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And tell the pleasant prince,-this mock of his Hath turn'd his bails to gun-stones; and his soul Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows

Were all thy children kind and natural!
But see thy fault! France hath in thee found out
A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills
With treacherous crowns: and three corrupted

men,

Shall this his mock mock out of their dear hus-One, Richard earl of Cambridge; and the second,

bands;

Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;
And some are yet ungotten, and unborn,

That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn.
But this lies all within the will of God,
To whom I do appeal; and in whose name,
Tell you the Dauphin, I am coming on,
To venge me as I may, and to put forth
My rightful hand in a well hallow'd cause.

So, get you hence in peace; and tell the Dauphin,
His jest will savour but of shallow wit,
When thousands weep, more than did laugh at it.
Convey them with safe conduct.-Fare you well.
[Exeunt Ambassadors.
Ere. This was a merry message.
K. Hen. We hope to make the sender blush at it.
[Descends from his Throne.
Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour,
That may give furtherance to our expedition:
For we have now no thought in us but France;
Save those to God, that run before our business.
Therefore, let our proportions for these wars
Be soon collected; and all things thought upon,
That may, with reasonable swiftness, add
More feathers to our wings; for, God before,
We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door.
Therefore, let every man now task his thought,2
That this fair action may on foot be brought.

ACT II.

Enter CHORUS.

[Exeunt.

Cho. Now all the youth of England are on fire,
And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies;
Now thrive the armourers, and honour's thought
Reigns solely in the breast of every man:
They sell the pasture now, to buy the horse;
Following the mirror of all Christian kings,
With winged heels, as English Mercuries.
For now sits Expectation in the air;
And hides a sword, from hilt unto the point,
With crowns imperial, crowns, and coronets,3
Promis'd to Harry, and his followers.
The French, advis'd by good intelligence
Of this most dreadful preparation,
Shake in their fear; and with pale policy
Seek to divert the English purposes.

O England!-model to thy inward greatness,
Like little oody with a mighty heart,—
What might'st thou do, that honour would thee do,

1 Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones. When ordnance was first used they discharged balls not of iron but of stone.

2Task his thought. We have this phrase before.
3 Expectation is also personified by Milton:-
while Expectation stood

n horror.'

In ancient representations of trophies, &c. it is common to see swords encircled with crowns. Shakspeare's image is supposed to be taken from a wood cut in the first edition of Holinshed.

4 Richard earl of Cambridge' was Richard de Conisbury, younger son of Edmund Langley, duke of York. He was father of Richard duke of York, and grandfather of Edward the Fourth.

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Henry Lord Scroop of Masham; and the third,
Sir Thomas Grey, knight of Northumberland,
Have, for the gilt of France, (O guilt, indeed!)
Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France;
And by their hands this grace of kings must die
(If hell and treason hold their promises,)
Ere he take ship for France, and in Southampton.
Linger your patience on; and well digest
The abuse of distance, while we force a play.
The sum is paid; the traitors are agreed;
The king is set from London; and the scene
Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton :
There is the playhouse now, there must you sit:
And thence to France shall we convey you safe,
And bring you back, charming the narrow seas
To give you gentle pass; for, if we may,
We'll not offend one stomach with our play.
But, till the king come forth, and but till then,
Unto Southampton do we shift our scene."
SCENE I. The same. Eastcheap. Enter Nr
and BARDOLPH.

5 Henry Lord Scroop' was a third husband of Joan, duchess of York, mother in law of Richard earl of Cambridge.

6 Gilt for golden money.

7 The old copy reads:

Linger your patience on, and we'll digest The abuse of distance; force a play.'

The alteration was made by Pope.

8 But till the king come forth, and but till then, Unto Southampton do we shift our scene.'

The old copy reads:

But till the king come forth, and not till then.'
The emendation was proposed by Mr. Roderick, and

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Bard. Well met, Corporal Nym. Nym. Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph." Bard. What, are ancient Pistol and you friends yet?

Nym. For my part, I care not: I say little: but when time shall serve, there shall be smiles;10—but that shall be as it may. I dare not fight; bet I will wink, and hold out mine iron: It is a simple one but what though? it will toast cheese; and it will endure cold as another man's sword will: and there's the humour of it.

