I thmke hee's gone to hunt (my Lord) at Wind
sor.
King.And how accompanied?Glo.I doe not know (my Lord.)King.Is not his Brother,
Thomas of Clarence, with
Him?
Glo.No (my good Lord) hee is in presence heere.Clar.
[2330]
What would my Lord, and Father?King.Nothing but well to thee,
Thomas of Clarence.
How chance thou art not with the Prince, thy Brother?Hee loues thee, and thou do'st neglect him (
Thomas.)
Thou hast a better place in his Affection,
[2335]
Then all thy Brothers: cherish it (my Boy)And Noble Offices thou may'st effectOf Mediation (after I am dead)Betweene his Greatnesse, and thy other Brethren.Therefore omit him not: blunt not his Loue,
[2340]
Nor loose the good aduantage of his Grace,By seeming cold, or carelesse of his will.For hee is gracious, if hee be obseru'dHee hath a Teare for Pitie, and a HandOpen (as Day) for melting Charitie:
[2345]
Yet notwithstanding, being incens'd, hee's Flint,As humorous as Winter, and as sudden,As Flawes congealed in the Spring of day.His temper therefore must be well obseru'd:Chide him for faults, and doe it reuerently,
[2350]
When you perceiue his blood enclin'd to mirth:But being moodie, giue him Line, and scope,Till that his passions (like a While on ground)Confound themselues with working. Learne this
Thomas,
And thou shalt proue a shelter to thy friends,
[2355]
A Hoope of Gold, to binde thy Brothers in:That the vnited Vessell of their Blood(Mingled with Venome of Suggestion,As force, perforce, the Age will powre it in)Shall neuer leake, though it doe worke as strong
[2360]
As
Aconitum, or rash Gun‑powder.
Clar.I shall obserue him with all care, and loue.King.Why art thou not at Windsor with him
(Tho
mas?
Clar.Hee is not there to day: hee dines in Lon
don.
King.And how accompanyed? Canst thou tell that?Clar.
[2365]
With
Pointz, and other his continuall fol
lowers.
King.Most subiect is the fattest Soyle to Weedes:And hee (the Noble Image of my Youth)Is ouer‑spread with them: therefore my griefestretches it selfe beyond the howre of death.
[2370]
The blood weepes from my heart, when I doe shape(In formes imaginarie) th'vnguided Dayes,And rotten Times, that you shall looke vpon,When I am sleeping with my Ancestors.For when his head‑strong Riot hath no Curbe,
[2375]
When Rage and hot‑Blood are his Counsailors,When Meanes and lauish Manners meete together;Oh, with what Wings shall his Affections flyeTowards fronting Perill, and oppos'd Decay?War.My gracious Lord, you looke beyond him quite:
[2380]
The Prince but studies his Companions,Like a strange Tongue: wherein, to gaine the Language,'Tis needful, that the most immodest word
Be look'd vpon, and learn'd: which once attayn'd,Your Highnesse knowes, comes to no farther vse,
[2385]
But to be knowne, and hated. So, like grosse termes,The Prince will, in the perfectnesse of time,Cast off his followers: and their memorieShall as a Patterne, or a Measure, liue,By which his Grace must mete the liues of others,
[2390]
Turning past‑euills to aduantages.King.'Tis seldome, when the Bee doth leaue her CombeIn the dead Carrion.Enter Westmerland.Who's heere?
Westmerland?West.Health to my Soueraigne, and new happinesse
[2395]
Added to that, that I am to deliuer.Prince
Iohn, your Sonne, doth kisse your Graces Hand:
Mowbray, the Bishop,
Scroope, Hastings, and all,
Are brought to the Correction of your Law.There is not now a Rebels Sword vnsheath'd,
[2400]
But Peace puts forth her Oliue every where:The manner how this Action hath beene borne,Here (at more leysure) may your Highnesse reade,With every course, in his particular.King.O
Westmerland, thou art a Summer Bird,
[2405]
Which euer in the haunch of Winter singsThe listing vp of day.Enter Harcourt.Looke, heere's more newes.Harc.From Enemies, Heauen keepe your Maiestie:And when they stand against you, may they fall,
[2410]
As those that I am come to tell you of.The Earle
Northumberland, and the Lord
Bardolfe,
With a great Power of English, and of Scots,Are by the Sherife of Yorkeshire ouerthrowne:The manner, and true order of the fight,
[2415]
This Packet (please it you) containes at large.King.And wherefore should these good newesMake me sicke?Will Fortune neuer come with both hands full,But write her faire words still in foulest Letters?
[2420]
Shee eyther giues a stomack, and no Foode,(Such are the poore, in health) or else a FeastAnd takes away the stomack (such are the RichThat haue aboundance, and enioy it not.)I should reioyce now, at this happy newes,
[2425]
And now my Sight fayles, and my Braine is giddie.O me, come neere me, now I am much ill.Glo.Comfort your Maiestie.Cla.Oh, my Royall Father.West.My Soueraigne Lord, cheare vp your selfe, looke
vp.
