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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 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
SCENE IV.-Westminster. A Room in the Palace.
Enter King HENRY, CLARENCE, Prince HUMPHREY,
WARWICK, and Others.
And every thing lies level to our wish :
War. Both which, we doubt not but your majesty
K. Hen. Humphrey, my son of Gloster,
rence, How chance, thou art not with the prince thy brother? He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas; Thou hast a better place in his affection, Than all thy brothers: cherish it, my boy; And noble offices thou may'st effect Of mediation, after I am dead, Between his greatness and thy other brethren : Therefore, omit him not; blunt not his love: Nor lose the good advantage of his grace, By seeming cold, or careless of his will. For he is gracious, if he be observ’d; He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity: Yet notwithstanding, being incens’d, he's fint;
As humorous as winter, and as sudden
Cla. I shall observe him with all care and love.
K. Hen. Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds; And he, the noble image of my youth, Is overspread with them : Therefore my grief Stretches itself beyond the hour of death; The blood weeps from my heart, when I do shape, In forms imaginary, the unguided days, And rotten times, that you shall look upon When I am sleeping with my ancestors. For when his headstrong riot hath no curb, When rage and hot blood are his counsellors, When means and lavish manners meet together,
O, with what wings shall his affections fly
War. My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite :
memory Shall as a pattern or a measure live, By which his grace must mete the lives of others; Turning past evils to advantages. K. Hen. 'Tis seldom, when the bee doth leave her
comb In the dead carrion.- Who's here? Westmoreland ?
Enter WESTMORELAND. West. Health to my sovereign! and new happiness Added to that that I am to deliver! Prince John, your son, doth kiss your grace's hand : Mowbray, the bishop Scroop, Hastings, and all, Are brought to the correction of your law; There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd, But peace puts forth her olive every where. The manner how this action hath been borne, Here, at more leisure, may your highness read; With every course, in this particular.
K. Hen. O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird, Which ever in the haunch of winter sings The lifting up of day. Look! here's more news.
Enter HARCOURT. Har. From enemies heaven keep your majesty; And, when they stand against you, may they fall As those that I am come to tell you of! The earl Northumberland, and the lord Bardolph, With a great power of English, and of Scots, Are by the sheriff of Yorkshire overthrown: The manner and true order of the fight, This packet, please it you, contains at large. K. Hen. And wherefore should these good news make
me sick ?
P. Humph. Comfort, your majesty!
War. Be patient, princes; you do know, these fits
Cla. No, no; he cannot long hold out these pangs; The incessant care and labour of his mind Hath wrought the mure, that should confine it in, So thin, that life looks through, and will break out.
P. Humph. The people fear me; for they do observe Unfather'd heirs, and loathly birds of nature :