Bard. I will bestow a breakfast, to make you friends; and we'll be all three sworn brothers to France; let it be so, good Corporal Nym.

Nym. 'Faith, I will live so long as Í may, that's the certain of it; and when I cannot live any longer, I will do as I may: that is my rest, 12 that is the rendezvous of it.

Bard. It is certain, corporal, that he is married to Nell Quickly: and, certainly, she did you wrong; for you were troth-plight to her.

Nym. I cannot tell; things must be as they may: men may sleep, and they may have their throats about them at that time; and, some say, knives have edges. It must be as it may: though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod. There must be conclusions. Well, I cannot tell."

shown that it is a common typographical error. The objection is, that a scene in London intervenes ; but this may be obviated by transposing that scene to the end of the first act. The division into acts and scenes, it should be recollected, is the arbitrary work of Mr. Rowe and the subsequent editors; and the first act of this play, as it is now divided, is unusually short. This chorus has slipped out of its place.

9 At this scene begins the connexion of this play with the latter part of King Henry IV. The characters would be indistinct and the incidents unintelligible without the knowledge of what passed in the two former plays.

10 When time shall serve, there shall be smulet' Dr. Farmer thought that this was an error of the press for smites, i, e. blows, a word used in the poet's ag has been explained:-1 care not whether we are and still provincially current. The passage, as it stan's friends at present; however, when time shall serve, shall be in good humour with each other; but be it as it may.'

11 Sworn brothers. In the times of adventure i was usual for two or more chiefs to bind themselves to share in each other's fortunes, and divide their acquis tions between them. They were called fratres rrah These cut-purses set out for France as if they were go ing to make a conquest of the kingdom.

12 That is my rest; that is my determination this phrase amply illustrated in Mr. Gifford's Ben Jon 13 i. e. I know not what to say or think of it? See deserves admission into the text. Malone has plainly I son, vol. i. p. 125. No phrase is more common in cu

KING HENRY V.

Enter PISTOL and MRS. QUICKLY. Bard. Here comes ancient Pistol, and his wife: good corporal, be patient here.-How now, mine host Pistol?

Pist. Base tike,' call'st thou me-host? Now, by this hand I swear, I scorn the term; Nor shall my Nell keep lodgers.

Quick. No, by my troth, not long: for we cannot lodge and board a dozen or fourteen gentlewomen, that live honestly by the prick of their needles, but it will be thought we keep a bawdy-house straight. [NYM draws his sword.] O well-i-day, Lady, if he be not drawn now !2 we shall see wilful adultery and murder committed. Good Lieutenant Bardolph,-good corporal, offer nothing here. Nym. Pish!

Pist. Pish for thee, Iceland dog! thou prickeared cur of Iceland!

Quick. Good Corporal Nym, show the valour of a man, and put up thy sword.

Nym. Will you shog off? I would have you solus.
Pist. Solus, egregious dog? O viper vile!
Sheathing his sword.
The solus in thy most marvellous face;
The solus in thy teeth, and in thy throat,
And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw, perdy;
And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth!
I do retort the solus in thy bowels:
For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up,
And flashing fire will follow.

Nym. I am not Barbason; you cannot conjure
me, I have a humour to knock you indifferently
well: If you grow foul with me, Pistol, I will scour
you with my rapier, as I may, in fair terms: if you
would walk off, I would prick your guts a little, in
good terms, as I may; and that's the humour of it.
Pist. O braggard vile, and damned furious wight!
The grave doth
gape, and doting death is near;
Therefore exhale."
Bard. Hear me, hear me what I say:he that
[PISTOL and NYм draw.
strikes the first stroke, I'll run him up to the hilts,
as I am a soldier.
[Draws.
Pist. An oath of mickle might; and fury shall

abate.

Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give;
Thy spirits are most tall.

Nym. I will cut thy throat, one time or other, in fair terms; that is the humour of it.

Pist. Coupe le gorge, that's the word ?-I thee
defy again.

