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Whereof take you one quarter into France,
And you withal shall make ali Gallia shake.
If we, with thrice that power left at home,
Cannot defend our own door from the dog,-
Let us be worried; and our nation lose
The name of hardiness, and policy.

K. Henry. Call in the messengers sent from the
Now are we well resolv'd: and,-by God's help;
And yours, the noble sinews of our power,-
France being ours, we'll bend it to our awe,
Or break it all to pieces: Or there we'll sit,
Ruling, in large and ample empery',
O'er France, and all her almost kingly dukedoms;
Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn,
Tombless, with no remembrance over them:
Either our history shall, with full mouth,
Speak freely of our acts; or else our grave,
Like Turkish mute, shall have a tongueless mouth,|
Not worshipp'd with a waxen epitaph.

Enter Ambassadors of France.
Now we are well prepar'd to know the pleasure
Of our fair cousin Dauphin; for, we hear,
Your greeting is from him, not from the king.
Amb. May't please your majesty, to give us leave
Freely to render what we have in charge;
Or shall we sparingly shew you far off
The Dauphin's meaning, and our embassy?
K. Henry. We are notyrant, but a Christianking:
Unto whose grace our passion is as subject,
As are our wretches fetter'd in our prisons:
Therefore, with frank and with uncurbed plainness,
Tell us the Dauphin's mind.

Amb. Thus then, in few.

Tell him, he hath made a match with such a

That all the courts of France will be disturb'd
With' chaces. And we understand him well,
5 How he comes o'er us with our wilder days,
Not measuring what use we made of them.
We never valu'd this poor seat of England;
And therefore, living hence, did give ourself
To barbarous licence; as 'tis ever common,
10 That men are merriest when they are from home.
But tell the Dauphin,-I will keep my state;
Be like a king, and shew my sail of greatness,
When I do rouse me in my throne of France:
For that I have laid by my majesty,

15 And plodded like a man for working-days;
But I will rise there with so full a glory,
That I will dazzle all the eyes of France,
Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us.
And tell the pleasant prince,-this mock of his
20 Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones'; and his soul
Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance
That shall fly with them: for many a thousand


Shall thishis mock mock out of their dear husbands; 25 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,

30 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,

[it.35 When thousands weep, more than did laugh at Convey them with safe conduct.-Fare you well. [Exeunt Ambis: ubs.

Your highness, lately sending into France,
Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right
Of your great predecessor, king Edward the third.
In answer of which claim, the prince our master
Says, that you savour too much of your youth;
And bids you be advis'd, there's nought in France,
Than can be with a nimble-galliard won;
You cannot revel into dukedoms there:
He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit,
This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this,
Desires you, let the dukedoms, that you claim,
Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks. 45
K. Henry. What treasure, uncle?
Ere. Tennis-balls, my liege.

Exe. This was a merry message.
K. Henry. We hope to make the senderblush at it.
40 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,
That this fair action may on foot be brought.

[with us; K.Henry. We are glad the Dauphinis so pleasant His present, and your pains, we thank you for: When we have match'd our rackets to these bails, 50 We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set, Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard·




2 A

Empery signifies dominion, but it is now an obsolete word, though formerly in general use. galliard was an ancient dance, now obsolete. Chace is a term at tennis. So is the hazard; a place in the tennis-court into which the ball is sometimes struck. i. e. not in the court, the place in which he is now speaking. When ordnance was first used, they discharged balls, not of iron, but

of stone.


Enter Chorus.

Cho. NOW all the youth of England are on


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 hilts unto the point,
With crowns, imperial crowns, and coronets,
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.

Bard. What, are ancient Pis yet?

Nym. For my part, I care no when time shall serve, there sh 5 that shall be as it may. I da will wink, and hold out mine i one; but what though? it will it will endure cold as another and there's the humour of it.


Bard. I will bestow a break friends; and we'll be all three France': let it be so, good cor

Nym. Faith, I will live so lo the certain of it; and, when 15 longer, I will do as I may: th is the rendezvous of it.


O England!-nodel to thy inward greatness,
Like little body with a mighty heart,-
What might'st thou do, that honour would thee do,
Were all thy children kind and natural!
But see thy fault! France hath in thee found out
A nest of hollow bosoms, which she fills [men,-
With treacherous crowns: and three corrupted
One, Richard earl of Cambridge; and the second, 25
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, 30
(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 play-house 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 not 'till then,
Unto Southampton do we shift our scene. [Exit.

Before Quickly's house in East-cheap.
Enter Corporal Nym, and Lieutenant Bardolph.
Bard. Well met, corporal.

Nym. Good morrow, lieutenant Bardolph.

