmation;
For all the soil of the achievement goes 190
With me into the earth. It seem'd in me
But as an honour snatch'd with boisterous hand,
And I had many living to upbraid
My gain of it by their assistances;
Which daily grew to quarrel and to bloodshed,[4253] 195
Wounding supposed peace: all these bold fears[4254]
Thou see'st with peril I have answered;
For all my reign hath been but as a scene
Acting that argument: and now my death
Changes the mode; for what in me was purchased,[4255] 200
Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort;[4256]
So thou the garland wear'st successively.[4257]
Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could do,
Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green;
And all my friends, which thou must make thy friends,[4258] 205
Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out;[4259]
By whose fell working I was first advanced
And by whose power I well might lodge a fear
To be again displaced: which to avoid,
I cut them off; and had a purpose now[4260] 210
To lead out many to the Holy Land,[4261]
Lest rest and lying still might make them look
Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry,[4262]
Be it thy course to busy giddy minds
With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out,[4263] 215
May waste the memory of the former days.[4264]
More would I, but my lungs are wasted so
That strength of speech is utterly denied me.
How I came by the crown, O God forgive;[4248][4265]
And grant it may with thee in true peace live![4265] 220

_Prince._ My gracious liege,[4266]
You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me;
Then plain and right must my possession be:
Which I with more than with a common pain
'Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain. 225

_Enter_ LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER.[4267]

_King._ Look, look, here comes my John of Lancaster.[4268]

_Lan._ Health, peace, and happiness to my royal father![4269]

_King._ Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, son John;[4270]
But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown
From this bare wither'd trunk: upon thy sight 230
My worldly business makes a period.
Where is my Lord of Warwick?

_Prince._ My Lord of Warwick!

_Enter_ WARWICK, _and others_.[4271]

_King._ Doth any name particular belong
Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?

_War._ 'Tis call'd Jerusalem, my noble lord. 235

_King._ Laud be to God! even there my life must end.[4248][4272]
It hath been prophesied to me many years,
I should not die but in Jerusalem;
Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land:
But bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie; 240
In that Jerusalem shall Harry die. [_Exeunt._[4273]

FOOTNOTES:

[3990] Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest.] In Yorkshire. Pope.

Enter....] Malone. Enter the Archbishop, Mowbray, Bardolfe, Hastings, within the forrest of Gaultree. Q. Enter the Arch-bishop, Mowbray, Hastings, Westmerland, Colevile. Ff.

[3991] Arch.] Bish., or Bishop. Q Ff (passim).

[3992] _Gaultree_] Q. _Gualtree_ Ff.

_an't ... grace_] Omitted by Pope.

[3993] _numbers_] _number_ F₃ F₄.

[3994] _tenour_] _tenure_ Q Ff.

[3995] _Here doth he_] Q F₁. _How doth he_ F₂ F₃ F₄. _How he doth_ Pope. _Here he doth_ Hanmer.

[3996] a Messenger.] Ff. Messenger. Q.

[3997] _Let us sway_] _Let us way_ Warburton. _Let's away_ Collier (Collier MS.).

[3998] SCENE II. Pope.

Enter W.] Q. In Ff, after line 22.

[3999] _peace: What ... coming?_] Ff. _peace, What ... comming?_ Q. _peace, What ... coming._ Dyce.

[4000] _Then, my lord_] Omitted in Q.

[4001] _bloody_] _heady_ Warburton conj. _moody_ Johnson conj. (withdrawn).

_guarded_] _goaded_ Pope (ed. 2).

_rags_] Singer (S. Walker conj. and Collier MS.). _rage_ Q Ff.

[4002] _appear'd_] Pope. _appeare_ Q F₁ F₂. _appear_ F₃ F₄.

[4003] _ugly_] F₃ F₄. _owgly_ Q. _ougly_ F₁ F₂.

[4004] _lord_] _my lord_ Pope.

[4005] _see_] F₄. _sea_ Q F₁ F₂ F₃.

[4006] _figure_] _figures_ Q.