O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse to get?
No; to the spital go,

And from the powdering-tub of infamy
Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cressid's kind,"
Doll Tear-sheet she by name, and her espouse:
I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly
For the only she; and-Pauca, there's enough.

Enter the Boy.

Boy. Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master, and you, hostess ;-he is very sick, and would to bed.-Good Bardolph, put thy nose be

old dramatic writers; yet it had escaped the commentators on Shakspeare.

1 i. e. base fellow. Still used in the north; where a tike is also a dog of a large common breed; as a mastiff, or shepherd's dog.

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tween his sheets, and do the office of a warmingpan: 'faith, he's very ill.

Bard. Away, you rogue.

Quick. By my troth, he'll yield the crow a pudding one of these days: the king has killed his heart.-Good husband, come home presently.

[Exeunt MRS. QUICKLY and Boy. Bard. Come, shall I make you two friends? We must to France together; Why, the devil, should we keep knives to cut one another's throats? Pist. Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for food howl on!

Nym. You'll pay me the eight shillings I won of you at betting?

Pist. Base is the slave that Nym. That now I will have; that's the humour of it. pays. Pist. As manhood shall compound; Push home. Bard. By this sword, he that makes the first thrust, I'll kill him; by this sword, I will.

Pist. Sword is an oath, and oaths must have their

course.

Bard. Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friends, be friends: an thou wilt not, why then be enemies with me too. Pr'ythee, put up.

Nym. I shall have my eight shillings, I won of you at betting?

Pist. A noble shalt thou have, and present pay;
And liquor likewise will I give to thee,

And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood;
I'll live by Nym, and Nym shall live by me ;-
Is not this just-for I shall sutler be
Unto the camp, and profits will accrue.
Give me thy hand.

Nym. I shall have my noble?
Pist. In cash most justly paid.
Nym. Well then, that's the humour of it.
Re-enter MRS. QUICKLY.

shaked of a burning quotidian tertian, that it is most
Quick. As ever you came of women, come in
quickly to Sir John: Ah, poor heart! he is so
lamentable to behold.
knight, that's the even of it.
Sweet men, come to him.
Nym. The king hath run bad humours on the

it

Pist. Nym, thou hast spoke the right;

His heart is fracted and corroborate.
may; he passes some humours, and careers.
Nym. The king is a good king: but it must be as
we will live.
Pist. Let us condole the knight; for, lambkins,

[Exeunt.

SCENE II. Southampton. A Council Chamber.
Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND.
Bed. 'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust these

traitors.

Exe. They shall be apprehended by and by.
West. How smooth and even they do bear them
selves!

As if allegiance in their bosoms sat,
Crowned with faith, and constant loyalty.

Bed. The king hath note of all that they intend,
By interception which they dream not of.

Exe. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow,10

4 For I can take. Malone would change this, withunderstand, or comprehend you.' It is still common in out necessity, to 'I can talk. Pistol only means, I can the plebeian phrase: "Do.you take me? for Do you know my meaning?

5 Barbason is the name of a demon mentioned in The Merry Wives of Windsor. The unmeaning tumour of Pistol's speech very naturally reminds Nym of the sounding nonsense uttered by conjurers.

6 By erhale, Pistol, in his fantastic language, probably

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2O well-i-day, Lady, if he be not drawn now!' The folio has O well-a-day, Lady, if he be not hewn now an evident error of the press. The quarto reads O Lord! here's Corporal Nym's-now,' &c. 3' Iceland dogges, curled and rough all over, which, by reason of the length of their heare, make show nei-means die or breathe your last. Malone suggests that ther of face nor of body. And yet thes curres, for- he may only mean draw, haul, or lug out.' soothe, because they are so strange, are greatly set by, esteemed, taken up, and made of, many times instead nature, see the play of Troilus and Cressida. 7 The lazar kite of Cressid's kind.' Of Cressida's of the spaniell gentle or comforter.-Abraham Fleming's translation of Caius de Canibus, 1576, Of English Dog8 Formerly. ges. Island cur is again used as a term of contempt in Epigrams served out in Fifty-two several Dishes; no date:

'He wears a gown lac'd round, laid down with furre,
Or, miser-like, a pouch where never man
Could thrust his finger, but this island curre.'

