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Pist. Doth Fortune play the huswife with me

now? News have I that my Nell is dead i' the spital, Of malady of France; And there my rendezvous is quite cut off. Old I do wax, and from my weary limbs Honour is cudgelled. Well, bawd will I turn, And something lean to cutpurse of quick hand. To England will I steal, and there I'll steal : And patches will I get unto these scars, And swear I got them in the Gallia wars. (Exit.

Unto our brother France, and to our sister, Health and fair time of day. Joy and good

wishes To our most fair and princely cousin Katharine : And (as a branch and member of this royalty, By whom this great assembly is contrived), We do salute you, Duke of Burgundy: And, princes French, and peers, health to you all!

Fr. King. Rightjoyous are we to behold your face, Most worthy brother England; fairly met: So are you, princes English, every one.

Q. Isa. So happy be the issue, brother England, Of this good day, and of this gracious meeting, As we are now glad to behold your eyes : Your eyes, which hitherto have borne in them, Against the French that met them in their bent, The fatal balls of murdering basilisks. The venom of such looks, we fairly hope, Have lost their quality; and that this day Shall change all griefs and quarrels into lore.

K. Hen. To cry amen to that, thus we appear. Q. Isa. You English princes all, I do salute you.

Bur. My duty to you both, on equal love, Great Kings of France and England. That I

SCENE. II.-Troyes in Champagne. An Apart

ment in the French King's Palace.

Enter at one door, King Henry, BEDFORD, Glos

TER, Exeter, WARWICK, WESTMORLAND, and other Lords : at another, the FRENCH KING, QUEEN Isabel, the Princess KATHARINE, Lords, Ladies, &c.; the Duke of BURGUNDY

have laboured

and his Train. K. Hen. Peace to this meeting; wherefore we

are met!

With all my wits, my pains, and strong endea

vours, To bring your most imperial majesties Unto this bar and royal interview, Your mightiness on both parts best can witness. Since, then, my office hath so far prevailed That, face to face, and royal eye to eye, You have congreeted ; let it not disgrace me If I demand, before this royal view, What rub or what impediment there is Why that the naked, poor, and mangled peace, Dear nurse of arts, plenties, and joyful births, Should not, in this best garden of the world, Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage ? Alas! she hath from France too long been chased; And all her husbandry doth lie on heaps, Corrupting in its own fertility. Her vine, the merry cheerer of the heart, Unprunéd dies : her hedges even-pleached, Like prisoners wildly overgrown with hair, Put forth disordered twigs : her fallow leas The darnel, hemlock, and rank fumitory, Doth root upon; while that the coulter rusts, That should deracinate such savagery : The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, Conceives by idleness; and nothing teems But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs, Losing both beauty and utility. And as our vineyards, fallows, meads, and hedges, Defective in their natures, grow to wildness ; Even so our houses, and ourselves and children, Have lost, or do not learn for want of time, The sciences that should become our country; But grow, like savages (as soldiers will, That nothing do but meditate on blood), To swearing and stern looks, diffused attire, And everything that seems unnatural. Which to reduce into our former favour You are assembled : and my speech entreats That I may know the let why gentle peace Should not expel these inconveniences, And bless us with her former qualities.

K. Hen. If, Duke of Burgundy, you would

O’erglanced the articles : pleaseth your grace
To appoint some of your council presently
To sit with us once more, with better heed
To resurvey them, we will suddenly
Pass our accept and peremptory answer.

K. Hen. Brother, we shall.-Go, uncle Exeter,
And brother Clarence, and you, brother Gloster,
Warwick and Huntington,-go with the King:
And take with you free power to ratify,
Augment, or alter, as your wisdoms best
Shall see advantageable for our dignity,
Anything in or out of our demands;
And we 'll consign thereto.-Will you, fair sister,
Go with the princes, or stay here with us?
Q. Isa. Our gracious brother, I will go with

them ;
Haply a woman's voice may do some good,
When articles too nicely urged be stood on.
K. Hen. Yet leave our cousin Katharine here

with us :
She is our capital demand, comprised
Within the forerank of our articles.
Q. Isa. She hath good leave.