[4007] _graves_] _graues_ Q. _Graues_ F₁. _glaives_ Hanmer (Warburton). _greaves_ Rann (Steevens conj.). _breves_ Jackson conj. _braves_ Keightley conj. _griefs_ Anon. conj.

[4008] _loud_] _lowd_ Q F₁ F₄. _low_ F₂ F₃.

_a point_] _report_ Collier MS. _a bruit_ Singer conj.

[4009] _And ... wrong_] Omitted in Q.

[4010] _there_] Ff. _sphere_ Hanmer (Warburton). _chair_ Collier (Theobald conj.). _haven_ or _rest_ Keightley conj. _shore_ or _tether_ Anon. conj.

[4011] _our_] _an_ Collier MS.

[4012] _dangers ... days_] _danger ... day's_ Rowe.

[4013] _instance_] _instants_ Malone conj.

[4014] _Hath_] Q Ff. _Have_ Theobald.

[4015] _And ... edge_] Omitted in Ff. See note (VI).

[4016] _My ... commonwealth_] _My brother, general, the commonwealth_; Rann. _My brother, general! the commonwealth!_ Knight.

_brother general, the_] _quarrel general, the_ Johnson conj. _brother general_ [shewing Mowbray] _the_ Capell. _quarrel: and the general_ Singer conj. See note (XI).

[4017] _To ... cruelty_] Omitted in Ff. See note (XI).

[4018] _To lay ... honours_] As in Rowe (ed. 2). As one line in Q Ff.

[4019] _a heavy_] _an heavie_ F₄.

[4020] _O my good ... king._] Omitted in Q.

[4021] _Either_] _Or_ Pope.

[4022] _force perforce_] Theobald. _forc'd, perforce_ Ff.

[4023] _then that_] _then, that_ Ff. _when, that_ Rowe (ed. 1). _then, when_ Pope.

_Henry_] _Harry_ Theobald.

[4024] _And then ... O, when_] _And when ... O then_ Staunton conj.

[4025] _coursers_] F₁ F₄. _courses_ F₂ F₃.

[4026] _sparkling_] _sparling_ F₂.

[4027] _O, when ... down,_] F₁ F₄. _O when ... down._ F₂ F₃. _O then ... down._ Capell.

[4028] _and_] _or_ Pope.

[4029] _Earl_] _duke_ Capell.

[4030] _and all_] _all_ Pope.

[4031] _Hereford_] _Herefold_ F₂.

[4032] _indeed, more ... king_] Theobald (Thirlby conj.). _and did more ... king_ Ff. _more than the king himself_ Rowe. _and bid more ... king_ Delius conj. _and eyed more ... king_ Edd. conj.

[4033] _But this_] West. _But this_ Q.

[4034] _It shall appear ... set off_] _It shall enjoy them, every thing set off, You shall appear, that your demands are just_ F₃.

[4035] _think_] F₃ F₄. _thinke_ Q F₁ F₂. _mark_ Hanmer. _hint_ Capell.

[4036] _will_] _wills_ Pope. _well--_ Malone conj.

[4037] _parley_] Ff. _parlee_ Q.

[4038] _handling_] Q F₁. _handing_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[4039] _intended_] _indented_ Becket conj.

[4040] Farmer proposed to arrange these lines as follows, 173, 174, 171, 172.

[4041] _insinewed to_] Ff. _ensinewed to_ Q. _insinew'd to_ Capell. _insinewed into_ Hanmer.

[4042] _execution_] _executions_ Rowe.

[4043] _purposes confined_] _purposes confinde_ Q. _purposes confin'd_ Ff. _properties confirm'd_ Hanmer. _properties confin'd_ Warburton. _purposes consign'd_ Steevens (Johnson conj.). _purposes, confirm'd_ Capell. _purposes; confin'd_ Milford conj.

[4044] _awful_] _lawful_ Warburton.

[4045] _to_] _up to_ Capell.

[4046] _meet; And either_] Theobald (Thirlby conj.). _meete, At either_ Q. _meete At either_ Ff.

[4047] _God_] Q. _Heaven_ Ff.

[4048] SCENE III. Pope.