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9 The noble was worth six shillings and eight-pence. The said Lord Scroop was in such favour with the king, 10 That was his bedfellow. Thus Hoiinshed:This familiar appellation of bedfellow was common that he admitted him sometimes to be his bedfellow. among the ancient nobility. This custom, which now appears so strange and unseemly to us, continued to

Whom he hath cloy'd' and grac'd with princely |
favours,-

That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell
His sovereign's life to death and treachery!
Trumpet sounds. Enter KING HENRY, SCROOP,
CAMBRIDGE, GREY, Lords, and Attendants.

K. Hen. Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard. My lord of Cambridge,—and my kind lord of Masham,

And you, my gentle knight,-give me your
thoughts;

Think you not, that the powers we bear with us,
Will cut their passage through the force of France;
Doing the execution, and the act,

For which we have in head assembled them?
Scroop. No doubt, my liege, if each man do his

best.

K. Hen. I doubt not that: since we are well
persuaded,

We carry not a heart with us from hence,
That grows not in a fair consent with ours;
Nor leave not one behind, that doth not wish
Success and conquest to attend on us.

Cam. Never was monarch better fear'd, and lov'd,
Than is your majesty; there's not, I think, a subject,
That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness
Under the sweet shade of your government.

Grey. Even those that were your father's enemies,
Have steep'd their galls in honey; and do serve you
With hearts create of duty and of zeal.

K. Hen. We therefore have great cause of thank-
fulness;

And shall forget the office of our hand,
Sooner than quittance of desert and merit,
According to the weight and worthiness.

Grey. And me, my royal sovereign.

K. Hen. Then, Richard, earl of Cambridge, there is yours;

men ?

There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham;—and, sir
Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours:-
knight,
Read them; and know, I know your worthiness.--
My lord of Westmoreland,-and uncle Exeter,-
We will aboard to-night.-Why, how now, gentle-
What see you in those papers, that you lose
So much complexion?-look ye, how they change!
Their cheeks are paper.-Why, what read you there,
That hath so cowarded and chased your blood
Out of appearance?
I do confess my fault;
And do submit me to your highness' mercy.
Grey. Scroop. To which we all appeal.

Cam.

K. Hen. The mercy, that was quick in us but
late,

By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd:
You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy;
For your own reasons turn into your bosoms,
As dogs upon their masters, worrying them-
See you, my princes, and my noble peers,
These English monsters! My lord of Cambridgs

here,

You know, how apt our love was, to accord
To furnish him with all appertinents
Belonging to his honour; and this man
Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspir'd,
And sworn unto the practices of France,
To kill us here in Hampton: to the which,
This knight, no less for bounty bound to us
Than Cambridge is,-hath likewise sworn-But O!
What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop; thou cruel,

Scroop. So service shall with steeled sinews toil; Ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature!

And labour shall refresh itself with hope,
To do your grace incessant services.

K. Hen. We judge no less.-Uncle of Exeter,
Enlarge the man committed yesterday,
That rail'd against our person: we consider,
It was excess of wine that set him on ;
And, on his more advice, we pardon him.

Scroop. That's mercy, but too much security:
Let him be punish'd, sovereign; lest example
Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind.
K. Hen. O, let us yet be merciful.

Cam. So may your highness, and yet punish too. Grey. Sir, you show great mercy, if you give him life,

After the taste of much correction.

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Thou, that didst bear the key of all my counsels,
That knew'st the very bottom of my soul,
That almost might'st have coin'd me into gold,
Would'st thou have practis'd on me for thy use?
May it be possible, that foreign hire

Could out of thee extract one spark of evil
That might annoy my finger? 'tis so strange,
That, though the truth of it stands off as gross
As black from white, my eye will scarcely see it.
Treason and murder, ever kept together,
As two yoke-devils swore to either's purpose,
Working so grossly10 in a natural cause,
That admiration did not whoop at them:11
But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in
Wonder, to wait on treason, and on murder:

K. Hen. Alas, your too much love and care of me And whatsoever cunning fiend it was,
Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch.
If little faults, proceeding on distemper,
Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye,
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and di-
gested,

Appear before us?-We'll yet enlarge that man,
Though Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey,-in their
dear care,

And tender preservation of our person,

That wrought upon thee so preposterously,
H'ath got the voice in hell for excellence:
And other devils, that suggest by treasons,
Do botch and bungle up damnation
With patches, colours, and with forms being fetch'd
From glistering semblances of piety;
But he, that temper'd thee,12 bade thee stand up,
Gave thee no instance why thou should'st do treason,
Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor.

