course.

Nym. You'll pay me the eight shillings I won of Nor leave not one behind, that doth not wish you at betting ?

Success and conquest to attend on us. Pist. Base is the slave that pays.

Cam. Never was monarch better fear'd, and lord, Nym. That now I will have ; that's the humour Than is your majesty; there's not, I think, a subject, of it.

That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness
Pist. As manhood shall compound; Push home. Under the sweet shade of your government.

Bard. By this sword, he that makes the first thrust Grey. Even those, that were your father's enemies, I'll kill him; by this sword, I will.

Have steep'd their galls in honey; and do serve you Pist. Sword is an oath, and oaths must have their With hearts create of duty and of zeal. [fulness;

K. Hen. We therefore have great cause of thank. Bard. Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friends, be and shall forget the office of our hand, friends: an thou wilt not, why then be enemies with Sooner than quittance of desert and merit, me too. Prythee, put up.

According to the weight and worthiness. Nym. I shall have my eight shillings, I won of Scroop. So service shall with steeled sinews toil; you at betting?

And labour shall refresh itself with hope,
Pist. A noble shalt thou have, and present pay; To do your grace incessant services.
And liquor likewise will I give to thee,

K. Hen. We judge no less.—Uncle of Exeter,
And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood : Enlarge the man committed yesterday,
I'll live by Nym, and Nyin shall live by me;- That rail'd against our person : we consider,
Is not this just ?-for I shall sutler be

It was excess of wine that set him on; Unto the camp, and profits will accrue.

And, on his more advice, we pardon him. Give me thy hand.

Scroop. That's mercy, but too much security : Nym. I shall have my noble ?

Let him be punish’d, sovereign; lest example Pist. In cash most justly paid.

Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind.
Nym. Well then, that's the humour of it.

K. Ken. O, let us yet be merciful.
Re-enter Mrs. QUICKLY.

Cam. So may your highness, and yet punish too.

Grey. Sir, you show great mercy, if you give him Quick. As ever you came of women, cume in

life, quickly to sir John: Ah, poor heart! he is so shaked After the taste of much correction. of a burning quotidian tertian, that it is most la

K. Hen. Alas, your too much love and care of me mentable to behold. Sweet men, come to him.

Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch. Nym. The king hath run bad humours on the If little faults, proceeding on distemper, knight, that's the even of it.

Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye, Pist. Nym, thou hast spoke the right;

When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and diHis heart is fracted, and corroborate.

gested, Nym. The king is a good king: but it must be as Appear before us ?-We'll yet enlarge that man, it may; he passes some humours, and careers.

Though Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey,—in their Pist. Let us condole the knight; for, lambkins, we will live,

[Ereunt. And tender preservation of our person, SCENE II.--Southampton. A Council Chamber.

Would have him punish’d. And now to our French Enter Exeter, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND. Wh, are the late commissioners ? Bed. 'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust these

Cum. I, one, my lord; traitors.

Your highness bade me ask for it to-day. Ere. They shall be apprehended by and by.

Scroop. So did you me, nıy liege. West. How smooth and even they do bear them- Grey. And me, my royal sovereign. [is yours:selves!

K. Hen. Then, Richard, earl of Cambridge, there As if allegiance in their bosoms sat,

There yours, lord Scroop of Mashum-aud, sir Crowned with faith, and constant loyalty.

knight, Bed. The king hath note of all that they intend, Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours :By interception which they dream not of.

Read them; and know, I know your worthiness.Ere. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, My lord of Westmoreland, -and uncle Excter,Whom he hath cloy'd and grac'd with princely' fa- We will aboard to-night.-Why, how now, gentle

men ? vours, That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell

What see you in those papers, that you lose His sovereign's life to death and treachery! So much complexion ?-look ye, how they change! Trumpet sounds. Enter King Henry, SCROOP, That hath so cowarded and chas'd your blood

Their cheeks are paper.- Why, what read you there, CAMBRIDGE, GREY, Lords, and Attendants. Out of appearance ? K.Hen. Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard. Cam.

I do confess my fault; My lord of Cambridge,-and my kind lord of Ma. And do submit me to your highness' mercy. sham,

(thoughts: Grey. Scroop. To which we all appeal. And you, my gentle knight, give me your K. Hen. The mercy, that was quick in us but late, Think you not, that the powers we bear with us, By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd: Will cut their passage through the force of France ; You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy; Doing the execution, and the act,

For your own reasous turn into your bosoms,
For which we have in head assembled them ? As dogs upon their masters, worrying them.-
Scroop. No doubt, my liege, if each man do his See you, my princes, and

my
noble

peers, (here. best.

| suaded, These English monsters! My lord of Cambriilge K. Hen. I doubt not that: since we are well per. You know, how apt our love was, to accord We carry not a heart with us from hence,

