Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please you, Arch. I take your princely word for these redresses. P. John. I give it you, and will maintain my word; And thereupon I drink unto your grace. Hast. Go, captain, [To an Officer.] 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 Officer. Arch. To you, my noble lord of Westmoreland. West. I pledge your grace: And, if you knew what pains I have bestow'd, to breed this present peace, I am glad of it: Arch. I do not doubt you. West. Health to my lord, and gentle cousin, Mowbray. Mowb. You wish me health in very happy sea son; For I am, on the sudden, something ill. Arch. Against ill chances, men are ever merry; But heaviness foreruns the good event. West. Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden sorrow Serves to say thus,-some good thing comes to morrow. truc. Arch. Believe me, I am passing light in spirit. Mowb. So much the worse, if your own rule be [Shouts within. P. John. The word of peace is render'd; Hark, how they shout! Mowb. This had been cheerful after victory. Arch. A peace is of the nature of a conquest; For then both parties nobly are subdued, And neither party loser. P. John. Go, my lord, And let our army be discharged too.Exit WESTMORELAND. And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains March by us; that we may peruse the men We should have cop'd withal Arch. Go, good lord Hastings, And, ere they be dismiss'd, let them march by. [Ecit HASTINGS. P. John. I trust, my lord, we shall lie to-night together. Re-enter WESTMORELAND. Will not go off until they hear you speak. East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up, I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason:- Mowb. Is this proceeding just and honorable? P. John. Arch. Will you thus break your faith? I pawn'd thee none: I promis'd you redress of these same grievances, Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honor, I will perform with a most Christian care. But, for you, rebels,-look to taste the due Meet for rebellion, and such acts as yours. Most shallowly did you these arms commence, Fondly brought here, and foolishly sent hence.Strike up our drums, pursue the scatter'd stray; Heaven, and not we, have safely fought to-day.Some guard these traitors to the block of death, Treason's true bed, and yielder up of breath. Foolishly. [Exeunt. SCENE III-Another Part of the Forest. Alarums: Excursions: Enter FALSTAFF and COLE. VILE, meeting. Fal. What's your name, sir? of what condition are you; and of what place, I pray? Cole. I am a knight, sir; and my name is-Cole vile 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; so shall you still be Colevile of the dale. Cole. Are not you sir John Falstaff! Fal. As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye yield, sir? or shall I sweat for you? If I do sweat, they are drops of the lovers, and they weep for thy death: therefore rouse up fear and trembling, and do observance to my mercy. Cole. I think you are sir John Falstaff: and, in that thought, yield me. Fal. I have a whole school 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 simply the most active fellow in Europe: My womb, my womb, my womb, undoes me.-Here comes our general. Enter PRINCE JOHN of Lancaster, WESTMORELAND, and others. P. John. The heat is past, follow no further now;Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.[Exit WESTMORELAND. Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while? When every thing is ended, then you come: These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life, One time or other break some gallows' back. Fal. I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus; I never knew yet, but rebuke and check was the reward of valor. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet? have I, in my poor and old motion, the expedition of thought! I have speeded hither with the very extremest inch of possibility: I have foundered nine-score and odd posts; and here, travel-tainted as I am, have, in my pure and immaculate valor, taken sir John Colevile of the dale, a most furious knight and valorous enemy: But what of that? he saw me, and yielded; that I may justly say with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, I came, saw, and overcame. P. John. It was more of his courtesy than your deserving. Fal. I know not; here he is, and here I yield him: and I beseech your grace let it be booked with the rest of this day's deeds; or by the Lord, I will have it in a particular ballad else, with mine own picture on the top of it, Colevile kissing my foot: To the which course, if I be enforced, if you do not all show like gilt two-pences to me; and I, in the clear sky of fame, o'ershining you as much as the full moon doth the cinders of the element, which shew like pins' heads to her; believe not the word of the noble: Therefore let me have right, and let desert mount. P. John. Thine's too heavy to mount. P. John. Thine's too thick to shine. do me good, and call it what you will. Fal. Let it do something, my good lord, that may P. John. Is thy name Colevile? Cole. It is, my lord. P. John. A famous rebel art thou, Colevile. Fal. And a famous true subject took him. Cole. I am, my lord, but as my betters are, That led me hither: had they been ruled by me, You should have won them dearer than you have. Fal. I know not how they sold themselves: but thank thee for thee. thou, like a kind fellow, gavest thyself away; and I Re-enter WESTMORELAND. P. John. Now, have you left pursuit? West. Retreat is made, and execution stay'd. P. John. Send Colevile, with his confederates, To York, to present execution: Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard him sure. [Exeunt some with COLEVILE. And now despatch we toward the court, my lords I hear, the king my father is sore sick: Julius Cæsar. Our news shall go before us to his majesty,- Fal. My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go Shall better speak of you than you deserve. [Exit. Fal. I would, you had but the wit: 'twere better than your dukedom.