[4049] _conditions_] Q F₁ F₂. _condition_ F₃ F₄.

[4050] _not that: if_] Pope. _not that, if_ F₂ F₃ F₄. _not, that if_ Q F₁.

[4051] _consist_] _insist_ Rowe.

[4052] _Yea,_] Q. _I,_ Ff.

[4053] _royal_] _loyal_ Hanmer.

[4054] _weary Of dainty_] _weary of Such dainty_ Keightley conj.

[4055] _Of ... grievances_] _Of picking out such dainty grievances_ Johnson conj.

[4056] _so_] _too_ Grant White conj.

[4057] _him on_] _her man_ Collier (Collier MS.).

[4058] _Be ... Westmoreland_] As one line in Q.

[4059] Re-enter ...] Enter ... Q Ff.

[4060] _Your grace_] _My lord_ Capell.

_God's_] Q. _heavens_ Ff.

_set_] Q. om. Ff.

[4061] [Exeunt.] Capell. om. Q Ff.

[4062] SCENE II.] Capell. SCENE IV. Pope. om. Ff.

Another part of the forest.] Steevens. The same. Another Part of it. An open Tent set up; Servants attending. Trumpets. Capell.

Enter....] Capell. Enter Prince Iohn and his armie. Q (after _armies_, IV. 1. 226). Enter Prince John. Ff.

[4063] _You are_] _You're_ Pope.

[4064] _gentle_] _my gentle_ Pope.

[4065] _man_] _man talking_ Q.

[4066] _God_] Q. _Heaven_ Ff.

[4067] _imagined_] _imagin'd_ Rowe (ed. 2). _imagine_ Q Ff. _image and_ Rann (Malone conj.).

_God himself_] Q. _Heaven it selfe_ Ff.

[4068] _Employ_] _Imply_ Q.

[4069] _dishonourable? You_] Ff. _dishonorable you_] Q.

_You have_] _you’ve_ Pope.

_ta'en_] _tane_ Q. _taken_ Ff.

[4070] _zeal_] F₃ F₄. _zeale_ Q F₁ F₂. _seal_ Singer (Capell conj.). See note (XII).

_God_] Q. _Heaven_ Ff.

[4071] _his_] Q. _Heavens_ Ff.

[4072] _sense_] _fence_ Warburton conj.

[4073] _hath_] _have_ Capell.

[4074] _Hydra son_] _Hidra, sonne_ Q. _Hydra sonne_ F₁ F₂. _Hydra-Son_ F₃ F₄.

[4075] _desires_] _desire_ F₄.

[4076] _success of_] _successive_ Collier conj.

[4077] _this_] Ff. _his_ Q.

[4078] _Whiles_] _While_ Pope.

[4079] _You ... shallow_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff, the first ending _Hastings_.

[4080] _soul_] _soule_ Q. _life_ Ff.

[4081] _redresses._ Lan. _I give_] _redresses._ John. _I give_] Ff. _redresses, I give_ Q.

[4082] [Wine brought. Collier (Collier MS.).

[4083] [drinks, and gives the Cup to the Archbishop. Capell.

[4084] Hast.] Ff. Prince. Q.

[to an Officer. Capell.

[4085] _I know ... captain_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff.

[Exit Officer.] Capell. Exit. Ff. om. Q. Exit Colevile. Rowe.

[4086] [drinks, and gives to West. Capell.

[4087] _I pledge ... peace_] As in Q. As three lines in Ff, ending _grace ... bestow’d ... peace_.

[4088] _to ye_] _to you_ Capell.

[4089] _Serves ... thus_] _Seems ... this_ S. Walker conj.

[4090] [Shouts within.] Capell. Shout. Q. om. Ff.

[4091] _how_] om. Pope.

[4092] [Exit W.] Rowe. Exit. Ff (after line 94). om. Q.

[4093] _our_] _your_ Capell.

[4094] [Exit. H.] Exit. Ff. om. Q.

[4095] _we shall_] _we'll_ S. Walker conj.

Re-enter W.] Enter W. QFf.

