Weft. You speak, lord Mowbray, now you know | That no conditions of our peace can stand. not what : The earl of Hereford was reputed then In England the most valiant gentleman: Haft. Fear younot that : if we can make our pesse Upon fuch large terms, and so abfolute, As our conditions fhall infift upon, Who knows, on whom fortune would then have Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains. fmil'd? But, if your father had been victor there, Cry'd hate upon him; and all their prayers, and love, To know your griefs; to tell you from his grace, Mowb. Ay, but our valuation fhall be fuch, York. No, no, my lord; Note this, the king Of dainty and fuch picking 5 grievances : Weft. Mowbray, you over-ween, to take it fo; To new remembrance: For full well he knows, This offer comes from mercy, not from fear : He cannot fo precifely weed this land, Mowb. Well, by my will, we fhall admit no That was uprear'd to execution. parley. Haft. Befides, the king hath wafted all his rods Weft. That argues but the shame of your offence: On late offenders, that he now doth lack A rotten cafe abides no handling. Haft. Hath the prince John a full commiffion, In very ample virtue of his father, Of what conditions we shall ftand upon ? Weft. That is intended in the general's name: For this contains our general grievances :- Acquitted by a true fubftantial form2; In fight of both our battles we may meet; 1 Meaning, included in the office of a general. 2 That is, by a pardon of due form and legal validity. 3 For confined, Mr. Steevens proposes to read confirm'd. 4 Awful banks are the proper limits of reverence. Perhaps we inight read lauful. 3 i. e. piddling, infignificant grievances. Alluding to a table-book of fate, ivory, &c. Good Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop ;- York. Good my lord of Lancaster, I am not here against your father's peace: The which hath been with scorn fhov'd from the court, Whereon this Hydra fon of war is born: My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd; York. I take your princely word for thefe reLan. I give it you, and will maintain my word: And thereupon I drink unto your grace. Haft. Go, captain, and deliver to the army This news of peace; let them have pay, and part; I know, it will well please them: Hie thee, captain. [Exit Captain. York. To you, my noble lord of Westmoreland. Weft. I pledge your grace: And, if you knew what pains I have bestowed, to breed this present peace, Weft. I am glad of it. Health to my lord, and gentle coufin, Mowbray. Mowb. You wish me health in very happy feafon; For I am, on the fudden, fomething ill. York. Againft ill chances, men are ever merry s But heavinefs fore-runs the good event. Weft. Therefore, be merry, coz; fince fudden forrow [morrow. Serves to fay thus,Some good thing comes toYork. Believe me, I am paffing light in fpirat. Mowb. So much the worfe, if your own rule Lan. Go, my lord, And let our army be difcharg'd too.-- [Exit Weft. Mowb. If not, we ready are to try our fortunes March by us; that we may perute the men To the laft man. Haft. And though we here fall down, We have fupplies to fecond our attempt; If they mifcarry, theirs fhall fecond them: And fo, fuccefs 2 of mifchief shall be born; And heir from heir fhall hold this quarrel up, Whiles England thall have generation. We thould have cop'd withal. Fork. Go, good lord Haftings, And, ere they be ditmiis'd, let them march by. Lan. I truft, lords, we fhall lie to-night toge Re-enter Wetmoreland. Lan. You are too fhallow, Haftings, much too Now, coufin, wherefore stands our army still ? fhallow, Weft. The leaders, having charge from you to ftand, To found the bottom of the after-times. Weft. Pleaseth your grace, to answer them dî- Will not go off until they hear you speak. Weft. Good tidings, my lord Haftings; for the which I do arreft thee, traitor, of high treafon :-And you, lord archbishop,—and you, lord bray, Of capital treafon I attach you both. Fal. I would be forry, my lord, but it should be thus: I never knew yet, but rebuke and check was the reward of valour. Do you think me a Mow-fwallow, an arrow, or a bullet? Have I, in my poor and old motion, the expedition of thought? I have fpeeded hither with the very extremeft inch of poffibility; I have founder'd nine-score and odd pofts: and here, travel-tainted as I am, have, in my pure and immaculate valour, taken Sir John Colevile of the dale, a moft furious knight, and valorous enemy: But what of that? he saw me, and yielded; that I may juftly fay with the hooknos'd fellow of Rome 4,-I came, faw, and over Mowb. Is this proceeding