-Good faith, this same young sober-blooded boy doth not love me; nor a man cannot make him laugh;-but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine. There's never any of these demure boys come to any proof: for thin drink doth so over-cool their blood, and making many fishmeals, that they fall into a kind of male green-sickness; and then, when they marry, they get wenches: they are generally fools and cowards; which some of us should be too, but for inflammation. A good sherris-sack hath a two-fold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain; dries me there all the foolish, and dull, and crudy vapors which environ it; makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes; which delivered o'er to the voice, (the tongue,) which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second property of your excellent sherris is,-the warming of the blood; which, before cold and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice: but the sherris warms it, and makes it course from the inward to the parts extreme. It illumineth the face; which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm; and then the vital commoners, and inland petty spirits, muster me all to their captain, the heart; who, great, and puffed up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage: and this valor comes of sherris: So that skill in the weapon is nothing, without sack; for that sets it a-work: and learning, a mere hoard of gold, kept by a devil; till sack commences it,8 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 endeavor 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 ful end Cla. What would my lord and father? K. Hen. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of How chance, thou art not with the prince, thy He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas; Cla. I shall observe him with all care and love. Cla. He is not there to-day; he dines in London. Cla. With Poins, and other his continual fol- K. Hen. Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds; War. My gracious lord, you look beyond him The prince but studies his companions, To this debate that bleedeth at our doors, War. Both which we doubt not but your majesty K. Hen. Humphrey, my son of Gloster K. Hen. And how accompanied? with him? In my present temper. Brings it into action. 7 Inventive. An allusion to the old use of sealing with soft wax. 1 Ready, prepared. By which his grace must mete the lives of others; K. Hen. 'Tis seldom, when the bee doth leave In the dead carrion.-Who's here? Westmoreland? K. Hen. O Westmoreland, thou art a summerbird, Which ever in the haunch of winter sings Har. From enemies heaven keep your majesty; Will fortune never come with both hands full, 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. serve Unfather'd heirs, and loathly birds of nature; over. Cla. The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb between:7 And the old folk, time's doting chronicles, Into some other chamber: softly, 'pray. [They convey the KING into an inner part of the room, and place him on a bed. Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends; Unless some dull and favorable hand Will whisper music to my weary spirit. War. Call for the music in the other room. How doth the king? P. Humph. Exceeding ill. Tell it him. Heard he the good news yet? P. Humph. He alter'd much upon the hearing it. P. Hen If he be sick With joy, he will recover without physic. The king your father is dispos'd to sleep. & Wall. Yet not so sound, and half so deeply sweet, This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep [Putting it on his head. Which heaven shall guard: And put the world's whole strength Into one giant arm, it shall not force [Exit. Cla. K. Hen. Why did you leave me here alone, my lords? Cla. We left the prince my brother here, my liege, Who undertook to sit and watch by you." K. Hen. The prince of Wales? Where is he? let me see him: He is not here. War. This door is open; he is gone this way. P. Humph. He came not through the chamber where we stay'd. K. Hen. Where is the crown? who took it from my pillow? War. When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here. K. Hen. The prince hath ta'en it hence:-go, seek him out; Is he so hasty, that he doth suppose This part of his conjoins with my disease, How quickly nature falls into revolt, For this the foolish over-careful fathers Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care, Their bones with industry; For this they have engrossed and piled up Our thighs packed with wax, our mouths with honey, We bring it to the hive; and, like the bees, War. My lord, I found the prince in the next room, Re-enter PRINCE HENRY. Lo, where he comes.-Come hither to me, Harry:Depart the chamber, leave us here alone. [Exeunt CLARENCE, PRINCE HUMPHREY, Lords, &c. Make me afraid. P. Hen. I never thought to hear you speak again. I stay too long by thee, I weary thee. What! canst thou not forbear me half an hour? Give that, which gave thee life, unto the worms, Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride; Heaven put it in thy mind to take it hence, Come hither, Harry; sit thou by my bed, I met this crown; and I myself know well, My gain of it by their assistance; Down, royal state! all you sage counsellors, hence! Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort; And to the English court assemble now, Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum: The moist impediments unto my speech, But thou, most fine, most honor'd, most renown'd, liege, Accusing it, I put it on my head; To try with it,-as with an enemy, That had before my face murder'd my father,- But if it did infect my blood with joy, • Confirmed my opinion. A term used in describing the fineness of gold.. So thou the garland wear'st successively. Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green; friends, Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out; You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me; K. Hen. Look, look, here comes my John of P. John. Health, peace, and happiness to my K. Hen. Thou bring'st me happiness, and peace, But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown My lord of Warwick! It had been prophesied to me many years, I should not die but in Jerusalem; [Exeunt. 8 Purchase, in Shakspeare, frequently means stolen goods ACT V. SCENE I.-Gloucestershire. A Hall in Shallow's would curry with master Shallow, that no man House. Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and Page. Shal. By cock and pye, sir, you shall not away to-night.- What, Davy, I say! Fal. You must excuse me, master Robert Shallow. Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be excused; excuses shall not be admitted; there is no excuse shall serve; you shall not be excused. Why, Davy! Davy. Here, sir. Enter DAVY. Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy,-let me see, Davy; let me see:-yea, marry, William cook, bid him come hither.-Sir John, you shall not be excused. Davy. Marry, sir, thus;-those precepts cannot be served: and, again, sir,-Shall we sow the headland with wheat! Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook; Are there no young pigeons? Davy. Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's note, for shoeing and plough-irons. Shal. Let it be cast, and paid:-sir John, you shall not be excused. Davy. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be had.-And, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's wages, about the sack he lost the other day at Hinckley fair! Shal. He shall answer it:- -Some pigeons, Davy; a couple of short-legged hens; a joint of mutton; and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook. Davy. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir? Shal. Yes, Davy, I will use him well; A friend i'the court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves, and will backbite. Davy. No worse than they are back-bitten, sir; for they have marvellous foul linen. Shal. Well conceited, Davy. About thy business, Davy. Davy. I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of Wincot, against Clement Perkes of the hill. Shal. There are many complaints, Davy, against that Visor; that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge. Davy. I grant your worship, that he is a knave, sir: but yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some countenance at his friend's request. An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have served your worship truly, sir, this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The knave is my honest friend, sir; therefore, I beseech your worship, let him be countenanced. Shal. Go to; I say, he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy. [Exit DAVY.] Where are you, sir John? Come, off with your boots.-Give me your hand, master Bardolph. Bard. I am glad to see your worship. Shal. I thank thee with all my heart, kind master Bardolph:-and welcome, my tall fellow. [To the Page.] Come, sir John. [Exit SHALLOW. Ful. I'll follow you, good master Robert Shallow. Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page.] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four dozen of such bearded hermit's staves as master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to see the semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his: They, by observing him, do bear themselves like foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is turned into a justice-like serving man; their spirits are so married in conjunction with the participation of society, that they flock together in consent, like so many wild-geese. If I had a suit to master Shallow, I would humor his men with the imputation of being near their master: if to his men, I could better command his servants. It is certain, that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is caught as men take diseases, one of another: therefore, let men take heed of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this Shallow, to keep prince Harry in continual laughter, the wearingout of six fashions, (which is four terms, or two actions,) and he shall laugh without intervallums. O, it is much, that a lie, with a slight oath, and a jest, with a sad brow, will do with a fellow that never had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up. Shal. [Within.] Sir John! Fal. I come, master Shallow; I come, master Shallow. [Exit FALSTAFF. SCENE II.-Westminster. A Room in the Palace. Enter WARWICK, and the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE. War. How now, my lord chief Justice? whither away? Ch. Just. How doth the king? War. Exceeding well; his cares are now all ended. Ch. Just. I hope, not dead. And, to our purposes, he lives no more. War. Indeed, I think the young king loves you not. To welcome the condition of the time; Enter PRINCE JOHN, PRINCE HUMPHREY, CLARENCE, O, that the living Harry had the temper Is Ch. Just. Alas! I fear, all will be overturn'd. War. We do remember; but our argument P. John. Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy! Ch. Just. Peace be with us, least we be heavier! P. Humph. O, good my lord, you have lost a friend indeed: And I dare swear, you borrow not that face Of seeming sorrow; it is, sure, your own. P. John. Though no man be assur'd what grace to find, I am the sorrier; 'would 'twere otherwise. honor, Led by the impartial conduct of my soul; Enter KING HENRY V. Ch Just. Good-morrow; and heaven save your majesty! 2 A serious face. |