Obrázky stránek

I will to dinner.

Wor. Yea, but a little charge wil Mort. Peace, cousin Percy; you will make him here, mad.

And on this north side win this cape Glend. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. And then he runs straight and even. Hot. Why, so can 1; or so can any man:

Hot. I'll have it so; a little charge But will they come, when you do call for them? Glend. I will not have it alter'd.

Glend. Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command Hot. The devil.

Glend. No, nor you shall not. Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, lo shame the devil, Hot.

Who shall By telling truth ; Tell truth, and shame the devil. -- Glend. Why, that will l. I thou have power to raise him, bring him hither, Hot.

Let me not understa And I'll be sworn, I have power to shame him hence Speak it in Welsh. 0, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil. Glend. I can speak English, lord, as Mort. Come, come,

For I was train'd up in the English c No more of this unprofitable chat.

Where, being but young, I framed to Glend. Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke Many an English ditty, lovely well, made head

And gave the tongue a helpful ornam Against my power: thrice from the banks of Wye, A virtue that was never seen in you. And sandy-bottom'd Severn, have I sent him, Hol. Marry, and I'm glad of it with Bootless' home, and weather-beaten back. I had rather be a kitten, and cry-me Hot. Home without boots, and in foul weather Than one of these same metre ballad too!

I had rather hear a brazen canstick How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name? Or a dry wheel grate on an axle-tree Glend. Come, here's the map; Shall we divide And that would set my teeth nothing our right,

Nothing so much as mincing poetry According to our three-fold order ta'en ? 'Tis like the fore'd gate of a shuffling Mort. The archdeacon hath divided it

Glend. Come, you shall have Trer Into three limits, very equally:

Hol. I do not care: I'll give thrice England, from Trent and Severn hitherto, To any well-deserving friend; By south and enst, is to my part assign'da But, in the way of bargain, mark ye All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore, I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair. And all the fertile land within that bound, Are the indentures drawn? shall we To Owen Glendower :-and, dear coz, to you

Glend. The moon shines fair, you The remnant northward, lying off from Trent.

night : And our indenturcs tripartite are drawn: l'll haste the writer, and, withal, Which being sealed interchangeably,

Break with your wives of your depa (A business that this night may execute,) I am afraid, my daughter will run ma To-morrow, cousin Percy, you, and I,

So much she doteth on her Mortimer And my good lord of Worcester, will set forth, Morl. Fie, cousin Percy! how To meet your father, and the Scottish power,'

father! As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury.

Hot. I cannot choose: sometimes My father Glendower is not ready yet,

With telling me of the moldwarp'o a Nor shall we need his help

these fourteen days:- or the dreamer Merlin and his proph Within that space, [To Glend.) you may have And of a dragon and a finless fish, drawn together

A clip-wing'd griffin, and a moulten Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentlemen. A couching lion, and a ramping cat,

Glend. A shorter time shall send me to you, lords, And such a deal of skimble-skamble And in my conduct shall your ladies come: As puts me from my faith. I tell you From whom you now must steal, and take no leave; He held me, but last night, at least n For there will be a world of water shed,

In reckoning up the several devils' na Upon the parting of your wives and you. That were his lackeys: I eried, Hol. Methinks, my moiety, north from Burton well,-go to, here,

But mark'd him not a word. O, he's In quantity equals not one of yours :

As is a tired horse, a railing wife; See, how ihis river comes me cranking in, Worse than a smoky house :- I had And cuts me, from the best of all my land, With cheese and garlic, in a windmi A huge hall moon, a monstrous caniles out. Than feed on cates," and have him I'll have the current in this place damm'd up; In any summer-house in Christendor And here the smug and silver Trent shall run,

Mort. In faith, he is a worthy gent In a new channel, fair and evenly:

Exceedingly well read, and profited I shall not wind with such a deep indent, In strange concealments ;" valiant a To rob me of so rich a bottom here.

And wond'rous affable; and as boun Glend. Not wind ? it shall, it must; you see, it As mines of India. Shall I tell you, doth.

He holds your temper in a high respo Mort. Yea,

And curbs himself even of his natura But mark, how he bears his course, and runs When you do cross his humour ; fail me up

I warrant you, that man is not alive, With like advantage on the other side ;

Might so have tempted him as you ha Geldinga the opposed continent as much, Without the taste of danger and repr · As on the other side it takes from you.