[4096] SCENE X. Pope (ed. 1). SCENE V. Pope (ed. 2).

[4097] Re-enter H.] Enter H. QFf.

[4098] _My lord ... already_] Q. _Our army is dispers'd_ Ff.

[4099] _take their courses_]Q. _tooke their course_ Ff.

[4100] _toward_]Q. _towards_ Ff.

[4101] _thee_] _you_ Rowe.

[4102] _these same_]om. Steevens conj.

[4103] _and ... yours_]Ff. Omitted in Q.

[4104] _God ... hath_] Q. _Heaven ... have_ Ff. _Heav'n ... hath_ Theobald.

[4105] _these traitors_] Ff. _this traitour_ Q.

[4106] SCENE III.] Capell. SCENE VI. Pope. om. Ff.

Another ...] The same. Another part. Capell.

Alarum ...] Alarum. Enter Falstaffe excursions. Q. Enter Falstaffe and Colleville. Ff.

... meeting] Capell.

[4107] _I pray_] Ff. om. Q.

[4108] _I ... dale._] As prose in Q. As two lines, the first ending _sir_, in Ff.

[4109] _place_] _dale_ Collier (Collier MS.).

[4110] _a place_] _a dale_ Rann (Tyrwhitt conj.).

_be still_] _still be_ Rowe.

[4111] Enter ...] Enter Iohn Westmerland, and the rest. Q. Enter Prince Iohn, and Westmerland. Ff.

[4112] _further_]Q. _farther_ Ff.

[4113] _then_] _thou_ F₂.

[4114] _have_] om. Rowe.

_with_] _within_ Anon. conj.

[4115] _inch_] QF₂ F₃ F₄. _ynch_ F₁. _edge_ Anon. conj.

[4116] _Rome, 'I came ...'_]Ff. _Rome, there cosin, I came ..._ Q. _Rome, there, Cæsar, I came ..._ Johnson. _Rome, your cousin--I came ..._ Capell conj. _Rome, my cousin, I came ..._ Collier conj. _Rome, I ... overcame._ Lan. _Then, cousin, it ..._ Anon. conj.

[4117] _by the Lord,_] Q. _I sweare,_ Ff.

[4118] _else_]Q. om. Ff.

_on't_] Q. _of it_ Ff.

[4119] _won_] _bought_ Capell conj.

[4120] _gratis_] Q. om. Ff. _gratis; and_ om. Anon. conj. (reading 65-68 as verse).

[4121] Re-enter ...] Enter ... Q Ff.

[4122] SCENE VII. Pope.

_Now_] Q. om. Ff.

[4123] _Colevile_] _Coleville then_ Pope. _Coleville here_ Capell.

[4124] [Exeunt ...] Exit with Collevile. Ff. om. Q.

[4125] _My lord, ... report._]As verse first by Dyce (Collier conj.). As prose in Q Ff.

[4126] _I beseech_] _'beseech_ S. Walker conj.

[4127] _Stand ... report_] _'pray, stand in your good report, my lord_ Pope.

_pray_] _'pray_ Ff. om. Q.

[4128] _Fare ... deserve._] As verse in Ff. As prose in Q.

[4129] [Exeunt ...] Capell. Exit. Ff. om. Q.

[4130] _but_] Ff. om. Q.

[4131] _nor_] om. Pope.

[4132] _none_] Q. _any_ Ff.

[4133] _drink ... fish-meals_] _drink and ... fishmeals doth ... blood_ Anon. conj.

[4134] _and dull_] _dull_ Pope.

[4135] _crudy_] _cruddie_ F₁.

[4136] _the tongue_] _in the tongue_ Hanmer.

[4137] _becomes_] _become_ Hanmer.

[4138] _extreme_] F₃ F₄. _extremes_ Q F₁ F₂.

_illumineth_] Q. _illuminateth_ Ff.

[4139] _this retinue_] Q. _his retinue_ Ff.

[4140] _hoard_] F₃ F₄. _whoord_ Q. _hoord_ F₁ F₂.

_commences_] _commerces_ Heath conj. _conjures_ Jervis conj.