To furnish him with all appertinents That grows not in a fair consent with ours;

Belonging to his houour; and this man

dear care,

causes;

Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspir'd, Grey. Never did faithful subject more rejoice And sworn unto the practices of France,

At the discovery of most dangerous treason, To kill us here in Hampton : to the which, Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself, This knight, no less for bounty bound to us Prevented from a damped enterprize : Than Cambridge is,-hath likewise sworn.-But 0! My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign. What shall I say to thee, lord Scroop? thou cruel, K. Hen. God quit you in his mercy! Hear your Ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature !

sentence. Thou, that did'st bear the key of all my counsels, You have conspir'd against our royal person, That knew'st the very bottom of my soul,

Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd, and from his coffers That almost might'st have coin'd me into gold, Receiv'd the golden earnest of our death ; Would'st thou have practis'd on me for thy use? Wherein you would have sold your king to slaughter, May it be possible, that foreign hire

His princes and his peers to servitude, Coull out of thee extract one spark of evil, His subjects to oppression and contempt, That night annoy my finger ? 'tis so strange, And his whole kingdom unto desolation. That, though the truth of it stands off as gross Touching our person, seek we no revenge ; As black from white, my eye will scarcely see it. But we our kingdom's safety must so tender, Treason and murder, ever kept together,

Whose ruin you three sought, that to her laws As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose, We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence, Working so grossly in a natural cause,

Poor miserable wretches, to your death : That admiration did not whoop at them :

The taste whereof, God, of his mercy, give you But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in Patience to endure, and true repentance Wonder, to wait on treason and on murder : Of all your dear offences !-Bear them hence. And whatsoever cunning fiend it was,

Exeunt Conspirators, guarded That wrought upon thee so preposterously, Now, Lords, for France; the enterprize whereof H'ath got the voice in hell for excellence;

Shall be to you, as us, like glorious. And other devils, that suggest by treasons,

We doubt not of a fair and lut ky war: Do bo ch and bungle up damnation

Since God so graciously hath brought to light
With patches, colours, and with forms being fetch'd This dangerous treasou, lurking in our way,
From glistering semblances of piety;

To hinder our beginnings, we doubt not now,
But he that temper'd thee bade thee stand up, But every rub is smoothed on our way:
Gave thee no instance why thou should'st do treason, Then forth, dear countrymen ; let us deliver
Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor. Our puissance into the hand of God,
If that same dæmon, that hath gulld thee thus, Putting it straight in expedition.
Should with his lion gait walk the whole world, Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance :
He might return to vasty Tartar back,

No king of England, if not king of France.
And tell the legions-I can never win

[Ereunt. A soul so easy as that Englishman's.

SCENE III.-London. Mrs. Quickly's House in O, how hast thou with jealousy infected The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful ?

Eastcheap. Why, so didst thou: Seem they grave and learned ? Enter Pistol, Mrs. Quickly, Nym, Bardolph, and Why, so didst thou: Come they of noble family ?

Boy. Why, so didst thou: Secm they religious ?

Quick. Pr’ythee, honey-sweet husband, let me Why, so didst thou : Or are they spare in diet; bring thee to Staines. Free from gross passion, or of mirth, or anger; Pist. No; for iny manly heart doth yearn. Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood; Bardolph, be blithe ;-Nym, rouse thy vaunting Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement;

veins; Not working with the eye, without the ear, Boy, bristle thy courage up; for Falstaff he is dead, And, but in purged judgment, trusting neither - And we must yearn therefore. Such, and so finely bolted, didst thou seem:

Bard. 'Would, I were with him, wheresome'er he And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot,

is, either in heaven, or in hell ! To mark the full-fraught man, and best indued, Quick. Nay, sure, he's not in hell; he's in ArWith some suspicion. I will weep for thee; thur's bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like

'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been Another fall of man.-Their faul s are open, any christom child; 'a parted even just between Arrest them to the answer of the aw;

twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide: for after And God acquit them of their practices!

I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with Ere. I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew Richard earl of Cambridge.

there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, sie Henry lord Scroop of Masham.

John ? quoth I: what, man! be good cheer. Sc. I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of, 'a cried out—God, God, God! three or four times Thomas Grey, knight of Northumberland.

now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think Scroop. Our purposes God justly hath discover'd; of God; I hoped, there was no need to trouble bimAnd I repent my fault, more than my death; self with any such thoughts yet : So, 'a bade me lay Which I beseech your highness to forgive, inore clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the Although my body pay the price of it.

bed, and felt them, and they were as cold as any Cam. For me,--the gold of France did not seduce; stone; then I felt to his knces, and so upward, and Although I did admit it as a motive,

upward, and all was as cold as any stone. The sooner to effect what I intended :

Nym. They say, he cried out of sack. Boss God be thanked for prevention ;

Quick. Ay, that 'a did. Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice,

Bard. And of WOILED Besecvhing God, .ad you, to pardon me.