[Exeunt all but Henry, KATHARINE,

and her Gentlewoman. K. Hen. Fair Katharine, and most fair, Will

you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms Such as will enter at a lady's ear, And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart?

Kath. Your majesty shall mock at me: I cannot speak your England.

K. Hen. O fair Katharine, if you will love me soundly with your French heart, I will be glad to hear you confess it brokenly with your English tongue. Do you like

Kath. Pardonnez moy; I cannot tell vat is “like me." K. Hen. An angel is like you, Kate; and

you are like an angel.

Kath. Que dit-il ? que je suis semblable à les

me, Kate ?

anges ?

the peace

Whose want gives growth to the imperfections
Which you have cited, you must buy that peace
With full accord to all our just demands ;
Whose tenours and particular effects
You have, enscheduled briefly, in your hands.
Bur. The King hath heard them: to the which,

as yet,
There is no answer made.

K. Hen. Well, then, the peace Which you before so urged lies in his answer.

Fr. King. I have but with a cursorary eye

Alice. Ouy, vrayment (sauf vostre grace), ainsi dit-il.

K. Hen. I said so, dear Katharine; and I must not blush to affirm it.

Kath. O bon Dieu! les langues des hommes sont pleines des tromperies.

K. Hen. What says she, fair one? that the tongues of men are full of deceits ?

Alice. Ouy; dat de tongues of de mans is be full of deceits : dat is de princess.

K. Hen. The princess is the better Englishwoman. I' faith, Kate, my wooing is fit for thy understanding. I am glad thou canst speak no better English : for if thou couldst, thou wouldst find me such a plain king that thou wouldst think I had sold my farm to buy my crown. I know

to say

no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say Kath. I cannot tell vat is dat. “ I love you :" then, if you urge me further than K. Hen. No, Kate? I will tell thee in French;

“ do you in faith?" I wear out my suit. which I am sure will hang upon my tongue like Give me your answer: i' faith, do; and so clap a new-married wife about her husband's neck, hands and a bargain. How say you, lady? hardly to be shook off. Quand j' ay la possession

Kath. Sauf vostre honneur; me understand de France, et quand vous avez la possession de well.

moi (let me see, what then? Saint Dennis be my K. Hen. Marry, if you would put me to verses speed !)-donc vostre est France, et vous estes or to dance for your sake, Kate, why you undid mienne. It is as easy for me, Kate, to conquer me: for the one I have neither words nor mea- the kingdom as to speak so much more French: sure; and for the other I have no strength in I shall never move thee in French, unless it be measure, yet a reasonable measure in strength. to laugh at me. If I could win a lady at leapfrog, or by vaulting Kath. Sauf vostre honneur; le François que vous into my saddle with my armour on my back parlez est meilleur que l' Anglois lequel je parle. (under the correction of bragging be it spoken), K. Hen. No, 'faith, is 't not, Kate: but thy I should quickly leap into a wife. Or if I might speaking of my tongue, and I thine, most truly buffet for my love, or bound my horse for her falsely, must needs be granted to be much at favours, I could lay on like a butcher, and sit like one. But, Kate, dost thou understand thus much a jackanapes, never off: but, before God, I can- English :-Canst thou love me? not look greenly, nor gasp out my eloquence;

Kath. I cannot tell. nor I have no cunning in protestation ; only K. Hen. Can any of your neighbours tell, downright oaths, which I never use till urged, Kate? I'll ask them. Come, I know thou lovest nor never break for urging. If thou canst love me: and at night when you come into your eloa fellow of this temper, Kate, whose face is not set, you 'll question this gentlewoman about me; worth sun-burning, that never looks in his glass and I know, Kate, you will to her dispraise those for love of anything he sees there, let thine eye parts in me that you love with your heart: but, be thy cook. I speak to thee plain soldier. If good Kate, mock me mercifully; the rather