[4141] _humane_] Q. om. Ff. _human_ Johnson.

[4142] Enter B.] Ff. Enter B. (after next line) Q.

[4143] [Exeunt.] Ff. om. Q.

[4144] SCENE IV.] Capell. Scæena Secunda. Ff. SCENE VIII. Pope.

Westminster ...] The Palace at Westminster. Theobald. See note (XIII).

Enter ...] Enter the King, Warwike, Kent, Thomas duke of Clarence, Humphrey of Gloucester. Q. Enter King, Warwicke, Clarence, Gloucester. Ff.

... and others] Capell.

[4145] _God_] Q. _heaven_ Ff.

[4146] _bleedeth_] _breedeth_ Anon. conj.

[4147] _Humphrey ... brother?_]As prose in QFf. First as verse by Pope.

[4148] _melting_] Ff. _meeting_ Q.

[4149] _humorous_] _tumourous_ Jackson conj.

[4150] _congealed_] _congested_ Singer conj. (withdrawn).

[4151] _line_] Ff. _time_ Q.

[4152] _strong_] _stong_ F₂.

[4153] Clar.] Tho. Q.

[4154] _canst ... that?_] Omitted in Q.

[4155] _further_] Q. _farther_ Ff.

[4156] _others_] Ff. _other_ Q.

[4157] _seldom when_] _seldome when_ Q. _seldome, when_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _seldom, when_ F₄. _seldom-when_ Singer.

[4158] Enter W.] Ff. Enter W. (after the end of the line) Q.

[4159] SCENE IX. Pope.

[4160] _that that_] _that, which_ Pope.

[4161] _Bishop Scroop_] Theobald. _Bishop, Scroope_ QFf.

[4162] _his_] _this_ Johnson conj.

[4163] Enter H.] Ff. Enter Harcor. Q (after _news_).

[4164] _heaven_] Ff. _heavens_ Q.

[4165] _sheriff_] F₃ F₄. _shrieve_ Q. _sherife_ F₁ F₂.

[4166] [kneels, and delivers it. Capell.

[4167] _And ... sick?_] As one line in Q. As two, the first ending _news_, in Ff.

[4168] _write_] Ff. _wet_ Q.

_letters_] Ff. _termes_ Q.

[4169] _are_] om. Pope.

[4170] [Sinks and falls into a Fit. Capell.

[4171] _Glo._] Ff. Hum. Q (and throughout the Scene).

[4172] _Stand ... well._] As one line in Q. As two, the first ending _air_, in Ff.

[4173] _hold out these_] Q. _hold out: these_ Ff.

[4174] _and will break out_] Ff. Omitted in Q.

[4175] _fear me_] _fear it_ Hanmer.

[4176] _Unfathered_] _Unfeatur'd_ Becket conj.

_births_] _birds_ Johnson.

[4177] _months_] F₄. _moneths_ Q F₁ F₂. _monthes_ F₃.

[4178] _great-grandsire_] _grand-sire_ F₃ F₄.

[4179] _apoplexy_] F₂ F₃ F₄. _apoplexi_ Q. _apoplexie_ F₁. _apoplex_ Pope.

[4180] _softly, pray_] _softly 'pray_ Ff. Omitted in Q.

[4181] SCENE V.] Edd. See note (XIV). SCENE X.] Pope.

The King lying on a bed: Clarence, Gloucester, Warwick, and others in attendance.] Edd. Attendants, and Lords, take the King up; convey him into an inner Room, and lay him upon a Bed. Capell. om. Q Ff.

[4182] _dull and_] _slow and_ Pope. _doleing_ Warburton. _dulcet_ Becket conj.

[4183] Enter ...] Ff. Enter Harry. Q.

SCENE X.] Pope.

[4184] _How now!... king?_] As in Q. As prose in Ff.

[4185] _Heard ... him._]As in Ff. As one line in Q.

[4186] _Tell it ... upon the_] _Tell't ... in_ Steevens conj.

[4187] _He_] _He is told, and_ Capell (ending the line at _much_).