just and honourable? York. Will you thus break your faith? Lan. I pawn'd thee none : I promis'd you redress of these fame grievances, I nour, I will perform with a most chriftian care. came. Lan. It was more of his courtefy than your de ferving. Fal. I know not; here he is, and here I yield him: and I beseech your grace, let it be book'd with the rest of this day's deeds; or, by the Lord, I will have it in a particular ballad elfe, with mine own picture on the top of it, Colevile kiffing my foot: To the which courfe if I be enforced, if you [Exeunt. Alarum. Excurfions.do not all thew like gilt two-pences to me; and SCENE III. Another part of the Foreft. Enter Falstaff, and Colevile, meeting. Fal. What's your name, fir? of what condition are you; and of what place, I pray? Cole. I am a knight, fir; and my name is-Colevile of the dale. Fal. Well then, Colevile is your name; a knight is your degree; and your place, the dale: Colevile shall still be your name; a traitor your degree; and the dungeon your place,-a place deep enough; fo fhall you ftill be Colevile of the dale 2. Cole. Are you not Sir John Falstaff? Fal. As good a man as he, fir, whoe'er I am. Do ye yield, fir? or fhall I fweat for you? If I do fweat, they are drops of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death: therefore roule up fear and trembling, and do obfervance to my mercy. Cole. I think you are Sir John Falstaff; and, in that thought, yield me. Fal. I have a whole fchool 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 were fimply the moft active fellow in Europe: My womb, my womb, my womb undoes me.--Here comes our general. Enter Prince John of Lancaster, and Westmoreland. Lan. The heat is paft, follow no farther now; Call in the powers, good cousin Weftmoreland. [Exit Weft. Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while? When every thing is ended, then you come :---Thefe tardy tricks of your's will, on my life, One time or other break fome gallows' back. I, in the clear fky of fame, o'erthine you as much Lan. Thine's too heavy to mount. Lan. Thine's too thick to fhine. Fal. Let it do fomething, 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. Fal. I know not how they fold themfelves: but thou, like a kind fellow, gav'it thyself away; and I thank thee for thee. Re-enter Westmoreland. Lan. Have you left purfuit? Weft. Retreat is made, and execution stay'd. Fal. My lord, I befeech you, give me leave to go through Glofterfhire; and, when you come to court, ftand my good lords 'pray in your good report. 1 i. e. foolifaly. 2 The fenfe of dale is included in deep; a dale is a deep place; a dungeon is a deep place he that is in a dungeon may be therefore faid to be in a dule. 3 That is, the eagerness of revenge. 4 Cefar. 51. c. ftand my good friend in your favourable report of me. Lan. Lan. Fare you well, Falstaff; I, in my condi tion', Shall better speak of you than you deferve. [Exit. SCENE IV. cessful end ter, &c. We will our youth lead on to higher fields, K. Henry. Humphrey, my son of Glofter, K. Henry. Is not his brother, Thomas of Cla Fal. I would, you had but the wit; 'twere Enter King Henry, Warwick, Clarence, and Giofbetter than your dukedom.-Good faith, this fame young fober-blooded boy doth not love me; nor a K. Henry. Now, lords, if heaven doth give fucman cannot make him laugh ;—but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine. There's never any of To this debate that bleedeth at our doors, thefe demure boys come to any proof: for thin drink doth fo over-cool their blood, and making many fish-meals, that they fall into a kind of male green-fickness; and then, when they marry, they get wenches: they are generally fools and cowards;-which fome of us should be too, but for inflammation. A good fherris-fack hath a twofold operation in it. It afcends me into the brain; dries me there all the foolish, and dull, and crudy vapours which environ it makes it apprehenfive 2, quick, forgetive 3, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes; which deliver'd o'er to the voice, (the tongue) which is the birth, becomes excellent ivit. The fecond property of your excellent sherris is, the warming of the blood; which, before cold and fettled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pufillanimity and cowardice: but the therris warms it, and makes it courfe from the inwards to the parts extreme. It illumineth the face; which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the reft of this little kingdom, man, to arm and [ther? then the vital commoners, and inland petty fpi- How chance, thou art not