, thou canst love me for this, take me: if not, to say gentle princess, because I love thee cruelly. If to thee that I shall die, is true ; but, for thy love, ever thou best mine, Kate (as I have a saving by the lord, no: yet I love thee too. And while faith within me tells me thou shalt), I get thee thou livest, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and with scambling, and thou must therefore needs uncoined constancy; for he perforce must do thee prove a good soldier-breeder. Shall not thou and right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other I, between Saint Dennis and Saint George, complaces: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that pound a boy, half French, half English, that shall can rhyme themselves into ladies' favours, they go to Constantinople and take the Turk by the do always reason themselves out again. What! beard? Shall we not? what sayest thou, my fair a speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a bal- flower-de-luce ? lad. A good leg will fall; a straight back will Kath. I do not know dat. stoop; a black beard will turn white; a curled K. Hen. No; 't is hereafter to know, but now pate will grow bald; a fair face will wither; a to promise. Do but now promise, Kate, you will full eye will wax hollow : but a good heart, Kate, endeavour for your French part of such a boy; is the sun and moon; or rather the sun, and not and for my English moiety, take the word of a the moon; for it shines bright, and never changes, king and a bachelor. How answer you, la plus but keeps his course truly. If thou would have belle Katharine du monde ; mon très chère et such a one, take me: and take me, take a soldier; divine déesse ? take a soldier, take a king. And what sayest Kate. Your majesté ’ave fausse French enough thou, then, to my love? speak, my fair, and to deceive de most sage damoiselle dat is es fairly, I pray thee.

France. Kath. Is it possible dat I should love de enemy K. Hen. Now, fie upon my false French! By of France ?

mine honour, in true English, I love thee, Kate. K. Hen. No; it is not possible you should love By which honour I dare not swear thou lovest the enemy of France, Kate : but in loving me me: yet my blood begins to flatter me that thou you should love the friend of France; for I love dost, notwithstanding the poor and untempering France so well that I will not part with a village effect of my visage. Now beshrew my father's of it; I will have it all mine: and, Kate, when ambition! he was thinking of civil wars when he France is mine, and I am yours, then yours is got me; therefore was I created with a stubborn France, and you are mine.

outside, with an aspect of iron, that, when I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But in faith, French council; and they should sooner perKate, the elder I wax the better I shall appear. suade Harry of England than a general petition My comfort is that old age, that ill layer-up of of monarchs.--Here comes your father. beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face: thou

Enter the French King and QUEEN, BURGUNDY, hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou

BEDFORD, GLOSTER, Exeter, WEST MORLAND, shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better. And therefore tell me, most fair Katharine,

and other French and English Lords. will you have me? Put off your maiden blushes; Bur. God save your majesty! My royal avouch the thoughts of your heart with the looks cousin, teach you our princess English? of an empress : take me by the hand, and say, K. Hen. I would have her learn, my fair cousin, " Harry of England, I am thine." Which word how perfectly I love her: and that is good English. thou shalt no sooner bless mine ear withal, but I Bur. Is she not apt? will tell thee aloud, “England is thine, Ireland K. Hen. Our tongue is rough, coz; and my is thine, France is thine, and Henry Plantagenet condition is not smooth : so that, having neither is thine :" who, though I speak it before his face, the voice nor the heart of flattery about me, I if he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt cannot so conjure up the spirit of love in her find the best king of good fellows.-Come, your that he will appear in his true likeness. answer in broken music; for thy voice is music, Bur. Pardon the frankness of my mirth, if I and thy English broken : therefore, queen of all, answer you for that. If you would conjure in Katharine, break thy mind to me in broken Eng- her, you must make a circle: if conjure up love lish: wilt thou have me?

in her in his true likeness, he must appear naked Kath. Dat is as it shall please de roy mon père. and blind: can you blame her, then, being a

K. Hen. Nay, it will please him well, Kate : maid yet rosed over with the virgin crimson of it shall please him, Kate.

modesty, if she deny the appearance of a naked Kath. Den it shall also content me.

blind boy in her naked seeing self? It were, my K. Hen. Upon that I will kiss your hand, and lord, a hard condition for a maid to consign to. I call you my queen.

