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K. Hen. Set me the crown upon my pillow Enter WESTMORELAND.

here. West. Health to my sovereign ! and new happiness Cla. His eye is hollow, and he changes much. Added to that that I am to deliver !

War. Less noise, less noise.
Prince John, your son, doth kiss your grace's hand :

Enter Prince HENRY.
Mowbray, the bishop Scroop, Hastings, and all,
Are brought to the correction of your law ;

P. Hen. Who saw the duke of Clarence ? There is not now a rebel's sword unsheathed,

Cla. I am here, brother, full of heaviness. But peace puts forth her olive every where,

P. Hen. How now! rain within doors, and none The manner how this action hath been borne,

abroad! Here at more leisure may your highness read;

How doth the king ? With every course, in his particular.

P. Humph. Exceeding ill. K. Hen. 0 Westmoreland, thou art a summer

P. Hen.

Heard he the good news yet? bird,

Tell it him. Which ever in the haunch of winter sings

P. Humph. He alter'd much upon the hearing it. The lifting up of day. Look ! here's more news. P. Hen. If he be sick

With joy, he will recover without physick.

War. Not so much noise, my lords; - sweet Har. From enemies heaven keep your majesty ;

prince, speak low; And, when they stand against you, may they fall The king your father is dispos'd to sleep. As those that I am come to tell

Cla. Let us withdraw into the other room. The earl Northumberland, and the lord Bardolphi, War. Will't please your grace to go along with With a great power of English, and of Scots, Are by the sheriff of Yorkshire overthrown:

P. Hen. No; I will sit and watch here by the The manner and true order of the fight,

king. [Exeunt all but P. HENRY. This packet, please it you, contains at large.

Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow, K. Hen. And wherefore should these good news Being so troublesome a bedfellow? make me sick?

O polish'd perturbation ! golden care ! Will fortune never come with both hands full, That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide But write her fair words still in foulest letters ? To many a watchful night ! - sleep with it now! She either gives a stomach, and no food,

Yet not so sound, and half so deeply sweet, Such are the poor, in health ; or else a feast, As he, whose brow, with homely biggin bound, And takes away the stomach, — such are the rich, Snores out the watch of night. O majesty! That have abundance, and enjoy it not.

When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit I should rejoice now at this happy news ;

Like a rich armour worn in heat of day, And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy: That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath O me! come near me, now I am much ill. (Swoons. There lies a downy feather, which stirs not : P. Humph. Comfort, your majesty!

Did he suspire, that light and weightless down Cla.

O my royal father! Perforce must move. My gracious lord ! my faHest. My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, look


This sleep is sound indeed ; this is a sleep,
War. Be patient, princes; you do know, these fits That from this golden rigol hath divorc'd
Are with his highness very ordinary.

So many English kings. Thy due, from me,
Stand from him, give him air ; he'll straight be well. Is tears, and heavy sorrows of the blood;
Cla. No, no; he cannot long hold out these which nature, love, and filial tenderness,

Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously :
The incessant care and labour of his mind

My due, from thee, is this imperial crown; Hath wrought the mure, that should confine it in, Which, as immediate from thy place and blood, So thin, that life looks through, and will break out.

Derives itself to me. Lo, here it sits, P. Humph. The people fear me ; for they do

(Putting it on his head. observe

Which heaven shall guard : And put the world's Infather’d heirs, and loathly birds of nature :

whole strength The seasons change their manners, as the year

Into one giant arm, it shall not force
Had found some months asleep, and leap'd then This lineal honour from me : This from thee

Will I to mine leave, as 'tis left to me. (Erit.
Cla. The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb between : K. Hen. Warwick ! Gloster ! Clarence !
And the old folk, time's doting chronicles,
Say, it did so, a little time before

Re-enter WARWICK, and the rest. That our great grandsire, Edward, sick'd and died. Cla.

Doth the king call ? War. Speak lower, princes, for the king recovers. War. What would your majesty? How fares your P. Humph. This apoplex will, certain, be his end.

grace? K. Hen. I pray you, take me up, and bear me K. Hen. Why did you leave me here alone, my hence

lords. Into some other chamber : softly, pray.

Cla. We left the prince my brother here, my [They convey the King into an inner part of

liege, the room, and place him on a bed. Who undertook to sit and watch by you. Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends; K. Hen. The prince of Wales ? Where is he? Unless some dull and favourable hand

let me see him : Will whisper musick to my weary spirit.