But do not use it oft, let me entreal

Wor. In faith, my lord, you are loo (1) Unsuccessful. (2) Three copies. (3) Force. (4) Part.

(5) Corner. (6) Cutting. (9) Break the matter. (10) (7) Candlestick. (8) The writer of the articles. (11) Dainties.

(12) S

[ocr errors][ocr errors][ocr errors][ocr errors]

with you,

And since your coming hither have done enough Hot. Now I perceive, the devil understands To put him quite beside his patience.

Welsh ; You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault : And 'tis no marvel, he's so humorous. Though sometimes it show greatness, courage, blood, By'r lady, he's a good musician. (And that's the dearest grace it renders you,) Lady P. Then should you be nothing but muYet ostentimes it doth present harsh rage, sical ; for you are altogether governed by humours. Defect of manners, want of government,

Lie still, ye thief, and hear the lady sing in Welsh. Pride, haughliness, opinion, and disdain :

Hot. I had rather hear Lady, my brach,“ howl The least of which, haunting a nobleman, in Irish. Loseth men's hearts; and leaves behind a stain Lady P. Would'st thou have thy head broken? Upon the beauty of all parts besides,

Hot. No. Beguiling them of commendation.

Lady P. Then be still. Hol. Well, I am school'd; good manners be Hot. Neither ; 'tis a woman's fault. your speed !

Lady P. Now God help thee !
Here come our wives, and let us take our leave. Hot. To the Welsh lady's bed.
Re-enter Glendower, with the Ladies. Lady P. What's that ?

Hot. Peace! she sings.
Mort. This is the deadly spite that angers me,
My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh.

A Welsh SONG sung by Lady M.
Glend. My daughter weeps ; she will not part

Hot. Come, Kate, I'll have your song too. She'll be a soldier too, she'll to the wars.

Lady. P. Not mine, in good sooth. Mort. Good father, tell her,—that she, and my like a comfit-maker's wife! Not you, in good sooth;

Hot. Not yours, in good sooth! 'Heart, you swear aunt Percy, Shall follow in your conduct' speedily.

and, As true as I live ; and, As God shall mend (Glendower speaks to his daughter in Welsh, me; and, As sure as day: and she answers him in the same.

And giv'st such sarcenet surety for thy oaths, Glend. She's desperate here ; a peevish sell- As if thou never wall’dst further than Finsbury." will'd harlotry,

Swear me, Kate, like a lady, as thou art, One no persuasion can do good upon.

A good mouth-filling oath; and leave in sooth, (Lady M. speaks to Mortimer in Welsh. And such protest of pepper-gingerbread, Morl. I understand thy looks: that pretty Welsh To velvet-guards, and Sunday-citizens. Which thou pourest down from these swelling Come, sing, heavens,

Lady P. I will not sing. I am too perfect in ; and, but for shame,

Hot. 'Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be redIn such a parley would I answer thee.

breast teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I'll

(Lady M. speaks. away within these two hours; and so come in when I understand thy kisses, and thou mire,

(Erit. And that's a feeling disputation :

Glend. Come, come, lord Mortimer; you are as But I will never be a truant, love,

slow, Till I have learn’d thy language; for thy tongue

As hot lord Percy is on fire to go. Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn'd,

By this our book's drawn: we'll but seal, and then Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower,

To horse immediately.

Mort. With ravishing division to her lute.?

With all my heart. (Exe. Glend. Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad. SCENE II.-London. A room in the palace. En

(Lady M. speaks again. Mort. O, I am ignorance itself in this.

ter King Henry, Prince of Wales, and Lords. Glend. She bids you Upon the wanton rushes lay you down,

K. Hen. Lords, give us leave; the prince of

Wales and
And rest your gentle head upon her lap,
And she will sing the song that pleaseth you,

Must have some conference: But be near at hand, And on your eye-lids crown the god of sleep,

For we shall presently have need of you.Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness;

(Exeunt Lords. Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep,

I know not whether God will have it so, As is the difference betwixt day and night,

For some displeasing service I have done,

That in his secret doom out of my blood
The hour before the heavenly-harness'à team
Begins his golden progress in the east.

He'll breed revengement and a scourge for me; Mort. With all my heart I'll sit, and hear her But

thou dost in thy passages of life, sing:

Make me believe, that thou art only mark'd By that time will our book," I think, be drawn.