with the prince thy brorits, mufter me all to their captain, the heart; He loves thee, and thou doft neglect him, Thomas; who, great, and puff'd up with this retinue, doth Thou haft a better place in his affection, any deed of courage; and this valour comes of Than all thy brothers: cherifh it, my boy; herris: So that kill in the weapon is nothing, And noble offices thou may'ft effect without fack; for that fets it a-work and learn-Of mediation, after I am dead, ing, a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil; till fack commences it, and fets it in act and ufe. Hereof comes it, that prince Harry is valiant: for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, fteril, and bare land, manured, hufbanded, and tilled, with excellent endeavour of drinking good, and good store of fertile fherris; that he is become very hot, and valiant. If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them, should be,-to forfwear thin potations, and to addict themselves to fack. Enter Bardolph. How now, Bardolph ? rence, with him? Glo. No, my good lord; he is in prefence here. K. Henry. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas Between his greatness and thy other brethren :--- Bard. The army is difcharged all, and gone. [Exeunt. That the united velfel of their blood, 6 i. c. 1i. e. in my good nature (or, condition may perhaps here, as in The Tempest, mean, in my place as commanding officer) I shall speak better of you than you merit. 21. e. quick to understand. 3 i. c. inventive, imaginative. A very pleafant allution to the old ufe of fealing with foft wax. 5 i. e. our navy is ready, prepared. changeable as the weather of a winter's day. 7 Alluding to the opinion of fome philofophers, that the vapours being congealed in the air by cold (which is molt intenfe towards the morning), and being afterwards rarified and let loofe by the warmth of the fun, occafion those fudden and impetuous gufts of wind which are called flaws. Kk Mingled : Mingled with venom of fuggeftion, Cla. I fhall obferve him with all care and love. K. Henry. Why art thou not at Windfor with him, Thomas ? Cla. He is not there to-day; he dines in London. K. Hen. And how accompanied can't thou tell that? [lowers. Cla. With Poins, and other his continual folK. Hen. Moft fubject is the fattest foil to weeds; And he, the noble image of my youth, Is overfpread with them: Therefore my grief. The blood weeps from my heart, when I do fhape, The prince but ftudies his companions, 2 A [guage, The manner and true order of the fight, Will fortune never come with both hands full, fhould rejoice now at this happy news ; And now my fight fails, and my brain is giddy :O me! come near me, now I am much ill. (look up! [fits Weft. My fovereign lord, chear up yourself, War. Be patient, princes; you do know these Are with his highness very ordinary. Stand from him, give him air; he'll straight be well Cla. No, no; he cannot long hold out thefe pangs : The inceflant 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. Gin. The people fear me 5; for they do obferve Unfather'd heirs, and loathly births of nature :The feafons change their manners; as the year Like a strange tongue : wherein to gain the lan-Had found fome months afleep, and leap'd them over. 'Tis needful, that the moit immodeft word Be look'd upon, and learn'd; which once attain'd, Cla. The river hath thrice flow'd 7, no ebb between : And the old folk, time's doating chronicles, War. Call for the mufic in the other room. [They cansey the King to an inner part of the room. P. Hen. Who faw the duke of Clarence ? Cla. I am here, brother, full of heaviness. P. Hen. How now ! rain within doors, and none How doth the king? [abroad Glo. Exceeding ill. P. Hen. Heard he the good news yet? Har. From enemies heaven keep your majesty; And when they ftand against you, may they fall As thofe 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 theriff of Yorkshire overthrown : Rafh is quick, violent, fudden. Glo. He alter'd much upon the hearing it. With joy, he will recover without phyfic. War. Not fo much noife, my lords :-sweet prince, fpeak low; The king your father is difpos'd to fleep. 5 i. e. make me afraid. 2 i. e. his paffions. 3 His is ufed for its, very frequently in the old plays. 4 i. e. the wall. That is, equivocal births; productions not brought forth according to the stated laws of generation. 7 This is hiftorically It happened on the 12th of October, 1411. Dall fignifics melancholy, gentle, foothing. It is Rill the cultom in France to place the crown on the king's pillow when he is dying. true. War. |