He is not here. Wrır. Call for the musick in the other room, War. This door is open ; he is gone this way.



with care,

D. Humph. He came not through the chamber To stab at half an hour of my life. where we stay'd.

What! canst thou not forbear me half an hour ? K. 'Hen. Where is the crown? who took it from Then get thee gone ; and dig my grave thyself; my pillow?

And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear, War. When we withdrew, my liege, we left it That thou art crowned, not that I am dead. here.

Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse, K. Hen. The prince hath ta'en it hence : -go, Be drops of balm, to sanctify thy head : seek him out.

Only compound me with forgotten dust; Is he so hasty, that he doth suppose

Give that, which gave thee life, unto the worms. My sleep my death ?

Pluck down my officers, ak my decrees; Find him, my lord of Warwick ; chide him hither. For now a time is come to mock at forin,

[Erit WARWICK. Harry the fifth is crown'd: - Up, vanity' This part of his conjoins with my disease,

Down, royal state ! all you sage counsellors, hence! And helps to end me. — See, sons, what things you And to the English court assemble now, are!

From every region, apes of idleness ! How quickly nature falls into revolt,

Now, neighbour confines, purge you of your scum• When gold becomes her object !

Have you a ruflian, that will swear, drink, dance, For this the foolish over-careful fathers

Revel the night; rob, murder, and commit Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains The oldest sins the newest kind of ways?

Be happy, he will trouble you no more : Their bones with industry,

England shall double gild his treble gilt: For this they have engrossed and pild up

England shall give him office, honour, might: The canker'd heaps of strange-achieved gold ; For the fifth Harry from curb'd licence plucks For this they have been thoughtful to invest The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog Their sons with arts, and martial exercises :

Shall flesh his tooth in every innocent. When, like the bee, tolling from every flower O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows ! The virtuous sweets;

When that my care could not withhold thy riots, Our thighs pack'd with wax, our mouths with What wilt thou do, when riot is thy care? honey,

0, thou wilt be a wilderness again, We bring it to the hive ; and, like the bees, Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants ! Are murder'd for our pains. This bitter taste P. Hen. O, pardon me, my liege! but for my Yield his engrossments to the ending father.


The moist impediments unto my speech,
Re-enter WARWICK.

I had forestall'd this dear and deep rebuke,
Now, where is he that will not stay so long


with grief had spoke, and I had heard Till his friend sickness hath determin'd me? The course of it so far. There is your crown : War. My lord, I found the prince in the next And He that wears the crown immortally, room,

Long guard it yours! If I affect it mure, Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks; Than as your honour, and as your renown, With such a deep demeanour in great sorrow,

Let me no more from this obedience rise, That tyranny, which never quaff'd but blood, (Which my most true and inward duteous spirit Would, by beholding him, have wash'd his knife Teacheth,) this prostrate and exterior bending ! With gentle eye-drops. He is coming hither. Heaven witness with me, when I here came in K. Hen. But wherefore did he take away the And found no course of breath within your majesty, crown?

How cold it struck my heart! If I do feign,

0, let me in my present wildness die; Re-enter Prince Henry.

And never live to show the incredulous world Lo, where he comes,

Come hither


The noble change that I have purposed !
Harry :

Coming to look on you, thinking you dead,
Depart the chamber, leave us here alone.

(And dead almost, my liege, to think you were,) (Exeunt Clarence, Prince HUMPHREY, I spake unto the crown as having sense, Lords, fic.

And thus upbraided it. The care on thee depending, P. Hen. I never thought to hear you speak again. Hath fed upon the body of my father ; K. Hen. Thy wish was father, Harry, to that Therefore, thou, best of gold, art worst of gold. thought :

Other, less fine in carat, is more precious, I stay too long by thee, I weary thee.

Preserving life in medcine potable : Dost thou so hunger for my empty chair,

But thou, most fine, most honour'd, most renown'd, That thou wilt needs in vest thee with mine honours Hast eat thy bearer up. Thus, my most royal liege, Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth ! Accusing it, I put it on my head ; Thou seek'st the greatness that will overwhelm thee. To try with it, -as with an enemy, Stay but a little; for my cloud of dignity

That had before my face murder'd my father, Is held from falling with so weak a wind,

The quarrel of a true inheritor.
That it will quickly drop : my day is dim.

But if it did infect my blood with joy,
Thou hast stol'n that, which, after some few hours, Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride;
Were thine without offence; and, at my death, If any rebel or vain spirit of mine
Thou hast seal'd up my expectation :

Did, with the least affection of a welcome,
Thy life did manifest, thou lov'dst me not,

Give entertainment to the might of it, And thou wilt have me die assur'd of it.