Bard. It is certain, corporal to Nell Quickly: and, certai wrong; for you were troth-plig Nym. I cannot tell; things mu Men may sleep, and they may about them at that time; and, have edges. It must be as it ma be a tir'd mare, yet she will plo conclusions. Well, I cannot te

Enter Pistol and 2 Bard. Here comes ancient P -good corporal, be patient mine host Pistol?

Pist. Base tyke, call'st thou Now, by this hand I swear, I sc Nor shall my Nell keep lodger

Quick. No, by my troth, not not lodge and board a dozen o 35 women, that live honestly by needles, but it will be thought house straight.-O well-a-day, drawn now! We shall see wi murder committed.



Bard. Good lieutenant, go nothing here.

Nym. Pish!

Pist. Pish for thee, Iceland ear'd cur of Iceland!

Quick. Good corporal Nym, of a man, and put up thy sword. Nym. Will you shogo off? I


Pist. Solus, egregious dog! [50] The plus in thy most marvellou

Mr. Tollet says, that in the horse armoury in the Tower of London, Edwa sented with two crowns on his sword, alluding to the two kingdoms, France and 1 which he was crowned heir. Perhaps the poet took the thought from this represent which in our author generally signifies a display of gold, in the present instance mean 3 i. e. he who does great honour to the title. By the same kind of phraseology the u is called the Vice of kings, i. e. the opprobrium of them. To force a play, is to p compelling many circumstances into a narrow compass. That is, you shall pass the qualms of sea-sickness. "At this scene begins the connection of this play with King Henry IV. Dr. Johnson thinks we should read, We'll all go sworn brothers to all be sworn brothers in France. Tike is a small kind of dog. "We should read it is Pistol to whom he addresses himself. 10 Meaning, will you march, or go off?


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 talk; and Pistol's cock is up,
And flashing fire will follow.

Nym. I am not Barbason'; you cannot conjure me. I have an 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. Sword is an oath, and oaths must ha their course.

Bard. Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friend be friends: an thou wilt not, why then be en 5mies with me too. Pry'thee put up.


Pist. Obraggard vile, and damned furious wight! The grave doth gape, and doating death is near; 15 Therefore exhale.

Bard. Hear me, hear me what I say:-he that strikes the first stroke, I'll run him up to the hilts, as I am a soldier.

Pist. An oath of mickle might; and fury shall 20


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 is the word-I defy
thee 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 [to.
For the only she; and-Pauca, there's enough; go
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 between 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.




Nym. I shall have my eight shillings, I won 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 Quickly.

Quick. As ever you came of women, come i quickly to sir John: Ah, poor heart! he is shak'd of a burning quotidian tertian, that it most lamentable to behold. Sweet men, com to him.

Nym. The king hath run bad humours on th knight, that's the even of it.

Pist. Nym, thou hast spoke the right;
His heart is fracted, and corroborate.

Nym. The king is a good king: but it must b
as it may; he passes some humours and careers.
Pist. Let us condole the knight; for, lambking
we will live.


Enter Exeter, Bedford, and Westmoreland.
Bed. 'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust thes


Exe. They shall be apprehended by and by.
West. How smooth and even they do bea

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

[Exit Quickly. 45

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?

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

Ere. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow Whom he hath cloy'd and grac'd with princel favours,

That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell
His sovereign's life to death and treachery!
[Trumpets sound

Pist. Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for food 50 Enter the King, Scroop, Cambridge, Grey, an

howl on!

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

Pist. Base is the slave that pays.

Nym. That now I will have: that's the hu-55 mour of it.

Pist. As manhood shall compound; Push home. [Draw. Bard. By this sword, he that makes the first thrust, I'll kill him; by this sword, I will.


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

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K. Henry. I doubt not that: since we are well

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.


[Read them; andknow, I know your worthiness.—
My lord of Westmoreland,—and uncle Exeter,-
We will aboard to-night.-Why, how now, gen-

5 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

Cam. Never was monarch better fear'd and Than is your majesty; there's not, I think, a10 subject,

That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness
Under the sweet shade of your government,

Grey. Even those, that were your father's ene-

Have steep'd their galls in honey; and doserve youj
With hearts create of duty and of zeal.

K. Henry. We therefore have great cause of

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

Scroop. So service shall with steeled sinews toil;
And labour shall refresh itself with hope,
To do your grace incessant services.

K. Henry. 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 advice2, 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. Henry. O, let us yet be merciful.


That hath so cowarded and chas'd your blood
Out of appearance?

Cam. I do contess my fault;

And do submit me to your highness' mercy.
Grey, Scroop. To which we all appeal.

