: 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 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 successful end To this debate, that bleedeth at our doors, And every thing lies level to our wish: War. Both which, we doubt not but your majesty Shall soon enjoy. K. Hen. Humphrey, my son of Gloster, Where is the prince your brother? P. Humph. I think, he's gone to hunt, my lord, at Windsor. K. Hen. And how accompanied? P. Humph. I do not know, my lord. K. Hen. Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him? P. Humph. No, my good lord; he is in presence here. Cla. What would my lord and father? K. Hen. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Cla rence. How chance, thou art not with the prince thy brother? Of mediation, after I am dead, Between his greatness and thy other brethren: Yet notwithstanding, being incens'd, he's flint; As humorous as winter, and as sudden. (As, force perforce, the age will pour it in,) Cla. I shall observe him with all care and love. K. Hen. Why art thou not at Windsor with him, Thomas? Cla. He is not there to-day; he dines in London. Is overspread with them: Therefore my grief The blood weeps from my heart, when I do shape, O, with what wings shall his affections fly War. My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite : The prince but studies his companions, Like a strange tongue: wherein, to gain the language, "Tis needful, that the most immodest word Be look'd upon, and learn'd: which once attain'd, Your highness knows, comes to no further use, Shall as a pattern or a measure live, By which his grace must mete the lives of others; 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 : 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; K. Hen. And wherefore should these good news make me sick? Will fortune never come with both hands full, I should rejoice now at this happy news; And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy: O me! come near me, and now I am much ill. [Swoons. P. Humph. Comfort, your majesty! Cla. O my royal father! West. My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, look 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. Hath wrought the mure, that should confine it in, P. Humph. The people fear me; for they do observe Unfather'd heirs, and loathly birds of nature : |