Scena Quarta,
[Act 1, Scene 3]
Enter Archbishop, Hastings, Mowbray, and
Lord Bardolfe.
Ar.Thus haue you heard our causes, & kno our Means:And my most noble Friends, I pray you allSpeake plainly your opinions of our hopes,
[490]
And first (Lord Marshall) what say you to it?Mow.I well allow the occasion of our Armes,But gladly would be better satisfied,How (in our Meanes
) we should advance our selues
To looke with forhead bold and big enough
[495]
Vpon the Power and puisance of the King.Hast.Our present Musters grow vpon the FileTo fiue and twenty thousand men of choice:And our Supplies, liue largely in the hopeOf great Northumberland, whose bosome burnes
[500]
With an incensed Fire of Injuries.L. Bar.The question then (Lord
Hastings) standeth thus
Whether our present fiue and twenty thousandMay hold‑vp‑head, without Northumberland:Hast.
With him, we may.
L. Bar.
[505]
I marry, there's the point:But if without him we be thought to feeble,My iudgement is, we should not step too farreTill we had his Assistance by the hand.For in a Theame so bloody fac'd, as this,
[510]
Coniecture, Expectation, and SurmiseOf Aydes incertaine, should not be admitted.Arch.'Tis very true Lord
Bardolfe, for indeed
It was yong
Hotspurres case, at Shrewsbury.
L. Bar.It was (my Lord) who lin'd himself with hope,
[515]
Eating the ayre, on promise of Supply,Flatt'ring himselfe with Proiect of a power,Much smaller, then the smallest of his Thoughts,And so with great imagination(Proper to mad men) led his Powers to death,
[520]
And (winking) leap'd into destruction.Hast.But (by your leave) it neuer yet did hurt,To lay downe likely‑hoods, and formes of hope.L. Bar.Yes, if this present quality of warre,Indeed the instant action: a cause on foot,
[525]
Liues so in hope: As in an early Spring,We see th'appearing buds, which to proue fruite,Hope giues not so much warrant, as DispaireThat Frosts will bite them. When we meane to build,We first suruey the Plot, then draw the Modell,
[530]
And when we see the figure of the house,Then must we rate the cost of the Erection,Which if we finde out‑weighes Ability,What do we then, but draw a‑new the ModellIn fewer offices? Or at least, desist
[535]
To builde at all? Much more, in this great worke,(Which is (almost) to plucke a Kingdome downe,And set another vp) should we surueyThe plot of Situation, and the Modell;Consent vpon a sure Foundation:
[540]
Question Surueyors, know our owne estate,How able such a Worke to vndergo,To weigh against his Opposite? Or else,We fortifie in Paper, and in figures,Vsing the Names of men, instead of men:
[545]
Like one, that drawes the Modell of a houseBeyond his power to builde it; who (halfe through)Giues o're, and leaues his part‑created CostA naked subiect to the Weeping Clouds,And waste, for churlish Winters tyranny.Hast.
[550]
Grant that our hopes (yet likely of faire byrth)Should be still‑borne: and that we now possestThe vtmost man of expectation:I thinke we are a Body strong enough(Euen as we are) to equall with the King.L. Bar.
[555]
What is the King but fiue & twenty thousand?Hast.To vs no more: nay not so much Lord
Bardolf.
For his diuisions (as the Times do braul)Are in three Heads: one Power against the French,And one against
Glendower: Perforce a third
[560]
Must take vp vs: So is the vnfirme KingIn three diuided: and his Coffers foundWith hollow Pouerty, and Emptinesse.Ar.That he should draw his seuerall strengths togitherAnd come against vs in full puissance
[565]
Need not be dreaded.Hast.If he should do so,He leaues his backe vnarm'd, the French, and WelchBaying him at the heeles: neuer feare that.L. Bar.Who is it like should lead his Forces hither?Hast.
[570]
The Duke of Lancaster, and Westmerland:Against the Welsh himselfe, and
Harrie Monmouth.