For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven, 'Glend. Do so;

To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else, And those musicians that shall play to you,

Could such inordinate, and low desires, Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence;

Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean atYet straight they shall be here; sit, and attend.'

tempts," Hol. Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down:

Such barren pleasures, rude society, Come, quick, quick; that I may lay my head in thy As thou art match'd withal, and grafted to, lap.

Accompany the greatness of thy blood, Lady P. Go, ye giddy goose.

And hold their level with thy princely heart?

P. Hen. So please your majesty, I would I could Glendower speaks some Welsh words, and then the Quit all offences with as clear excuse, music plays.

As well as, I am doubtless, I can purge 1) Guard, escort.

(4) Hound. (5) In Moorfields. A compliment to queen Elizabeth.

(6) Laced velvet, the finery of cockneys. Our paper of conditions.

(7) Unworthy undertakings.

ye will.

Myself of many I am charg'd withal :

Which now doth that I would not have it do, Yet such extenuation let me beg,

Make blind itself with foolish tenderness. As, in reproof of many tales devis'd,

P. Hen. I shall hereafter, my thrice-gracious lord,
Which of the ear of greatness needs must hear,- Be more myself.
By smiling pick-thanks' and base newsmongers,

K. Hen. For all the world,
I may, for some things true, wherein my youth As thou art to this hour, was Richard then
Hath faulty wander'd and irregular,

When I from France set foot at Ravenspurg; Find pardon on my true submission.

And even as I was then, is Percy now, K. Hen. God pardon thee !-yet let me wonder, Now by my sceptre, and my soul to boot, Harry,

He hath more worthy interest to the state, At thy affections, which do hold a wing

Than thou, the shadow of succession ; Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors. For, of no right, nor colour like to right, Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost, He doth till fields with harness in the realm; Which by thy younger brother is supplied ; Turns head against the lion's armed jaws; And art almosi an alien to the hearts

And, being no more in debt to years than thou, Of all the court and princes of my blood : Leads ancient lords and reverend bishops on, The hope and expectation of thy time

To bloody battles, and to bruising arms. Is ruin'd; and the soul of every man

What never-dying honour hath he got Prophetically does fore-think thy fall.

Against renowned Douglas ; whose high deeds, Had I so lavish of my presence been,

Whose hot incursions, and great name in arins, So common-hackney'd in the eyes of men,

Holds from all soldiers chief majority, So stale and cheap to vulgar company;

And military title capital, Opinion, that did help me to the crown,

Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ? Had still kept loyal to possession ;?

Thrice halh this Hotspur Mars in swathing clothes, And left me in reputeless banishment,

This infant warrior, in his enterprises A fellow of no mark, nor likelihood.

Discomfitied great Douglas : ta'en him once, By being seldom seen, I could not stir,

Enlarged him, and made a friend of him, But, like a comet, I was wonder'd at:

To fill'ihe mouth of deep defiance up,
That men would tell their children, This is he : and shake the peace a d safety of our throne.
Others would say,-Where ? which is Bolingbroke? And what say you to th.s? Percy, Northumberland,
And then I stole all courtesy from heaven, The archbishop's grace of York, Douglas, Moró
And dress'd myself in such hunnility,

That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts, Capitulate against us, and are up.
Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths, Bui wherefore do I tell these news to thee?
Even in the presence of the crowned king. Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes,
Thus did I keep my person fresh, and new ; Which art my near’st and deareste enemy?
My presence, like a robe pontifical,

Thou that ari like enough,-through vassal sear, Ne'er seen,

but wonder'd at: and so my state, Base inclination, and the start of spleen,Seldom, but sumptuous, showed like a feast ; To fight against me under Percy's pay, And won, by rareness, such solemnity:

To dog his heels, and court'sy at his (rowns, The skipping king, he ambled up and down To show how much degenerate thou art. With shallow jesters, and rash bavind wits,

P. Hen. Do not think so, you shall not find it so; Soon kindled, and soon burn'd: carded his state ; And God forgive them, that have so much sway'd Mingled his royalty with capering fools ; Your majesty's good thoughts away from me! Had his great name profaned with their scorns; I will redeem all this on Percy's head, And gave his countenance, against his name, And, in the closing of some glorious day, To laugh at gibing boys, and stand the push' Be bold to tell you, that I am your son; Of every beardless vain comparative:*

When I will wear a garment all of blood, Grew a companion to the common streets, And stain my favours in a bloody mask, Enfeoff”ds himself to popularity :

Which, wash'd away, shall scour my shame with it That being daily swaliow'd by men's eyes,

And that shall be the day, whene'er it lights, They surfeited with honey; and began

That this same child of honour and renown, To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little This gallant Hotspur, this all-praised knight, More than a little is by much too much.

