The prince will in the perfectness of time By which his grace must mete the lives of others, KING. 'Tis seldom when the bee doth leave her comb In the dead carrion. Enter WESTMORELAND. Who's here? Westmoreland? WEST. Health to my sovereign, and new happiAdded to that that I am to deliver! [ness Prince John your son doth kiss your grace's hand : KING. O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird, Which ever in the haunch of winter sings The lifting up of day. Enter HARCOURT. Look, here's more news. HAR. From enemies heaven keep your majesty ; And, when they stand against you, may they fall 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: This packet, please it you, contains at large. Will Fortune never come with both hands full, I should rejoice now at this happy news; And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy : O me! come near me; now I am much ill. GLOU. Comfort, your majesty! 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. Stand from him, give him air; he 'll straight be well. Hath wrought the mure that should confine it in CLAR. The river haththrice flow'd, no ebb between; 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. WAR. Speak lower, princes, for the king recovers. GLOU. This apoplexy will certain be his end. KING. I pray you, take me up, and bear me hence Into some other chamber: softly, pray. SCENE V. Another chamber. The KING lying on a bed: CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, and others in attendance. KING. Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends; Unless some dull and favourable hand Will whisper music to my weary spirit. WOR. Call for the music in the other room. KING. Set me the crown upon my pillow here. CLAR. His eye is hollow, and he changes much. WAR. Less noise, less noise! PRINCE. Enter PRINCE HENRY. Who saw the Duke of Clarence? CLAR. I am here, brother, full of heaviness. PRINCE. HOW now! rain within doors, and none GLOU. He alter'd much upon the hearing it. PRINCE. If he be sick with joy, he'll recover without physic. WAR. Not so much noise, prince, speak low; my lords: sweet 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. [Exeunt all but the PRINCE. Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow, Being so troublesome a bedfellow? O polish'd perturbation! golden care! That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath father! This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep Which God shall guard: and put the world's whole strength Into one giant arm, it shall not force This lineal honour from me: this from thee Will I to mine leave, as 'tis left to me. [Exit. KING. Warwick! Gloucester! Clarence! CLAR. Doth the king call? WAR. What would your majesty? How fares your grace? KING. Why did you leave me here alone, my lords? CLAR. We left the prince my brother here, my liege, Who undertook to sit and watch by you. KING. The Prince of Wales! me see him : He is not here. WAR. This door is Where is he? let open; he is gone this way. 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. Is he so hasty that he doth suppose My sleep my death? Find him, my Lord of Warwick; chide him hither. [Exit WARWICK. This part of his conjoins with my disease, And helps to end me. See, sons, what things you are! |