But who is substitiuetd 'gainst the French,I haue no certaine notice.Arch.Let vs on:
[575]
And publish the occasion of our Armes.The Common‑wealth is sicke of their owne Choice,Their ouer‑greedy loue hath surfetted:An habitation giddy, and vnsureHath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
[580]
O thou fond Many, with what loud applauseDid'st thou beate heauen with blessing
Bullingbrooke,
Before he was, what thou would'st haue him be?And being now trimm'd in thine owne desires,Thou (beastly Feeder)art so full of him,
[585]
That thou prouok'st thy selfe to cast him vp.So, so, (thou common Dogge) did'st thou disgorgeThy glutton‑bosome of the Royall
Richard,
And now thou would'st eate thy dead vomit vp,And howl'st to finde it. What trust is in these Times?
[590]
They, that when
Richard liu'd, would haue him dye,
Are now become enamour'd on his graue.Thou that threw'st dust vpon his goodly headWhen through proud London he came sighing on,After th'admired heeles of
Bullingbrooke,
[595]
Cri'st now, O Earth, yeeld vs that King agine,And take thou this (O thoughts of men accurs'd)"
Past, and to Come, seemes best; things Present, worst.Mow.Shall we go draw our numbers, and set on?Hast.We are Times subiects, and Time bids, be gon.
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<l n="487">Thus haue you heard our causes, & kno our Means:</l>
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<l n="491">I well allow the occasion of our Armes,</l>
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<l n="495">Vpon the Power and puisance of the King.</l>
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<l n="496">Our present Musters grow vpon the File</l>
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<l n="498">And our Supplies, liue largely in the hope</l>
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<l n="501">The question then (Lord<hi rend="italic">Hastings</hi>) standeth thus</l>
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<p n="504">With him, we may.</p>
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<speaker rend="italic">L. Bar.</speaker>
<l n="505">I marry, there's the point:</l>
<l n="506">But if without him we be thought to feeble,</l>
<l n="507">My iudgement is, we should not step too farre</l>
<l n="508">Till we had his Assistance by the hand.</l>
<l n="509">For in a Theame so bloody fac'd, as this,</l>
<l n="510">Coniecture, Expectation, and Surmise</l>
<l n="511">Of Aydes incertaine, should not be admitted.</l>
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<speaker rend="italic">Arch.</speaker>
<l n="512">'Tis very true Lord<hi rend="italic">Bardolfe</hi>, for indeed</l>
<l n="513">It was yong<hi rend="italic">Hotspurres</hi>case, at Shrewsbury.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-bar">
<speaker rend="italic">L. Bar.</speaker>
<l n="514">It was (my Lord) who lin'd himself with hope,</l>
<l n="515">Eating the ayre, on promise of Supply,</l>
<l n="516">Flatt'ring himselfe with Proiect of a power,</l>
<l n="517">Much smaller, then the smallest of his Thoughts,</l>
<l n="518">And so with great imagination</l>
<l n="519">(Proper to mad men) led his Powers to death,</l>
<l n="520">And (winking) leap'd into destruction.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="521">But (by your leave) it neuer yet did hurt,</l>
<l n="522">To lay downe likely‑hoods, and formes of hope.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-bar">
<speaker rend="italic">L. Bar.</speaker>
<l n="523">Yes, if this present quality of warre,</l>
<l n="524">Indeed the instant action: a cause on foot,</l>
<l n="525">Liues so in hope: As in an early Spring,</l>
<l n="526">We see th'appearing buds, which to proue fruite,</l>
<l n="527">Hope giues not so much warrant, as Dispaire</l>
<l n="528">That Frosts will bite them. When we meane to build,</l>
<l n="529">We first suruey the Plot, then draw the Modell,</l>
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<l n="530">And when we see the figure of the house,</l>
<l n="531">Then must we rate the cost of the Erection,</l>
<l n="532">Which if we finde out‑weighes Ability,</l>
<l n="533">What do we then, but draw a‑new the Modell</l>
<l n="534">In fewer offices? Or at least, desist</l>
<l n="535">To builde at all? Much more, in this great worke,</l>
<l n="536">(Which is (almost) to plucke a Kingdome downe,</l>
<l n="537">And set another vp) should we suruey</l>
