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Bare-headed, sweating, knocking at the taverns,
[Exeunt Prince Henry, Poins, Peto,
and BARDOLPH. Fal. Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night, and we must hence, and leave it unpicked. [Knocking heard.] More knocking at the door?
How now? what's the matter?
Bard. You must away to court, sir, presently; a dozen captains stay at door for you.
Fal. Pay the musicians, sirrah. [To the Page.] Farewell, hostess;—farewell, Doll.—You see, my good wenches, how men of merit are sought after: the undeserver may sleep, when the man of action is called on.
Farewell, good wenches: If I be not sent away post, I will see you again ere I go.
Dol. I cannot speak;—If my heart be not ready to burst:—Well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself. Fal. Farewell, farewell.
[Exeunt Falstaff and BARDOLPH. Host. Well, fare thee well: I have known thee these twenty-nine years, come peascod time; but an honester and truer-hearted man,-Well, fare thee well.
Bard. [Within.] Mistress Tear-sheet,
Bard. [Within.] Bid mistress Tear-sheet come to my master. Host. O run, Doll, run; run, good Doll.
SCENE I. A Room in the Palace.
Enter King Henry in his Nightgown, with a Page. K. Hen. Go, call the earls of Surrey and of
Warwick; But, ere they come, bid them o'er-read these letters, And well consider of them: Make good speed.
[Exit Page. How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep !-Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber; Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lulld with sounds of sweetest melody? O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile, In loathsome beds; and leav'st the kingly couch, A watch-case, or a common 'larum-bell? Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top,
Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them
Enter WARWICK and SURREY. War. Many good morrows to your majesty! K. Hen. Is it good morrow, lords? War. 'Tis one o'clock, and past. K. Hen. Why then, good morrow to you all, my
War. We have, my liege.
War. It is but as a body, yet, distemper'd; Which to his former strength may be restor’d, With good advice, and little medicine :My lord Northumberland will soon be coold. K. Hen. O heaven! that one might read the
book of fate; And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent (Weary of solid firmness,) melt itself Into the sea! and, other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock,
? That, with the hurly,] Hurly is noise, derived from the French hurler to howl, as hurly-burly from Hurluberlu, Fr.
And changes fill the cup of alteration
[T. WARWICK. When Richard,—with his eye brimfull of tears, Then check’d and rated by Northumberland, Did speak these words, now prov'd a prophecy? Northumberland, thou ladder, by the which My cousin Bolingbroke ascends my throne;Though then, heaven knows, I had no such intent;' But that necessity so bow'd the state,
But which of you was by, &c.] He refers to King Richard II. Act. IV. sc. ii. But whether the king's or the author's memory fails him, so it was, that Warwick was not present at that conversation. Neither was the King himself present, so that he must have received information of what passed from Northumberland. His memory, indeed, is singularly treacherous, as, at the time of which he is now speaking, he had actually ascended the throne. Besides, Shakspeare has mistaken the name of the present nobleman. The earldom of Warwick was at this time in the family of Beauchamp, and did not come into that of the Nevils till many years after.
I had no such intent;] He means, “ I should have had no such intent, but that necessity” &c. or Shakspeare has here also forgotten his former play, or has chosen to make Henry forget his situation at the time mentioned. He had then actually accepted the crown.
That I and greatness were compellid to kiss:
War. There is a history in all men's lives,
K. Hen. Are these things then necessities? Then let us meet them like necessities:And that same word even now cries out on us; They say, the bishop and Northumberland Are fifty thousand strong. War.
It cannot be, my lord; Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo, The numbers of the fear'd: Please it your grace, , To go to bed; upon my life, my lord, The powers that you already have sent forth, Shall bring this prize in very easily. To comfort you the more, I have receiv'd A certain instance, that Glendower is dead.' Your majesty hath been this fortnight ill;
that Glendower is dead.] Glendower did not die till after King Henry IV. Shakspeare was led into this error by Holinshed, who places Owen Glendower's death in the tenth year of Henry's reign.