Would have him punish'd. And now to our French If that same demon, that hath gull'd thee thus,

causes;

Who are the late commissioners ?

Cam. I one, my lord;

Your highness bade me ask for it to-day.
Scroop. So did you me, my liege.

the middle of the seventeenth century, if not later.
Cromwell obtained much of his intelligence during the
civil wars from the mean men with whom he slept.

1 Whom he hath cloy'd and grac'd.' The quarto reads 'dull'd and cloy'd."

2 For which we have in head assembled them.' In head seems equivalent to the modern military term in force.

3 Consent is accord, agreement.

4i. e. hearts compounded or made up of duty and

zeal.'

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Should with his lion gait walk the whole world
He might return to vasty Tartar13 back,
And tell the legions-I can never win
A soul so easy as that Englishman's.
O, how hast thou with jealousy infected

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12He that temper'd thee.' That is, he that ruled thee. Temperator, he that tempereth, or moderateth: he that knoweth how to rule and order.-Cooper. 13 i. e. Tartarus, the fabled place of future punish

ment.

Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whereof
Shall be to you, as us, like glorious.
We doubt not of a fair and lucky war:
Since God so graciously hath brought to light
This dangerous treason, lurking in our way,
To hinder our beginnings, we doubt not now,
rub is smoothed on our way.
But
;

The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful?
Why, so didst thou: Seem they grave and learned?
Why, so didst thou: Come they of noble family?
Why, so didst thou: Seem they religious?
Why, so didst thou: Or are they spare in diet;
Free from gross passion, or of mirth, or anger;
Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood
Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement;2
Not working with the eye, without the ear,
And, but in purged judgment, trusting neither?
Such, and so finely bolted,' didst thou seem:
And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot,

To mark the full-fraught man, and best indued,
With some suspicion." I will weep for thee;
For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like
Another fall of man.-Their faults are open,
Arrest them to the answer of the law ;-
And God acquit them of their practices!

Exe. I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of Richard earl of Cambridge.

I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of Henry Lord Scroop of Masham.

I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of Thomas Grey, knight of Northumberland.

Scroop. Our purposes God justly hath discover'd; And I repent my fault more than my death; Which I beseech your highness to forgive, Although my body pay the price of it.

every
Then, forth, dear countrymen; let us deliver
Our puissance into the hand of God,
Putting it straight in expedition.
Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance :"
No king of England, if not king of France.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III. London. Mrs. Quickly's House in
Eastcheap. Enter PISTOL, MRS. QUICKLY,
NYM, BARDOLPH, and Boy.

Quick. Pr'ythee, honey-sweet husband, let me brings thee to Staines.

yearn.

Pist. No; for my manly heart doth
Bardolph, be blithe;-Nym rouse thy vaunting

veins.

And we must yearn therefore.
Boy, bristle thy courage up: for Falstaff he is dead,

Bard. 'Would, I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in heaven, or in hell!

Quick. Nay, sure, he's not in hell; he's in Arthur's bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had

Cam. For me, the gold of France did not se- been any christom child; 'a parted even just be

duce; 5

Although I did admit it as a motive,
The sooner to effect what I intended:
But God be thanked for prevention;
Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice,
Beseeching God and you to pardon me.

