mences it, and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it that prince Harry is valiant: for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, steril, and bare land, manured, husbanded, and tilled, with excellent endeavour of drinking good, and good store of fertile sherris; 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 forswear thin potations, and addict themselves to sack. Enter BARDOLPH. How now, Bardolph ? Bard. The army is discharged all, and gone. Fal. Let them go. I'll through Glostershire; and there will I visit master Robert Shallow, esquire: I have him already tempering between my finger and my thumb, and shortly will I seal with him. Come away. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. Westminster. A Room in the Palace. Enter King HENRY, CLARENCE, Prince HUMPHREY, WARWICK, and Others. K. Hen. Now, lords, if heaven doth give successful end To this debate that bleedeth at our doors, 7 till sack commences it,] i. e. till sack gives it a beginning, brings it into action or perhaps, Shakspeare alludes to the Cambridge Commencement; and in what follows to the Oxford Act for by those different names our two universities have long distinguished the season at which each of them gives to her respective students a complete authority to use those hoards of learning which have entitled them to their several degrees in arts, law, physick, and divinity. 8 I have him already tempering, &c.] A very pleasant allusion to the old use of sealing with soft wax, We will our youth lead on to higher fields, War. Both which, we doubt not but your majesty Shall soon enjoy. K. Hen. Humphrey, my son of Gloster, Where is the prince your brother? P. Humph. I think, he's gone to hunt, my lord, at Windsor. K. Hen. And how accompanied? P. Humph. I do not know, my lord. K. Hen. Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him? P. Humph. No, my good lord; he is in presence here. Cla. What would my lord and father? K. Hen. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Cla rence. How chance, thou art not with the prince thy brother? He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas ; Thou hast a better place in his affection, Than all thy brothers: cherish it, my boy; And noble offices thou may'st effect Between his greatness and thy other brethren :- 9 Our navy is address'd,] i. e. our navy is ready, prepared. if he be observ'd ;] i. e. if he has respectful attention shown to him. 1 He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Yet notwithstanding, being incens'd, he's flint; As flaws congealed in the spring of day3. (As, force perforce, the age will pour it in,) As aconitum, or rash gunpowder 3. 2 Cla. I shall observe him with all care and love. K. Hen. Why art thou not at Windsor with him, Cla. He is not there to-day; he dines in London. humorous as winter,] That is, changeable as the weather of a winter's day. 3 congealed in the spring of day.] Alluding to the opinion of some philosophers, that the vapours being congealed in the air by cold, (which is most intense towards the morning,) and being afterwards rarified and let loose by the warmth of the sun, occasion those sudden and impetuous gusts of wind which are called flaws. WARBurton. 4 Mingled with venom of suggestion,] Though their blood be inflamed by the temptations to which youth is peculiarly subject. rash gunpowder.] Rash is quick, violent, sudden. This representation of the prince is a natural picture of a young man, whose passions are yet too strong for his virtues. JOHNSON. And he, the noble image of my youth, Is overspread with them: Therefore my grief The blood weeps from my heart, when I do shape, 6 War. My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite : The prince but studies his companions, Like a strange tongue: wherein, to gain the language, 'Tis needful, that the most immodest word Be look'd upon, and learn'd: which once attain'd, Your highness knows, comes to no further use, Shall as a pattern or a measure live, By which his grace must mete the lives of others; K. Hen. 'Tis seldom, when the bee doth leave her comb In the dead carrion".-Who's here? Westmoreland? Enter WESTMORELAND. West. Health to my sovereign! and new happiness Added to that that I am to deliver! Prince John, your son, doth kiss your grace's hand: 6 his affections-] His passions; his inordinate desires. 7 'Tis seldom, when the bee, &c.] As the bee having once placed her comb in a carcass, stays by her honey, so he that has once taken pleasure in bad company will continue to associate with those that have the art of pleasing him. JOHNSON. Mowbray, the bishop Scroop, Hastings, and all, K. Hen. O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird, Which ever in the haunch of winter sings The lifting up of day. Look! here's more news. Enter HARCOURT. Har. From enemies heaven keep your majesty; The earl Northumberland, and the lord Bardolph, K. Hen. And wherefore should these good news make me sick? Will fortune never come with both hands full, I should rejoice now at this happy news; : [Swoons. O my royal father! West. My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, look up! in his particular.] His is used for its, very frequently in the old plays. |