Quick. Nay, that 'a did not.

Boy. Yes, that 'a did; and said, they were devils | You are too much mistaken in this king : incarnate.

Question your grace the late ambassadors, Quick. 'A could never abide carnation ; 'twas a With what great state he heard their embassy, colour he never liked.

How well supplied with noble counsellors, Boy. 'A said once, the devil would have him about How modest in exception, and withal women.

How terrible in constant resolution, Quick. 'A did in some sort, indeed, handle wo- And you shall find, his vanities fore-spent men : but then he was rheumatick; and talked of Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus, the whore of Babylon.

Covering discretion with a coat of folly; Boy. Do you not remember, 'a raw a dea stick As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots upon Bardolph's nose; and 'a said, it was a black That shall first spring, and be most delicate. soul burning in hell-fire ?

Dau. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable : Bard. Well, the fuel is gone, that maintained But though we think it so, it is no matter : that fire : that's all the riches I got in his service. In cases of defence, 'tis best to weigh

Nym. Shall we shog off? the king will be gone The enemy more mighty than he seems : from Southampton.

So the proportions of defence are fillid,
Pist. Come, let's away.--My love, give me thy lips. Which, of a weak ani niggardly projection,
Look to my chattels, and my moveables :

Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat, with scanting
Let senses rule; the word is, Pitch and pay; A little cloth.
Trust none;

Fr. King. Think we king Harry strong ; For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes, 'And, princes, look you strongly arm to meet him And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck;

The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us; Therefore, caveto be thy counsellor.

And he is bred out of that bloody strain, Go, clear thy crystals.--Yoke-fellows in arms, That haunted us in our familiar paths : Let us to France ! like horse-leeches, my boys; Witness our too much memorable shame, To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck!

When Cressy battle fatally was struck, Boy. And that is but unwholesome food, they say. 'And all our princes captiv’d, by the hand Pist. Touch her soft mouth, and march.

Of that black name, Edward black prince of Wales; Bard. Farewell, hostess.

[Kissing her. Whiles that his mountain sire,-on mountain standNym. I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; but

ing, adieu.

Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun, Pist. Let housewifery appear; keep close, I thee Saw his heroical seed, and smil'd to see him command.

Mangle the work of nature, and deface Quick. Farewell; adieu.

(Ereunt. The patterns that by God and by French fathers SCENE IV.-France. A Room in the French or that victorious stock; and let us fear

Had twenty years been made. This is a stem King's Palace.

The native mightiness and fate of him.
Enter the French King atlended; the Dauphin, the

Enter a Messenger.
DUKE OF BURGUNDY, the CONSTABLE, and others.
Fr. King. Thus cume the English with full power Do crave admittance to your majesty.

Mess. Ambassadors from Henry King of England upon us ; And more than carefully it us concerns,

Fr. King. We'll give them present audience.To answer royally in our defences.

Go, and bring them. Therefore the dukes of Berry, and of Bretagne,

(Ereunt Mess, and certain Lords. Of Brabant, and of Orleans, shall make forth,

You see, this chase is hotly follow'd, friends. And you, prince Dauphin,—with all sweet despatch,

Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit: for coward dogs

(threaten To line and new repair our towns of war,

Most spend their mouths, when what they seem to With men of courage, and with means defendant :

Runs far before them. Good my sovereign,
For England his approaches makes as fierce
As waters to the sucking of a gulf.

Take up the English short; and let them know It fits us then, to be as provident

Of what a monarchy you are the head : As fear may teach us, out of late examples

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin Left by the fatal and neglected English

As self-neglecting Upon our fields.

Re-enter Lords, with EXETER and Train. Dau. My most redoubted father,

Fr. King.

From our brother England ? It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe:

Exe. From him; and thus he greets your majesty, For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom, He wills you, in the name of God Almighty, (Though war, nor no known quarrel, were in ques. That you divest yourself and lay apart tion)

The borrow'd glories, that, by gift of heaven,
But that defences, musters, preparations,

By law of nature and of nations, 'long
Should be maintain'd, assembled, and collected, To him, and to his heirs; namely, the crown,
As were a war in expectation.

And all wide stretched honours that pertain,
Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all go forth,

By custom and the ordinance of times, To view the sick and feeble parts of France;' Unto the crown of France. That you may know, And let us do it with no show of fear;

'Tis no sinister, nor no aukward claim, No, with no more, than if we heard that England Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days, Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance:

Nor from the dust of old oblivion rak'd, For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd,

He sends you this most memorable line, Her sceptre so fantastically borne

(Gives a paper. By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth, In every branch truly demonstrative; That fear attends her not.