_alter'd_] _altred_ Q (Capell's copy). _utter'd_ Q (apud Collier). _vttred_ Q (apud Halliwell).

[4188] _If he ... physic._] As prose in Q. As two lines, the first ending _joy_, in Ff.

[4189] _he'll_] _he will_ Capell, reading _With joy ... physic_ as one line.

[4190] _Not ... low_] As in Pope. As prose in Q. As two lines in Ff.

[4191] Exeunt ...] Rowe. om. QFf.

[4192] _To many_] _Too many_ Becket conj.

_sleep with it_] _he sleeps with 't_ Hanmer.

[4193] _and_] _nor_ Anon. conj.

[4194] _whose_] _who his_ Keightley conj.

[4195] _scalds_] Theobald. _scaldst_ Q. _scald'st_ Ff.

[4196] _downy_] F₄. _dowlny_ Q. _dowlney_ F₁ F₂ F₃.

[4197] _down_] F₄. _dowlne_ Q F₁ F₂. _dowln_ F₃.

[4198] _move. My_] Ff. _move my_ Q.

[calling loud, and stirring him. Capell.

[4199] _rigol_] F₄. _rigoll_ Q F₁ F₂ F₃. _regale_ Warburton conj. _ringol_ Grant White (Malone conj.).

[4200] _due_] _deaw_ Q.

[4201] [kneels, and kisses him. Capell.

[4202] _here_] Ff. _where_ Q.

[4203] _Which ... to me_] As in Q. As five lines in Ff, ending _guard ... ... arm ... from me ... leave ... to me_.

[4204] _God_] Q. _Heaven_ Ff.

[4205] SCENE XI. Pope.

[waking. Capell.

Re-enter ...] Re-enter Warwick, and the rest, hastily. Capell. Enter Warwicke, Gloucester, Clarence. QFf (before line 48).

[4206] _How ... grace_] Omitted in Q.

[4207] _We left ... not here_] As prose in Q.

[4208] _He is not here_] Q. Omitted in Ff.

[4209] _This_] _The_ Rowe.

[4210] _The prince ... are!_] Arranged as by Capell. As five lines in Q, ending _out ... death?... hither ... disease ... are._ As seven lines in Ff, ending _hence ... out ... suppose ... Warwick ... conioynes ... me ... are._ See note (XIV).

[4211] _object!_] _object! Yet, for this_, Capell conj.

[4212] _Have ... industry_]Arranged as by Pope. As two lines in QFf, the first ending _thoughts_.

[4213] _sleep ... thoughts_] _sleepe ... thoughts_ Q. _sleepes ... thoughts_ Ff. _sleeps ... thought_ Rowe.

_thoughts_] _thoughts, and wearied out_ Anon. conj.

[4214] _piled_] _pilld_ Q.

[4215] _bee_] _bees_ Keightley conj.

_culling_] Ff. _toling_ Q. _toyling_ Dering MS.

[4216] _The virtuous sweets_] Ff. Omitted in Q.

[4217] _The virtuous ... honey_] _Their virtuous sweets, all through the day, our thighs Packed with wax, our mouths with honey fill’d_ Keightley conj.

[4218] _The ... father_] Arranged as by Capell. As five lines in Ff, ending _wax ... hive ... paines ... engrossements ... father_.

[4219] _Our thighs pack'd_] _Our thighes packt_ Ff. _Our thigh, packt_ Q. _Our thighs are packt_ Pope. _Our thighs all pack'd_ Hanmer. _Packing our thighs_ Capell.

_Our ... honey_] _Our thighs with wax, our mouths with honey pack'd_ Dyce conj.

[4220] _and_] _we_ Capell.

[4221] _Yield_] Rowe. _Yeelds_ Q. _Yields_ Ff.

_ending_] _dying_ Pope.

Re-enter W.] Enter W. Ff. Enter W. Q (after line 82).

[4222] _hath_] Ff. _hands_ Q.

[4223] Re-enter Prince Henry.] Enter Prince Henry. Ff. Enter Harry. Q (after line 88).