Let God for ever keep it from iny

head! Thou hid'st a thousand daggers in thy thouglys; And make me as the poorest vassal is, Which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart,

That doth with awe and terror kneel to 15

K. Hen. () my son !

Be it thy course, to busy giddy minds Heaven put it in thy mind to take it hence, With foreign quarrels ; that action, hence borne out, That thou might'st win the more thy father's love, May waste the memory of the former days. Pleading so wisely in excuse of it.

More would I, but my lungs are wasted so, Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed ;

That strength of speech is utterly denied me. And hear, I think, the very latest counsel

How I came by the crown, O God, forgive! That ever I shall breathe.

Heaven knows, my son, And grant it may with thee in true peace live! By what by-paths, and indirect crook'd ways, P. Hen. My gracious liege, I met this crown; and I myself know well, You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me; How troublesome it sat upon my head :

Then plain, and right must my possession be : To thee it shall descend with better quiet,

Which I, with more than with a cominon pain, Better opinion, better confirmation ;

'Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain. For all the soil of the achievement goes With me into the earth. It seem'd in me,

Enter PRINCE John of Lancaster, WARWICK, But as an honour snatch'd with boisterous hand ;

Lords, and others. And I had many living, to upbraid

K. Hen. Look, look, here comes my John of My gain of it by their assistances;

Lancaster. Which daily grew to quarrel, and to bloodshed, P. John. Health, peace, and happiness, to my Wounding supposed peace : all these bold fears,

royal father! Thou see'st, with peril I have answered :

K. Hen. "Thou bring'st me happiness, and peace, For all my reign hath been but as a scene

son John ; Acting that argument ; and now my death

But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown Changes the mode: for what in me was purchas'd, From this bare, wither'd trunk: upon thy sight, Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort;

My worldly business makes a period. So thou the garland wear'st successively.

Where is my lord of Warwick ? Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could do, P. Hen.

My lord of Warwick! Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green ; K. Hen. Doth any name particular belong And all thy friends, which thou must make thy | Unto the lodging where I first did swoon? friends,

War. 'Tis call’d Jerusalem, my noble lord. Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out; K. Hen. Laud be to God !- - even there my life By whose fell working I was first advanc'd,

must end. And by whose power I well might lodge a fear

It hath been prophesied to me many years, To be again displac'd : which to avoid,

I should not die but in Jerusalem ; I cut them off': and had a purpose now

Which vainly I suppos'd, the Holy Land: To lead out many to the Holy Land;

But, bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie; Lest rest, and lying still, might make them look In that Jerusalem shall Harry die. (Eseunt. Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry,


SCENE I. Glostershire. A Hall in Shallow's needs be had :- And, sir, do you mean to stop any House.

of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other

day at Hinckley fair? Enter Shallow, Falstaff, BARDOLPH, and Page.

Shal. He shall answer it : Some pigeons, Shal. By cock and pye, sir, you shall not away Davy; a couple of short-legged hens; a joint of to-night. - What, Lavy, I say !

mutton; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell Fal. You must excuse me, master Robert Shallow. William cook,

Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be ex- Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir? cused; excuses shall not be admitted ; there is no Shal. Yis, Davy. I will use him well; A friend excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused. i'the court as better than a penny in purse. Use his Why, Davy!

men well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves, and

will backbite. Enter Davy.

Davy. No worse than they are back-bitten, sir; Davy. Here, sir.

for they have marvellous foul linen. Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy, - let me see, Davy; Shal. Well conceited, Davy. About thy business, let me see : — yea, marry, William cook, bid him Davy. come hither. Sir John, you shall not be excused. Davy. I beseech you, sir, to countenance William

Davy. Marry, sir, thus; those precepts cannot Visor of Wincot against Clement Perkes of the be served : and, again, sir, · Shall we sow the hill. head-land with wheat ?

Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William that Visor ; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my Are there no young pigeons ?

knowledge. Davy. Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's

Davy. I grant your worship, that he is a knave, note, for shoeing, and plough-irons.

sir : but, yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should Shal. Let it be cast, and paid : sir John, you have some countenance at his friend's request. An shall not be excused.

honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when Davy. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must a knave is not. I have served your worship truly,

cook ;


sir, this eight years ; and if I cannot once or twice Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen! in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, How many nobles then should hold their places, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort ! knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I be- Ch. Just. Alas! I fear, all will be overturn'd. seech your worship, let him be countenanced.