Willing you, overlook this pedigree: Con.

O peace, prince Dauphin! And, when you find him evenly deriv'd

Crown

back;

From his most fam'd of famous ancestors,

Play with your fancies ; and in them behold, Edward the Third, he bids you then resign Upon the hempen tackle, ship-boys climbing : Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held

Hear the shrill whistle, which doth order give From him the native and true challenger.

To sounds confus'd: behold the threaden sails, Pr. King. Or else what follows ?

Borne with the invisible and creeping wind,
Ece. Bloody constraint; for if you hide the Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea,

Breasting the lofty surge: 0, do but think,
Eveo in your hearts, there will be rake for it: You stand upon the rivage, and behold
And therefore in fierce tempest is he coming, A city on the inconstant billows dancing;
In tvun der, and in earthquake, like a Jove; For so appears this fleet majestical,
(That, if requiring fail, he will compel ;)

Holding due course to Hartieur. Follow, follow ! And bids you, in the bowels of the Lord,

Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy; Deliver up the crown; and to take mercy

And leave your England, as dead midnigut still, On the poor souls, for whom this hungry war Guarded with grandsires, babies, and old women, Opens his vasty jaws : and on your head

Either past, or not arrived to, pith and puissance : Turns he the widows' tears, the orphans' cries, For who is he, whose chin is but enrich'd The dead men's blood, the pining maidens' groans With one appearing hair, that will not follow For hu sbands, fathers, and betrothed lovers, These cull’d and choice-drawn cavaliers to France ? That shall be swallowed in this controversy. Work, work, your thoughts, and therein see a siege : This is his claim, his threatning, and my message; Behold the ordnance on their carriages, Unless the Dauphin be in presence here,

With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harflcur. To whom expressly I bring greeting too.

Suppose, the ambassador from the French comes Fr. King. For us, we will consider of this further: To-morrow shall you bear our full intent

Tells Harry—that the king doth offer him Back to our brother England.

Katharine his daughter; and with her, to dowry, Dau.

For the Dauphin, Some petty and unprofitable dukedoms.
I sta nd here for him; What to him from England ? The offer likes not: and the nimble gunner

Ere. Scorn, and defiance; slight regard, contempt, With linstock now the devilish cannon touches, And any thing that may not misbecome

Alarum ; and chambers go off The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.

And down goes all before them. Still be kind, Thu s says my king: and, if your father's highness And eke out our performance with your mind. Du rot, in grant of all demands at large,

[Erit. Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty, He'll call you to so hot an answer for it,

SCENE I.— The same. Before Harfleur. That caves and womby vaultages of France

Alarums. Enter King Henry, Exeter, BEDFORD, Sh ll cbide your trespass, and return your mock

GLOSTER, and Soldiers, with scaling ladders. In second accent of his ordnance.

K. Hen. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, Dau. Say, if my father render fair reply,

once more ; It is against my will: for I desire

Or close the wall up with our English dead ! Nothing but odds with England; to that end, In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As matching to his youth and vanity,

As modest stillness, and humility :
I did present him with those Paris balls.

But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Ere. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it, Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Were it the mistress court of mighty Europe : Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
And, be assurd you'll find a difference,

Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage :
(As we, his subjects, have in wonder found,) Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Betu een the promise of his greener days

Let it pry through the portage of the head, And these he masters now; now he weighs time, Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it, Even to the utmost grain; which you shall read As fearfully, as doth a galled rock In your own losses, if be stay in France.

O’erhang and jutty his confounded base, Fr. King. To-morrow shall you know our mind at Swilld with the wild and wasteful ocean full.

Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide ; Ese. Despatch us with all speed, lest that our king Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit Cuine here himself to question our delay;

To his full height!-On, on, you noblest Englisb, For te is footed in this land already.

Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof! Fr. King. You shall be soon despatched with fair Fathers, that, like so many Alexanders, conditions :

Have, in these parts, from morn till even foughly A night is but small breath, and little pause, And sheath'd their swords for lack of argumen:. To answer matters of this consequence. [Ereunt. Dishonour not your mothers; now attest,

That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you!
Be copy now to men of grosser blood, (men,

And teach them how to war!--And you, good yeo
ACT IU.

Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear

(not; Enter Chorus.

That you are worth your breeding: which I doub

For there is none of you so mean and base,
Cho. Thus with imagin'd wing our swift scene flies, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
In motion of no less celerity

I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Than that of thought. Suppose that you have seen Straining upon the start. The game's a-fool;
The well appointed king at Harpton pier Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge,
Embark his royalty; and his brave fleet

Cry-God for Harry! England ! and Saint George! With silhen streamers the young Phæbus fanning.

[Freuni. Alarum, and chambers go of