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

By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd:
You must not dare, for shaine, to talk of mercy;
For your own reasons turn into your bosoms,
As dogs upon their masters, worrying them.-
20 See you, my princes, and my noble peers,
These Englishmonsters! MylordCambridge here,
You know, how apt our love was, to accord
Tofurnish hun 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,



Cam. So may your highness, and yet punish too. 35 Grey. Sir, you shew great mercy, if you give him life,

After the taste of much correction.

K. Henry. Alas, your too much love and care

of me

Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch.
If little faults, proceeding on distemper', [eye,
Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and di-

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

And tender preservation of our person,

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,
Ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature!
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 aunoy my finger? 'Tis so strange,
40That, 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 sworn to either's purpose,
Working so grossly in a natural cause,
That admiration did not whoop at them:
But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in
Wonder, to wait on treason, and on murder:
And whatsoever cunning fiend it was,
That wrought upon the so preposterously,


Would have him punish'd. And now to our 50 He hath got the voice in hell for excellence:

French 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.

Grey. And me, my royal sovereign.

K. Henry. Then, Richard, earl of Cambridge,

there is yours;

There yours, lord Scroop of Masham;—and, sir knight,

Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours :

And other devils, that suggest by treasons,
Do botch and bungle up damnation
With patches, colours, and with forms being
From glistering semblances of piety;

55 But he, that temper'd thee, bade thee stand up,
Gave thee noinstance why thou shouldst do treason,
Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor.
If that same dæmon, that hath gull'd thee thus,
Should with his lion gait walk the whole world,
60 He might return to vasty Tartar' back,
And tell the legions,-I can never win

1i. e. made up of duty and zeal. On his return to more coolness of mind. 'i. e. from intoxication. * i. e. living. To stand off is étre relevé, to be prominent to the eye, as the strong parts of a picture. i. e. palpably, i.e. Tartarus, the fabled place of future punishment.

A soul

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.
Now, lords, for France; the enterprize whereo
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
10 This dangerous treason, lurking in our way,
To hinder our beginnings, we doubt not now,
But every rub is smoothed in our way.
Then, forth, dear countrymen; let us deliver
15 Putting it straight in expedition.
Our puissance into the hand of God,
Chearly to sea, the signs of war advance:
No king of England, if not king of France.

A soul so easy as that Englishman's.
Oh, how hast thou with jealousy infected
The sweetness of affiance! Shew men dutiful?
Why, so didst thou: Seem they grave and learned?
Why, so didst thou: Come they of noble family? 5
Why, so didst thou: Seem they religious?
Why, so didst thou: Orare 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';
Not working with the eye, without the ear,
And, but in purged judgment, trusting neither2?
Such, and so finely boulted', didst thou seem:
And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot,
To mark the full-fraught man, the best endu❜d,
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. [duce: 30
Cam. For me, the gold of France did not se-
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 subjects more rejoice
At the discovery of most dangerous treason,
Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself,
Prevented from a damned enterprize:
My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign.
K. Henry. God quit you in his mercy! Hear

your sentence.

You have conspir'd against our royal person,

Quickly's House in Eastcheap.


Enter Pistol, Nym, Bardolph, Boy, and Quickly.
Quickly. Prythee, honey-sweet husband, let me

bring thee to Staines.


Pist. No: for my manly heart doth
Bardolph, be blith;-Nym, rouse thy vaulting


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

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 boson, if ever man went to Arthur's bo35 som. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any chrisom' child: 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide": for after I saw him fumble with the sheets', and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, 401 knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields.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

Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd, and from his 45 him 'a should not think of God; I hop'd, there was



Receiv'd the golden earnest of our death ;
Wherein you would have sold your king to slaugh
His princes and his peers to servitude,
His subjects to oppression and contempt,
And his whole kingdom unto 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,

no need to trouble himself with such thoughts yet: So 'a bade me lay more cloaths 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 50 knees, and so upward, and upward, and all was as cold as any stone.


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

Bard. And of women.

Quick. Nay, that 'a did not.


Complement has in this instance the same sense as in Love's Labour's Lost, Act I. Complements, in the age of Shakspeare, meant the same as accomplishments in the present one. say of Scroop, that he was a cautious man, who knew that a specious appearance was deceitful and The king means to therefore did not trust the air or look of any man till he had tried him by enquiry and conversation. 'i. e. refined or sifted from all faults. 4i. e. marked by the blot he speaks of in the preceding line. The old quarto has it, crisomb'd child. The chrysom was the white cloth put on the new baptised child. The child itself was also sometimes called a chrysom. It was a common opinion among the

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