P. John. Good morrow, cousin Warwick. Shal. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong. Look P. Humph. Cla. Good morrow, cousin. about, Davy. [Erit Davy.) Where are you, sir P. John. We meet like men that had forgot to John ? Come, off with your boots.

Give me

speak. your hand, master Bardolph.

War. We do remember ; but our argument Bard. I am glad to see your worship.

Is all too heavy to admit much talk. Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind master P. John. Well, peace be with him that hath made Bardolph : — and welcome, my tall fellow. (To the

us heavy! Page.] Come, sir John.

[Erit SHALLOW. Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier ! Fal. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow. P. Humph. O, good my lord, you have lost a Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt BARDOLPH

friend, indeed : and Page.) If I were sawed into quantities, I should And I dare swear, you borrow not that face make four dozen of such bearded hermit's-staves as Of seeming sorrow; it is, sure, your own. master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing, to see the P. John. Though no man be assur'd what grace semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his :

to find, They, by observing him, do bear themselves like You stand in coldest expectation : foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is I am the sorrier ; 'would, 'twere otherwise. turned into a justice-like serving-man; their spirits Cla. Well, you must now speak sir John Falstaff are so married in conjunction with the participation of society, that they flock together in consent, like Which swims against your stream of quality. so many wild-geese. If I had a suit to master Ch. Just. Sweet princes, what I did, I did in Shallow, I would humour his men, with the imput

honour, ation of being near their master : if to his men, I Led by the impartial conduct of my soul ; would curry with master Shallow, that no man could And never shall you see, that I will beg better command his servants, It is certain, that A ragged and forestall'd remission. either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is caught If truth and upright innocency fail me, as men take diseases, one of another : therefore, let I'll to the king my master that is dead, men take heed of their company. I will devise mat- And tell him who hath sent me after him. ter enough out of this Shallow, to keep prince War. Here comes the prince. Harry in continual laughter, the wearing-out of six

Enter King HENRY V. fashions, (which is four terms or two actions,) and he shall laugh without intervallums. O, it is much, Ch. Just. Good morrow; and heaven save your that a lie, with a slight oath, and a jest, with a sad

majesty! brow, will do with a fellow that never had the ache King. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty, in his shoulders ! O, you shall see him laugh, till Sits not so easy on me as you think. his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up.

Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear; Shal. [Within.] Sir John!

This is the English, not the Turkish court; Fal. I come, master Shallow; I

come, master

Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds, Shallow.

[Exit Falstaff. But Harry Harry : Yet be sad, good brothers, For, to speak truth, it


well becomes you ; SCENE II.-Westminster. A Room in the Palace. Sorrow so royally in you appears,

That I will deeply put the fashion on, Enter WARWICK and the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE.

And wear it in my heart. Why then, be sad : War. How now, my lord chief justice ? whither But entertain no more of it, good brothers,

Than a joint burden laid upon us all. Ch. Just. How doth the king ?

For me, by heaven, I bid you be assur'd, War. Exceeding well; his cares are now all I'll be your father and your brother too ; ended.

Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your cares. Ch. Just. I hope, not dead.

Yet weep, that Harry's deail; and so will I ; War.

He's walk'd the way of nature; But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears, And, to our purposes, he lives no more.

By number, into hours of happiness. Ch. Just. I would his majesty had call’d me with P. John, &c. We hope no cther from your majesty. him :

King. You all look strangely on me : The service that I truly did his life,

most ;

[ To the Chier JUSTICE. Hath left me open to all injuries.

You are, I think, assur'd I love you not.
War. Indeed, I think the young king loves you Ch. Just. I am assur'd, if I be measur'd rightly,

Your majesty hath no just cause to hate me.
Ch. Just. I know he doth not; and do arm myself, King. No!
To welcome the condition of the time;

How might a prince of my great hopes forget
Which cannot look more hideously upon me So great indignities you laid upon me?
Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.

What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison

The immediate heir of England! Was this easy? Enter Prince John, Prince HUMPHREY, CLARENCE, May this be wash'd in Lethe, and forgotten? WESTMORELAND, and others.

