P. John. I like them all, and do allow them well; And swear here by the honour of my blood, My father's purposes have been mistook; And some about him have too lavishly Wrested his meaning, and authority.My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress’d.

West. If this may please you, Discharge your powers unto their several counties, As we will ours: and here, between the armies, Let us embrace; That all their eyes may bear those tokens home, Of our restored love and amity. Archb. I take your princely word for these re

dresses, P. John. I give it you, and will maintain my word,

Hast. Go, gentlemen, deliver to the army
This news of peace; let them have pay, and part:
I know, it will well please them. (Exeunt GENTLEMEN,
West. I have bestow'd great pains to breed this

My Lord Archbishop: but my love to you
Shall show itself more openly hereafter.
Archb. I do not doubt you.

(Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.]
P. John. The word of peace is render'd; hark,

their drums! Mow. This had been cheerful, aster victory.

Archb. A peace is of the nature of a conquest;
For then both parties nobly are subdu'd,
And neither party loser.

P. John. Go, my lord,
And let our army be discharged too.

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.


Archb. Go, good Lord Hastings,
And, ere they be dismiss’d, let them march by.

[Exit Hastings.
P. John. Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army

still ? West. The leaders, having charge from you to

stand, Will not go off until they hear you speak. · P. John. They know their duties.

Enter Hastings. Hast. My lord, our army is dispers'd already : Like youthful steers unyok'd, they take their courses East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up, Each hurries towards his home, and sporting place. West. Good tidings, my Lord Hastings; for the

which I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason :And you, Lord Archbishop,--and you, Lord Mowe

bray, Of capital treason I attach you both.

[The GUARDS surround, and disarm them, Mowb. Is this proceeding just and honourable ? Archb. Will you thus break your faith i

P. John. I pawu'd thee none; I promis'd you redress of these same grievances, Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour, 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. Some guard these traitors to the block of death ; Treason's true bed, and yielder up of breath. (Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.--Exeunt the


Enter FalstaFF.
P. John. Now, Falstaff, where have you been all

this wbile?
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 valour. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullct? I have speeded hither with the very extremest inch of possibility; and travel-tainted as I am, have, in my pure and immaculate valour, 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-nos'd fellow of Rome, --I came, saw, and overcame. P. John. It was more of his courtesy than your de

serving. And now despatch we toward the court, my lords ; I hear, the king my father is sore sick : Our news shall go before us to his majesty,– Which, cousin, you shall bear,—to comfort him ; And we with sober speed will follow you.

[Exeunt WestMORELAND, and Gentlemen. Fal. My lord, I beseech you, give mo leave to go through Glostershire: and, when you come to court, stand, my good lord, 'pray, in your good report. P. John. Fare you well, Falstaff: I, in my condi

tion, Shall better speak of you than you deserve. (Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.-Exeunt PRINCE

John, GENTLEMEN, and GUARDS. 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 overcool their blood, and making many fish meals, that they fall into a kind of male green-sickness; and then, when they marry, they gel wenches : they are generally fuols 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 vapours which environ it: makes it apprehensive, quick, forgettive, full of nimble, firy, and delectable shapes; which deliver'd 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 seltled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusilanimity and cowardice: but the sherris warms it, and makes it course from the inwards 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 valour 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, 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 to 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.




The King's Apartments.

KING HENRY, and Two Pages in waiting, discovered,

K. Hen. Who of you wait? - 1 Page. We are here, my gracious liege. K. Hen. Come nearer.- Is my son of Gloster, Hum

phrey, Yet gone to rest ?

2 Puge. Not yet, my liege; even now He parted hence, with prayers for your recovery.

K. Hen. Seek him, and bring him to us.

2 Page. We shall, my liege. [Exeunt Pages. - K. Hen. How many thousand of my poorest sub

jects Are at this hour asleep!--Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,

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