Grey. Never did faithful subject more rejoice
At the discovery of most dangerous treason,
Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself,
Prevented from a damned enterprise :
My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign.
K. Hen. God quit you in his mercy! Hear your

sentence.

tween twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide ;10 for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields.11 How now, Sir John? quoth I: what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out-God, God, God! three or four times: now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet: So 'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed, and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and so upward, and upward, and all was as

You have conspir'd against our royal person,
Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd, and from his cold as any stone.

coffers

Receiv'd the golden earnest of our death;

Wherein you would have sold your king to slaughter,
His princes and his peers to servitude,
His subjects to oppression and contempt,
And his whole kingdom into desolation.
Touching our person, seek we no revenge;
But we our kingdom's safety must so tender,
Whose ruin you three sought, that to her laws
We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence,
Poor miserable wretches, to your death:
The taste whereof, God, of his mercy, give you
Patience to endure, and true repentance
Of all your dear offences!-Bear them hence.
[Exeunt Conspirators, guarded.

1 The sweetness of affiance! Shakspeare uses this aggravation of the guilt of treachery with great judgment. One of the worst consequences of breach of trust is the diminution of that confidence which makes the happiness of life, and the dissemination of suspicion, which is the poison of society.-Johnson.

2 Complement has here the same meaning as in Love's Labour's Lost, Act. i. Sc. 1. Bullokar defines it, Court ship, [i. e. courtiership,] fulness, perfection, fine behaviour. The gradual change of this word, to its meaning of ceremonious words, may be traced in Blount's Glossography.

3 Bolted is the same as sifted, and has consequently the meaning of refined.

i. e. endowed, or gifted.

Nym. They say, he cried out of sack.
Quick. Ay, that 'a did.

Bard. And of women.

Quick. Nay, that 'a did not.

Boy. Yes, that 'a did; and said, they were devils incarnate.

Quick. 'A could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour he never liked.

Boy. 'A said once, the devil would have him about women.

Quick. 'A did in some sort, indeed, handle women: but then he was rheumatic;12 and talked of the whore of Babylon.

corrupted by the French king, lest the earl of March should have tasted of the same cuppe that he had drunken, and what should have come to his own children he much doubted,' &c.-Holinshed.

6 i. e. at which prevention, in suffering, I will hear tily rejoice.'

7The signs of war advance. Phaer, in rendering the first line of the eighth Eneid, Ut belle signum &c. has

When signe of war from Laurent townes, &c.' 8 i. e. let me accompany thee.

9 i. e. chrisom child: which was one that died within the month of birth, because during that time they wore the chrisom cloth, a white cloth put upon a child newly christened, wherewith women used to shroud the child, if dying within the month; otherwise it was brought to church at the day of purification.

10 Even at the turning o' the tide.' It has been a very old opinion, which Mead, De Imperio Solis, quotes, as if he believed it, that nobody dies but in the time of ebb.

5 For me, the gold of France did not seduce." ". diverse write that Richard earle of Cambridge did not conspire with the Lord Scroope, &c. for the murthering of King Henrie, to please the French king withall, but onlie to the intent to exalt the crowne to his brother-in- 11 And a babbled of green fields.' The first follo law Edmund earle of Marche, as heir to Lionel duke of reads For his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a TaClarence, who being for diverse secret impediments not ble of green fields.' Theobald gave the present reading able to have issue, the earl of Cambridge was sure that of the text, which, though entirely conjectural, is better the crowne should come to him by his wife, and to his than any thing which has been offered in the idle babble children of her begotten. And therefore (as was thought) of the numerous notes on this passage. he rather confessed himselfe for neede of money to be

12 Rheumatic.

Mrs. Quickly means lunatic

Boy. Do you not remember, 'a saw a flea stick By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth, upon Bardolph's nose; and 'a said, it was a black That fear attends her not. soul burning in hell-fire? Con.

Bard. Well, the fuel is gone, that maintained that fire; that's all the riches I got in his service. Nym. Shall we shog off? the king will be gone from Southampton.

Pist. Come, let's away.-My love, give me thy lips.

Look to my chattels, and my moveables:

Let senses rule; the word is, Pitch and Pay;
Trust none;

For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,
And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck ;'
Therefore, caveto be thy counsellor.

Go, clear thy crystals.-Yoke-fellows in arms,
Let us to France! like horse-leeches, my boys;
To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck!
Boy. And that is but unwholesome food, they

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upon us;

And more than carefully it us concerns,
To answer royally in our defences.