Ch. Just. I then did use the person of your father; War. Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry; | The image of his power lay then in me: O, that the living Harry had the temper

And, in the administration of his law,


- and you



Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth,

No prince, nor peer, shall have just cause to say, Your highness pleased to forget my place,

Heaven shorten Harry's happy life one day. The majesty and power of law and justice,

The image of the king whom I presented,
And struck me in my very seat of judgment; SCENE III. - Glostershire. The Gardel of
Whereon, as an offender to your father,

Shallow's Ho28.
I gave bold way to my authority,
And did commit you.
If the deed were üil,

Enter Falstaff, SHALLOW, SILENCE, BARDOLPH, Be you contented, wearing now the garland,

the Page, and Davy. To have a son set your decrees at nought ;

Shal. Nay, you shall see mine orchard. where, To pluck down justice from your awful bench; in an arbour, we will eat a last year's pippin of my

To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword own graffing, with a dish of carraways, and so forth;
That guards the peace and safety of your person : - come, cousin Silence; -and then to bed.
Nay, more; to spurn at your inost royal image, Fal. 'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling,
And mock your workings in a second body.

and a rich Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours; Shall. Barren, barren, barren ; beggars all, begBe now the father, and propose a son :

gars all, sir John : — marry, good air. Spread, Hear your own dignity so much profan'd,

Davy; spread, Davy ; Well said, Davy. See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted, Fal. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is Behold yourself so by a son disdained;

your serving-man, and your husbandınan. And then imagine me taking your part,

Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good And, in your power, soft silencing your son: varlet, sir John. By the mass, I have drunk too After this cold considerance, sentence me;

much sack at supper :

A good varlet. Now And, as you are a king, speak in your state,

sit down, now sit down :

come, cousin, What I have done, that misbecame my place,

Sil. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a-we shall My person, or my liege's sovereignty.

Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer, [Singing. king. You are right, justice, and you weigh this And praise heaven for the merry year ;

When flesh is cheap and females dear, Therefore still bear the balance, and the sword : And lusty lads roam here and there, And I do wish your honours may increase,

So merrily, Till you do live to see a son of mine

And ever among so merrily. Offend you, and obey you, as I did.

Fal. There's a merry heart ! - Good master S. So snaí. I live to speak my father's words ; - lence, I'll give you a health for that anon. Ilappy am I, that have a man so bold,

Shal. Give master Bardolph some wine, Davy. That dares do justice on my proper son :

Davy. Sweet sir, sit; (seating. BARDOLPH and Anu not less happy, having such a son,

the Page at another table.) I'll be with you anon :That would deliver up his greatness so

most sweet sir, sit. Master page, good master Into the hands of justice.

You did commit me : page, sit: proface! What you want in meat, we'll For which, I do comunit into


have in drink. But you must bear; The heart's all. The unstained sword that you have us'd to bear;

[Erit. With this remembrance, That you use the same Shal. Be merry, master Bardolph ; With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit,

little soldier there, be merry. As you

have done 'gainst me There is my hand; Sil. Be merry, be merry, my wife's as all ; [ Singing. You shall be as a father to my youth :

For women are shrews, both short and tall; My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear ; 'Tis merry in hall, when bearus wag all, And I will stoop and humble my intents

And welcome merry skrove-tide. To your well practis'd, wise directions.

Be merry, be merry, &c. And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you ; - Fal. I did not think, master Silence had been a My father is gone wild into his grave,

man of this mettle. For in his tomb lie my affections ;

Sil. Who I? I have been merry twice and once,
And with his spirit sadly I survive,
To mock the expectation of the world ;

Re-enter Davy.
To frustrate prophecies ; and to raze out
Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down

Davy. There is a dish of leather-coats for you. After my seeming. The tide of blood in me

[Setting them before BARDOLPH. Hath proudly flow'd in vanity, till now :

Shal. Davy, Now doth it turn, and ebb back to the sea;

Davy. Your worship?-I'll be with you straight Where it shall mingle with the state of floods, [To Bard.] – A cup of wine, sir? And flow henceforth in formal majesty.

Sil. A cup of wine, that's brisk and fine, Now call we our high court of pariiament:

And drink unto the leman mine;

[Singing And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel,

Anda mery heart lives long-a. That the great body of our state may go

Fal. Well said, master Silence. In equal rank with the best govern'd natiou ·

Sil. And we shall be merry ;

- row comes in the That war, or peace, or both at once, may be

sweet of the night. As things acquainted and familiar to us ;

Fat. Health and long life to you, master Silence. In which you, father, shall have foremost band. Sil. Fill the cup, and let it come ;

[To the Lord Cher JUSTICE. I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom. Our coronauon done, we will accite,

Shal. Honest Bardolph, welcome: If thou wantest As I before remember'd, all our state

any thing, and wilt not call, bishrew thy heart, -And (God consigning to my good intents) Welcome, my lit:!e tiny thief ; [to the Page.) and

- and my

ere now.

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