And your unthought-of Harry, chance to meet : So, when he had occasion to be seen,

For every honour sitting on his helm, He was but as a cuckoo is in June,

'Would ihey were multitudes; and on my head Heard, not regarded ; seen, but with such eyes, My shames redoubled! for the time will come, As, sick and blunted with community,

That I shall make this northern youth exchange Afford no extraordinary gaze,

His glorious deeds for my indignities. Such as is bent on sun-like majesty

Percy is but my factor, good my lord, When it shines seldom in admiring eyes : To engross up glorious deeds on my behall; But rather drowz'd, and hung their eye-lids down, And I will call him to so strict account, Slept in his face, and render'd such aspect That he shall render every glory up, As cloudy men use to their adversaries;

Yea, even the slightest worship of his time, Being with his presence glutted, gorg'd, and full. Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart. And in that very line, Harry, stand'st thou: This, in the name of God, I promise here: For thou hast lost thy princely privilege, The which if he be pleas'd I shall perform, With vile participation; not an eye

I do beseech your majesty, may salve But is a-weary of thy common sight,

The long-grown wounds of my intemperance: Save mine, which hath desir'd to see thee more; If not, the end of lise cancels all bands ;' (1) Officious parasites.

(3) Brushwood. (4) Rival. (5) Possessed. (2) True to him that had then possession of the (6) Armour. (7) Combine. (8) Most fatal.

(9) Bonds.


[ocr errors]

And I will die a hundred thousand deaths, lignis fatuus, or a ball of wildőre, there's no purEre break the smallest parcel' of this vow. chase in money, 0, thou art a perpetual triumph,

K. Hen. A hundred thousand rebels die in this :- :-- an everlasting bonfire-light! Thou hast saved me Thou shalt have charge, and sovereign trust, herein. a thousand marks in links and torches, walking Enter Blunt.

with thee in the night, betwixt tavern and tavern:

but the sack that thou hast drunk me, would have How now, good Blunt? thy looks are full of speed. bought me lights as good cheap, at the dearest Blunt. So hath the business that I come to chandler's in Europe. I have maintained that speak of.

salamander of yours with fire, any time this two Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word, - and thirty years; Heaven reward me for it! That Douglas, and the English rebels, met, Bard. "Sblood, I would my face were in your The eleventh of this month, at Shrewsbury: belly! A mighty and a fearful head they are,

Fal. God-a-mercy! so should I be sure to be If promises be kept on every hand,

heart-burned. As ever offer'd foul play in a state.

Enter Hostess.
K. Hen. The earl of Westmoreland set forth

How now, dame Partlet the hen ?' have you in.
With him my son, lord John of Lancaster; quired yet, who pick'd my pocket ?
For this advertisement is five days old :--

Host. Why, sir John ! what do you think, sir On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set John? Do you think I keep thieves in my house? I Forward; on Thursday, we ourselves will march: have searched, I have inquired, so has my husband, Our meeting is Bridgnorth: and, Harry, you man by man, boy by boy, servant by servant : thé Shall march through Glostershire ; by which ac- tithe of a hair was never lost in my house before. count,

Fal. You lie, hostess ; Bardolph was shaved, and
Our business valued, some twelve days hence lost many a hair: and I'll be sworn, my pocket was
Our general forces at Bridgnorth shall meet. picked: Go to, you are a woman, go.
Our hands are full of business : let's away; Host. Who, I? I defy thee: I'was never called
Advantage feeds him fat,' while men delay.' (Ere. so in mine own house before.
SCENE III-Eastcheap. A room in the Boar's

Fal. Go to, I know you well enough.
Head Tavern. Enter Falstaff and Bardolph.