[4224] Exeunt ...] Capell. exeunt. Q. Exit. Ff.

[4225] _mine_] Q. _my_ Ff.

[4226] _my_] Q. _mine_ Ff.

[4227] _hidest_] _hidst_ Q. _hid’st_ Ff.

[4228] _which_] Ff. _whom_ Q.

[4229] _life_] _frail life_ Pope.

[4230] _thine_] Q. _thy_ Ff.

[4231] _Harry_] Q. _Henry_ Ff.

[4232] _ruffian_] _ruffin_ Q.

_dance_] _and dance_ F₃ F₄. _dice_ Anon conj.

[4233] _kind of ways_] _kinds of way_ Capell conj.

[4234] _England ... guilt_] Omitted by Pope.

_gild_] Q. _gill'd_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _guil'd_ F₄.

_guilt_] Ff. _gilt_ Q.

[4235] _curb'd_] _cur'b_ F₂.

[4236] _on_] Q. in Ff.

[4237] _O ... tears_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff.

[Kneeling. Rowe.

[4238] _moist_] Q. _most_ ff.

[4239] [kneeling and presenting it. Capell.

[4240] _inward true and_] Q. _true and inward_ Ff.

[4241] _Teacheth, this_] Capell. _Teacheth this_ Q Ff.

[4242] _bending. God ... me,_] _bending, God ... me._ Q. _bending. Heaven ... me_, Ff.

[4243] _this_] Q. _the_ Ff.

[4244] _worst of_] Ff. _worse then_ Q.

[4245] _fine in carat, is more_] _fine in charract, is more_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _fine in carract, is more_ F₄. _fine, in karrat more_ Q.

[4246] _Hast ... liege_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff.

_thy bearer_] Q. _the bearer_ Ff. _thy wearer_ Anon. conj.

_Thus my most_] Q. _Thus my_ Ff. _Thus_ Pope.

[4247] _might_] _weight_ Collier MS.

[4248] _God_] Q. _heaven_ Ff.

[4249] _O my son_] Ff. Omitted in Q.

[4250] _put it_] Ff. _put_ Q.

[4251] _win_] Q. _ioyne_ F₁. _joyne_ F₂. _joyn_ F₃ F₄.

[4252] _crook'd ways_] _crookt waies_ Q. _crook'd-wayes_ Ff (_ways_ F₄).

[4253] _to_] Q F₁. _to a_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[4254] _Wounding ... fears_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff.

_these bold fears_] _their bold feats_ Warburton. _these bold feers_ Staunton conj.

[4255] _mode_] F₃ F₄. _mood_ Q. _moode_ F₁ F₂.

_purchased_] _purchase_ Collier MS.

[4256] _more_] _much_ Pope.

[4257] _So_] _For_ Warburton. _And_ Capell.

[4258] _my friends_] Rann (Tyrwhitt conj.). _thy friends_ QFf. _thy foes_ S. Walker conj. _the foes_ Keightley conj.

[4259] _ta'en_] _tane_ Q. _tak'n_ F₁. _taken_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[4260] _I cut them off; and_] _And cut them off, I_ Anon. conj.

_them_] _some_ Collier (Mason conj.).

[4261] _out_] _our_ Warburton.

[4262] _Too ... Harry_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff.

_unto_] _into_ Pope.

[4263] _quarrels_] _wars_ Pope.

[4264] _the former_] _former_ Pope.

[4265] _How ... live!_] om. Ingleby conj.

[4266] _My gracious liege_] Ff. Omitted in Q.

[4267] Enter ...] enter Lancaster. Q. Knter Lord John of Lancaster, and Warwicke. Ff. Enter Prince John of Lancaster, Warwick, Lords, and others. Capell.

[4268] _Look ... Lancaster_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff.

[4269] _Health ... father_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff.

[4270] _and peace_] QF₁. om. F₂ F₃ F₄.

[4271] Enter ...] Edd. om. QFf.

[4272] _Laud ... end_] As in Q. As two lines in Ff.

[4273] Exeunt.] Ff. om. Q.