1 Bard. Would I were with him wherefome'er he is, either in heaven or in hell. Quick. Nay, fure he's not in hell; he's in Arthur's bofom, if ever man went to Arthur's bofom. He made a finer end, and went away an' it had been any Christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' th' tide for after I faw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers' end, I knew there was but one way; for his nofe was as fharp as a pen *. 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 him, a' fhou'd not think of God; I hop'd there was no need to trouble himself with any fuch thoughts yet: fo 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 a ftone: then I felt to his knees, and fo upward, and upward; and all was cold as any tone. Nym. They fay he cried out of fack. Quick. Ay, and that a' did. Boy. And of women. Quick. Nay, that a' did not. Boy. Yes, that he did; and faid they were devils incarnate. Quick. A' could never abide carnation, 'twas a colour he never lik'd. Boy. He faid once, the deule would have him about women. Quick He did in fome fort, indeed, handle women; but then he was rheumatic, and talk'd of the whore of Babylon. Boy. Do you not remember he saw a flea stick upon These words, and a table of green fields, though inferted in all the fubfequent editions after the word pen, are not to be found in the old editions of 16c0 and 1608. This nonfenfe got into all these editions by a pleasant mistake of the ftage-editors, who printed from the common piece meal written parts in the play-house. A table was here directed to be brought in (it being a fcene in a tavern where they drink at parting), and this direction crept into the text from the margin. Greenfield was the name of the property-man in that time, who furhi'd implements, &, for the actors. A table of Greenfield's. Mr. Pope. Bardolph's Bardolph's nofe, and faid it was a black foul burning in hell? Bard. Well, the fewel is gone that maintain'd that fire: that's all the riches I got in his fervice. Nym. Shall we fhogg? the King will be gone from Southampton. Pift. Come, let's away. My love, give me thy lips: Lock to my chattels, and my moveables; Let fenfes rule; the word is, pitch and pay; Trust none, for oaths are ftraws; mens' faiths are wafer-cakes, And hold-faft is the only dog, my duck, Go, clear thy cryftals. Yoke-fellows in arms, Boy. And that's but unwholesome food, they say. Bard. Farewel, hoftefs. Come! Nym. I cannot kifs, that is the humour of it; but adieu. Pift. Let housewifery appear; keep clofe, I thee command. Quick. Farewel; adieu. [Exeunt. IV. Changes to the French King's palace. Enter the French King, the Dauphin, the Duke of Burgundy, and the Conftable. Fr. King. Thus come the English with full power upAnd more than carelessly it us concerns To answer royally in our defences. [on us, Therefore the Dukes of Berry and of Bretagne, With men of courage, and with means defendant. It fits us then to be as provident As As fear may teach us out of late examples, Dau. My moft redoubted father, It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe: For peace itfelf fhould not fo dull a kingdom, Should be maintain'd, affembled, and collected, Therefore, I fay, 'tis ineet we all go forth, No, with no more than if we heard that England By a vain, giddy, fhallow, humorous youth, Con. O peace, Prince Dauphin! You are too much mistaken in this King. And In caufes of defence, 'tis beft to weigh Shakespear not having given us, in the first or second part of Henry IV, or in any other place but this, the remoteft hint of the circumitance here alluded to, the comparifon must needs be a little obfcure to those who don't know to reflect, that fome hiftorians have told us, that Henry IV. had entertained a deep jealoufy of his fom's atpiring fuperior genius Therefore, to prevent all umbrage, the Prince withdrew from public affairs, and amufed himself in conforting with a diffolute crew of robbers. Mr. Warburton, The The enemy more mighty than he feems; Fr. King. Think we King Harry strong; And, Princes, look you strongly arm to meet him. Of that black name, Edward black Prince of Wales: The patterns that by God and by French fathers Me. Ambaffadors from Harry King of England, Do crave admittance to your Majefty. Fr. King. We'll give them prefent audience. Go and bring them. You fee this chace is hotly follow'd, friends. Dau. Turn head and stop pursuit; for coward dogs Moft fpend their mouths, when what they seem to threaten Runs far before them. Good my Sovereign, Take up the English fhort; and let them know SCENE V. Enter Exeter. * A nonfenfical line of fome player. i. e. fortune and condition of his houfe or family. Exe. From him; and thus he greets your Majefty. The borrow'd glories, that, by gift of heaven, To him and to his heirs; namely, the crown, Unto the crown of France. That you may know, 'Tis no finifter nor no aukward claim, Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days, [Gives the French King a paper Exe. Bloody constraint; for if you hide the crown Ev'n in your hearts, there will he rake for it. And therefore in fierce tempeft is he coming, In thunder, and in earthquake, like a Jove; That, if requiring fail, he may compel. He bids you, in the bowels of the Lord, Deliver up the crown; and to take mercy On the poor fouls, for whom this hungry war Opens his vafty jaws; upon your head Turning the widows' tears, the orphans' cries, The dead mens' blood, the pining maidens' groans, For hulbands, fathers, and betrothed lovers, That fhall be fwallow'd in this controverty. This is his claim, his threat'ning, and my meffage; Unless the Dauphin be in prefence here, To whom exprefsly I bring greeting too. Fr. King. For us, we will confider of this further: To-morrow fhall you bear our full intent Back to our brother England. Dau For the Dauphin, VOL. IV. M m I |