Host. No, sir John; you do not know me, sir

John: I know you, sir John : you owe me money, Fal. Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely since sir John, and now you pick a quarrel to beguile me this last action?' do I not bate? do I not dwindle ? of it: I bought you a dozen of shirts to your back. Why, my skin hangs about me like an old lady's Fal. Dowlas, filthy do wlas: I have given them loose gown; I am wither'd like an old apple-John. a way to bakers' wives, and they have made bolters Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in of them. some liking;* I shall be out of heart shortly, and

Host. Now, as I am a true woman, holland of then I shall have no strength to repent. An I have eight shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, not forgotten what the inside of a church is made sir John, for your dict, and by drinkings, and of, I am a pepper-corn, a brewer's horse: the inside money lent vou, four and twenty pound. of a church! Company, villanous company, bath

Fal. He had his part of it; let him pay.. been the spoil of me.

Host. He? alas, he is poor; he hath nothing. Bard. Sir John, you are so fretsul, you cannot

Fal. How! poor? look upon his face; What call live long.

you rich? let them coin his nose, let them coin his Fal. Why, there is it :-come, sing me a bawdy checks ; I'll not pay a denier. What, will you make song; make me merry, I was as virtuously given, a younker of me? shall I not take mine ease in mine as a gentleman need to be ; virtuous enough: swore inn, but I shall have my pocket picked ? I have little, diced, not above seven times a week; went lost a seal-ring of my grandfather's, worth forty to a bawdy-house, not above once in a quarter- mark. of an hour; paid money that I borrowed, three or Host. O Jesu! I have heard the prince tell him, four times; lived well, and in good compass: and I know not how oft, that that ring was copper. now I live out of all order, out of all compass.

Fal. How! the prince is a Jack,' a sneak-cup; Bard. Why, you are só fat, sir John, that you and, if he were here, I would cudgel him like a must needs be out of all compass; out of all rea-dog, if he would say so. sonable compass, sir John. Fal. Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my

Enter Prince Henry and Poins, marching. . Fal

staff meets the Prince, playing on his truncheon life: Thou art our admiral,' thou bearest the lan

like a fife. tern in the poop,-but 'tis in the nose of thee; thou art the knight of the burning lamp.

Fal. How now, lad ? is the wind in that door, Bard. Why, sir John, my face does you no harm. i'faith? must we ali march?

Fal. No, I'll be sworn; I make as good use of Bard. Yea, two and two, Newgate-fashion. it as many a man doth of a death's head, or a me- Host. My lord, I pray you, hear me. mento mori : I never see thy face, but I think upon P. Hen. What sayest thou, mistress Quickly? hell-fire, and Dives that lived in purple ; for there How does thy husband ? I love him well, he is an he is in his robes, burning, burning: If thou wert honest man. any way given to virtue, I would swear by thy Host. Good my lord, hear me. face; my oath should be, By this fire: but thou Fal. Pr’ythee, let her alone, and list to me. altogether given over; and wert indeed, but for P. Hen. What sayest thou, Jack? the light in thy face, tbe son of utter darkness. Fal. The other night I fell asleep here behind When thou ran'st up Gads-hill in the night to catch the arras, and had my pocket picked : this house, my horse, if I did not think thou hadst been an

(6) In the story-book of Reynard the Fox. (1) Part. (2) Intelligence. (3) Feeds himself. 17) A term of contempt frequently used by (4) Have some flesh. (5) Admiral's ship. Shakspeare.

18 turned bawdy-house, they pick pockets. poor Jack Falstaff do, in the days of villany? Thcu P. Hen. What didst thou lose, Jack?

seest, I have more flesh than another man; and Fal. Wilt thou believe me, Hal? three or four therefore more frailty. ---You confess then, you bonds of forty pound a-piece, and a seal-ring of my picked my pocket? grandfather's.

P. Hen. It appears so by the story. P. Hen. A triflc, some eight-penny matter. Fal. Hostess, I forgive thee : Go, make ready

Host. So I told him, my lord ; and I said, I breakfast; love thy husband, look to thy servants, heard your grace say so: And, my lord, he speaks cherish thy guests: thou shalt find me tractable to most vilely of you, like a foul-mouthed'man as he any honest reason: tbou seest, I am pacified.-Still ? ws; and said, he would cudgel you.

- Nay, pr’ythee, be gone. (Erit Hostess.] Now, P. IIen. What! he did not ?

Hal, to the news at court: for the robbery, lad, Host. There's neither faith, truth, nor woman- How is that answered ? nood in me else.