Therefore the dukes of Berry and of Bretagne,
Of Brabant, and of Orleans, shall make forth,-
And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift despatch,
To line, and new repair, our towns of war,
With men of courage, and with means defendant:
For England his approaches makes as fierce,
As waters to the sucking of a gulf.

It fits us then, to be as provident

As fear may teach us, out of late examples
Left by the fatal and neglected English
Upon our fields.

Dau.
My most redoubted father,
It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe:
For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom
(Though war, nor no known quarrel, were in ques-
tion,)

But that defences, musters, preparations,
Should be maintain'd, assembled, and collected,
As were a war in expectation.

Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all go forth,

To view the sick and feeble parts of France:
And let us do it with no show of fear:

No, with no more, than if we heard that England
Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance:
For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd,
Her sceptre so fantastically borne

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Shall keep their bugle bowes for thee, dear uncle.' 4 For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom.' To dull is to render torpid, insensible, or inactive; to disspirit. In idleness to wax dull and without spirit: Torpescere.'-Baret.

5How modest in exception.' How diffident and decent in making objections.

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O peace, Prince Dauphin!
You are too much mistaken in this king:
Question your grace the late ambassadors,-
With what great state he heard their embassy,
How well supplied with noble counsellors,
How modest in exception, and, withal,
How terrible in constant resolution,-
And you shall find, his vanities fore-spent
Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus,"
Covering discretion with a coat of folly;
As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots
That shall first spring, and be most delicate.

Dau. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable,
But though we think it so, it is no matter:
In cases of defence, 'tis best to weigh
The enemy more mighty than he seems,
So the proportions of defence are fill'd;
Which, of a weak and niggardly projection,"
Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat, with scanting
A little cloth.
Fr. King.. Think we King Harry strong;
And, princes, look, you strongly arm to meet him.
The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us ;
And he is bred out of that bloody strain,"
That haunted us in our familiar paths:
Witness our too much memorable shame,
When Cressy battle fatally was struck,
And all our princes captiv'd, by the hand
Of that black name, Edward, Black Prince of
Wales;

Whiles that his mountain sire,-on mountain stand-
ing,

Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun,-
Saw his heroical seed, and smil'd to see him
Mangle the work of nature, and deface
The patterns that by God and by French fathers
Had twenty years been made. This is a stem
Of that victorious stock: and let us fear
The native mightiness and fate of him.19
Enter a Messenger.

Mess. Ambassadors from Henry king of England
Do crave admittance to your majesty.

Fr. King. We'll give them present audience.
Go, and bring them.

[Exeunt Mess, and certain Lords.
You see, this chase is hotly follow'd, friends.
Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward
dogs

Most spend their mouths, 11 when what they seem to

threaten,

Runs far before them. Good my sovereign,
Take up the English short; and let them know
Of what a monarchy you are the head;
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin
As self-neglecting.

Re-enter Lords, with EXETER and Train.
Fr. King.
From our brother England?
Exe. From him; and thus he greets your ma-
jesty.

Began to clothe his wit in state and pride,
Burying in Lucrece' wound his folly's show.

he throws that shallow habit by?
7 Which, of a weak and niggardly projection."
The construction of this passage is perplexed, and the
grammatical concord not according to our present no-
tions; but its meaning appears to be, 'So the propor
tions of defence are filled; which, to make of a weak
and niggardly projection (i. e. contrivance,) is to do like
a miser who spoils his coat with scanting a little cloth."
8 Strain is lineage.

9 'Whiles that his mountain sire,-on mountain standing,

Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun. There is much childish. misunderstanding of this pas sage in the notes. Steevens is right when he says that, 6 the outside of the Roman Brutus.' Warbur-divested of its poetical finery, it means that the king ton has a strained explanation of this passage. Shakspeare's meaning is explained by the following lines in The Rape of Lucrece :

Brutus, who pluck'd the knife from Lucrece' side, Seeing such emulation in their woe,

stood upon a hill, with the sun shining over his head, to
see the battle; as before described in the first scene of
the play.

10 i. e. what is allotted him by destiny.
11 i. e. bark; the sportsman's term.

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