<l n="538">The plot of Situation, and the Modell;</l>
<l n="539">Consent vpon a sure Foundation:</l>
<l n="540">Question Surueyors, know our owne estate,</l>
<l n="541">How able such a Worke to vndergo,</l>
<l n="542">To weigh against his Opposite? Or else,</l>
<l n="543">We fortifie in Paper, and in figures,</l>
<l n="544">Vsing the Names of men, instead of men:</l>
<l n="545">Like one, that drawes the Modell of a house</l>
<l n="546">Beyond his power to builde it; who (halfe through)</l>
<l n="547">Giues o're, and leaues his part‑created Cost</l>
<l n="548">A naked subiect to the Weeping Clouds,</l>
<l n="549">And waste, for churlish Winters tyranny.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="550">Grant that our hopes (yet likely of faire byrth)</l>
<l n="551">Should be still‑borne: and that we now possest</l>
<l n="552">The vtmost man of expectation:</l>
<l n="553">I thinke we are a Body strong enough</l>
<l n="554">(Euen as we are) to equall with the King.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-bar">
<speaker rend="italic">L. Bar.</speaker>
<l n="555">What is the King but fiue & twenty thousand?</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="556">To vs no more: nay not so much Lord<hi rend="italic">Bardolf</hi>.</l>
<l n="557">For his diuisions (as the Times do braul)</l>
<l n="558">Are in three Heads: one Power against the French,</l>
<l n="559">And one against<hi rend="italic">Glendower:</hi>Perforce a third</l>
<l n="560">Must take vp vs: So is the vnfirme King</l>
<l n="561">In three diuided: and his Coffers found</l>
<l n="562">With hollow Pouerty, and Emptinesse.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Ar.</speaker>
<l n="563">That he should draw his seuerall strengths togither</l>
<l n="564">And come against vs in full puissance</l>
<l n="565">Need not be dreaded.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="566">If he should do so,</l>
<l n="567">He leaues his backe vnarm'd, the French, and Welch</l>
<l n="568">Baying him at the heeles: neuer feare that.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-bar">
<speaker rend="italic">L. Bar.</speaker>
<l n="569">Who is it like should lead his Forces hither?</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="570">The Duke of Lancaster, and Westmerland:</l>
<l n="571">Against the Welsh himselfe, and<hi rend="italic">Harrie Monmouth</hi>.</l>
<l n="572">But who is substitiuetd 'gainst the French,</l>
<l n="573">I haue no certaine notice.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Arch.</speaker>
<l n="574">Let vs on:</l>
<l n="575">And publish the occasion of our Armes.</l>
<l n="576">The Common‑wealth is sicke of their owne Choice,</l>
<l n="577">Their ouer‑greedy loue hath surfetted:</l>
<l n="578">An habitation giddy, and vnsure</l>
<l n="579">Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.</l>
<l n="580">O thou fond Many, with what loud applause</l>
<l n="581">Did'st thou beate heauen with blessing<hi rend="italic">Bullingbrooke</hi>,</l>
<l n="582">Before he was, what thou would'st haue him be?</l>
<l n="583">And being now trimm'd in thine owne desires,</l>
<l n="584">Thou (beastly Feeder)art so full of him,</l>
<l n="585">That thou prouok'st thy selfe to cast him vp.</l>
<l n="586">So, so, (thou common Dogge) did'st thou disgorge</l>
<l n="587">Thy glutton‑bosome of the Royall<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>,</l>
<l n="588">And now thou would'st eate thy dead vomit vp,</l>
<l n="589">And howl'st to finde it. What trust is in these Times?</l>
<l n="590">They, that when<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>liu'd, would haue him dye,</l>
<l n="591">Are now become enamour'd on his graue.</l>
<l n="592">Thou that threw'st dust vpon his goodly head</l>
<l n="593">When through proud London he came sighing on,</l>
<l n="594">After th'admired heeles of<hi rend="italic">Bullingbrooke</hi>,</l>
<l n="595">Cri'st now, O Earth, yeeld vs that King agine,</l>
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<l n="596">And take thou this (O thoughts of men accurs'd)</l>
<l n="597">"<hi rend="italic">Past, and to Come, seemes best; things Present, worst.</hi>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="598">Shall we go draw our numbers, and set on?</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="599">We are Times subiects, and Time bids, be gon.</l>
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