P. Hen. O, my sweet beer, I must still be good P. Hen. There's no more faith in thee than in a angel to thee:- 1'he money is paid back again. stewed prune; nor no more truth in thee, than in Fal. 0, I do not like that paying back, 'tis 2 a drawn fox; and for womanhood, maid Marian' double labour. may be the deputy's wise of the ward to thee. Go, P. Ilen. I am good friends with my father, and you thing, go.

may do any thing: Host. Say, what thing? what thing?

Fal. Rob me the exchequer the first thing thou Fal. What thing? why, a thing to thank God on. doest, and do it with unwashed hands too.

Host. I am no thing to thank God on, I would Bard. Do, my lord. thou should'st know it; I am an honest man's wife: P. Hen. l' have procured thee, Jack, a charge and, setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave of foot. to call me so.

Fal, I would, it had been of horse. Where shall Fal. Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a I find one that can steal well? O for a fine thief, of beast to say otherwise.

the age of two and twenty, or thereabouts! I am Ilost. Say, what beast, thou knave thou ? heinously unprovided. Well, God be thanked for Fal. What bcast ? why, an otter.

these rebels, they offend none but the virtuous; I P. Hen. An otter, sir John? why an otter ? laud them, I praise them. Fal. Why? she's neither fish, nor flesh; a man

P. Hen. Bardolphknows not where to have her.

Bard. My lord. Host. Thou art an unjust man in saying so;

P. Hen. Go bear this letter to lord John of thou or any man knows where to have me, thou Lancaster, knave thou !

My brother John ; this to my lord of WestmoreP. Hen. Thou sayest true, hostess; and he slan

land. ders thee most grossly.

Go, Poins, to horse, to horse ; for thou, and I, Host. So he doth you, my lord ; and said this Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner-time. other day, you ought him a thousand pound. Jack,

P. Hen. Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand pound ? Meet me to morrow i'the Temple hall,

Fal. A thousand pound, Hal? a million : ihy love At two o'clock i'the afternoon: is worth a million; thou owest me thy love. There shalt thou know thy charge; and there

Flost. Nay, my lord, he called you Jack, and receive said, he would cudgel you.

Money, and order for their furniture. Fal. Did I, Bardolph?

The land is burning ; Percy stands on high; Bard. Indeed, sir John, you said so.

And either they, or we, must lower lie. Fal. Yea; if he said, my ring was copper.

(Exeunt Prince, Poins, and Bardolph. P. Hen. I say, 'tis copper : Darest thou be as Fal. Rare words! brave world !--Hostess, good as thy word now?

my breakfast, come:Fal. Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but O, I could wish, this lavern were my drum. (Eril. man, I dare: but, as thou art prince, I fear thee, as I fear the roaring of the lion's whelp.

P. Hen. And why not, as the lion ?
Fal. The king himself is to be feared as the lion:

ACT IV. Dost thou think, I'll fear thee as I fear thy father ? nay, 'un I do, I pray God, my girdle break! SCENE 1.-The rebel camp, near Shrewsbury.

P. Hen. O, if it should, how would thy guts fall about thy knées ! But, sirrah, there's no room for

Enter Hotspur, Worcester, and Douglas. faith, truth, nor honesty, in this bosom of thine: it Hot. Well said, my noble Scot: If speaking truth, is filled up with guts, and midriff. Charge an In this fine age, were not thought flattery, honest woman with picking thy pocket! Why, thou Such attribution should the Douglas: have, whoreson, impudent, embossed: rascal, if there As not a soldier of this season's stamp were any thing in thy pocket but tavern-reckonings, Should go so general current through the world. memorandums of bawdy-houses, and one poor By heaven, I cannot flatter; 1 defy penny-worth of sugar-candy, to make thee long- The tongues of soothers; but a braver place winded ; if thy pocket were enriched with any In my heart's love, hath no man than yourself: other injuries but these, I am a villain. And yet Nay, task me to the word ; approve me, lord. you will stand to it; you will not pocket up wrong: Doug. Thou art the king of honour : Art thou not ashamed ?

No man so potent breathes upon the ground, Fal. Dost thou hear, Hal ? thou knowest, in the But I will beards him. stato of innocency, Adam fell; and what should Hot.

Do so, and 'tis well :(1) A man dressed like a woman, who attends (3) This cxpression is applied by way of premorris-dancers.

eminence to the head of the Douglas family, (2) Swoln, puffy.

(4) Disdain. (5) Meet him face to face.

« PředchozíPokračovat »