K. Hen. Yet they do wink and yield; as love Kath. Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez : is blind and enforces. ma foy, je ne veux point que vous abbaissez vostre Bur. They are then excused, my lord, when grandeur en baisant la main d'une vostre indigne they see not what they do. serviteure. Excusez moy, je vous supplie, mon K. Hen. Then, good my lord, teach your très puissant seigneur.

cousin to consent to winking. K. Hen. Then I will kiss your lips, Kate. Bur. I will wink on her to consent, my lord,

Kath. Les dames et damoiselles pour estre if you will teach her to know my meaning: for baisées devant leur nopces, il n'est pas le coûtume maids, well summered and warm kept, are like de France.

flies at Bartholomew-tide, blind, though they K. Hen. Madam my interpreter, what says she? have their eyes; and then they will endure

Alice. Dat it is not be de fashion pour les handling, which before would not abide looking ladies of France, I cannot tell what is “ baiser" en English.

K. Hen. This moral ties me over to time and K. Hen. To kiss.

a hot summer; and so I will catch the fly your Alice. Your majesty entendre bettre que moy. cousin in the latter end, and she must be blind too.

K. Hen. It is not the fashion for the maids Bur. As love is, my lord, before it loves. in France to kiss before they are married, would K. Hen. It is so : and you may, some of you, she say?

thank love for my blindness; who cannot see Alice. Ouy, vrayment.

many a fair French city, for one fair French K. Hen. O Kate, nice customs curt'sy to

maid that stands in my way. great Kings. Dear Kate, you and I cannot be Fr. King. Yes, my lord, you see them perconfined within the weak list of a country's spectively, the cities turned into a maid: for fashion : we are the makers of manners, Kate; they are all girdled with maiden walls, that war and the liberty that follows our places stops the

hath never entered. mouths of all find-faults: as I will do yours, for K. Hen. Shall Kate be my wife? upholding the nice fashion of your country, in Fr. King. So please you. denying me a kiss: therefore, patiently and K. Hen. I am content, so the maiden cities yielding. [Kissing her.]—You have witchcraft in you talk of may wait on her: so the maid that your lips, Kate: there is more eloquence in a stood in the way of my wish shall shew me the sugar touch of them, than in the tongues of the

way to my will.



Fr. King. We have consented to all terms of May cease their hatred; and this dear conjunction

Plant neighbourhood and christian-like accord K. Hen. Is't so, my lords of England ? In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance

West. The King hath granted every article : His bleeding sword 't wixt England and fair France. His daughter first; and then, in sequel, all,

All. Amen! According to their firm proposéd natures.

K. Hen. Now welcome, Kate :—and bear me Exe. Only he hath not yet subscribed this :

witness all, where your majesty demands that the King of That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen. France, having any occasion to write for matter

(Flourish. of grant, shall name your highness in this form Q. Isa. God, the best maker of all marriages, and with this addition, in French: “ Notre très Combine your hearts in one, your realms in one! cher filz Henry, Roy d'Angleterre, heretier de As man and wife, being two, are one in love, France :" and thus in Latin : Præclarissimus So be there 't wixt your kingdoms such a spousal Allius noster Henricus, Rex Angliæ et hæres That never may ill office, or fell jealousy, Francie."

Which troubles oft the bed of blesséd marriage, Fr. King. Nor this I have not, brother, so denied Thrust in between the paction of these kingdoms, But your request shall make me let it pass. To make divorce of their incorporate league: K. Hen. I pray you then, in love and dear That English may as French, French Englishalliance,

men, Let that one article rank with the rest :

Receive each other !-God speak this Amen! And thereupon give me your daughter.

All. Amen! Fr. King. Take her, fair son; and from her K. Hen. Prepare we for our marriage :-on blood raise up

which day, Issue to me: that the contending kingdoms My lord of Burgundy, we'll take your oath, Of France and England, whose very shores look And all the peers, for surety of our leagues. pale

Then shall I swear to Kate, and you to me: With envy of each other's happiness,

And may our oaths well kept and prosperous be!




Thus far, with rough and all unable pen,

Our bending author hath pursued the story: In little room confining mighty men,

Mangling by starts the full course of their glory. Small time; but in that small most greatly lived

This star of England. Fortune made his sword; By which the world's best garden he achieved,

And of it left his son imperial lord.

Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crowned King

of France and England, did this king succeed; Whose state so many had the managing, That they lost France, and made his England

bleed : Which oft our stage has shewn: and for their

sake, In your fair minds let this acceptance take.


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