War.
[2430]
Be patient (Princes) you doe know, these FitsAre with his Highnesse very ordinarie.Stand from him, giue him ayre:Hee'le straight be well.Clar.No, no, hee cannot long hold out: these pangs,
[2435]
Th'incessant care, and labour of his Minde,Hath wrought the Mure, that should confine it in,So thinne, that Life lookes through, and will breake out.Glo.The people feare me: for they doe obserueVnfather'd Heires, and loathly Births of Nature:
[2440]
The Seasons change their manners, as the YeereHad found some Moneths asleep, and leap'd them ouer.Clar.The Riuer hath thrice flow'd, no ebbe betweene:And the old folke (Times doting Chronicles)Say it did so, a little time before
[2445]
That our great Grand‑sire
Edward sick'd, and dy'de.
gg4War. Speake
[Act 4, Scene 2]
From this point in the act onwards, conventional scene numbering diverges from the
First Folio.
Enter Prince Iohn.Iohn.
[2050]
You are wel encountred here (my cosin
Mowbray)
Good day to you, gentle Lord Archbishop,And so to you Lord
Hastings, and to all.
My Lord of Yorke, it better shew'd with you,When that your Flocke (assembled by the Bell)
[2055]
Encircled you, to heare with reuerenceYour exposition on the holy Text,Then now to see you heere an Iron manChearing a rowt of Rebels with your Drumme,Turning the Word, to Sword; and Life to death:
[2060]
That man that sits within a Monarches heart,And ripens in the Sunne‑shine of his fauor,Would hee abuse the Countenance of the King,Alack, what Mischiefes might hee set abroach,In shadow of such Greatnesse? With you, Lord Bishop,
[2065]
It is euen so. Who hath not heard it spoken,How deepe you were within the Bookes of Heauen?To vs, the Speaker in his Parliament;To vs, th'imagine Voyce of Heauen it selfe:The very Opener, and Intelligencer,
[2070]
Betweene the Grace, the Sanctities of Heauen;And our dull workings. O, who shall beleeue,But you mis‑vse the reuerence of your Place,Employ the Countenance, and Grace of Heauen,As a false Fauorite doth his Princes Name,
[2075]
In deedes dis‑honorable
? You haue taken vp,
Vnder the counterfeited Zeale of Heauen,The Subiects of Heauens Substitute, my Father,And both against the Peace of Heauen, and him,Haue here vp‑swarmed them.Bish.
[2080]
Good my Lord of Lancaster,I am not here against your Fathers Peace:But (as I told my Lord of Westmerland)The Time (mis‑order'd) doth in common senceCrowd vs, and crush vs, to this monstrous Forme,
[2085]
To hold our safetie vp. I sent your GraceThe parcels, and particulars of our Griefe,The which hath been with scorne shou'd from the Court:Whereon this
Hydra‑Sonne of Warre is borne,
Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleepe,
[2090]
With graunt of our most iust and right desires;And true Obedience, of this Madnesse cur'd,Stoope tamely to the foot of Maiestie.Mow.If not, wee readie are to trye our fortunes,To the last man.Hast.
[2095]
And though wee here fall downe,Wee haue Supplyes, to second our Attempt:If they mis‑carry, theirs shall second them.And so, successe of Mischiefe shall be borne,And Heire from Heire shall hold this Quarrell vp,
[2100]
Whiles England shall haue generation.Iohn.You are too shallow (
Hastings)
Much too shallow,To sound the bottome of the after‑Times.West.Pleaseth your Grace, to answere them directly,
[2105]
How farre‑forth you doe like their Articles.Iohn.I like them all, and doe allow them well:And sweare here, by the honor of my blood,My Fathers purposes haue beene mistooke,And some, about him, haue too lauishly
[2110]
Wrested his meaning, and Authoritie.My Lord, these Griefes shall be with speed redrest:Vpon my Life, they shall. If this may please you,Discharge your Powers vnto their seuerall Counties,As wee will ours: and here, betweene the Armies,
[2115]
Let's drinke together friendly, and embrace,That all their eyes may beare those Tokens home,Of our restored Loue, and Amitie.Bish.I take your Princely word, for these redresses.Iohn.I giue it you, and will maintaine my word:
[2120]
And thereupon I drinke vnto your Grace.Hast.Goe Captaine, and deliuer to the ArmieThis newes of Peace: let them haue pay, and part:I know, it will well please them.High thee Captaine.Exit.Bish.
[2125]
To you, my Noble Lord of Westmerland.West.I pledge your Grace:And if you knew what paines I haue bestow'd,To breede this present Peace,You would drinke freely: but my loue to ye,
[2130]
Shall shew it selfe more openly hereafter.Bish.I doe not doubt you.West.I am glad of it.Health to my Lord, and gentle Cousin
Mowbray.
Mow.You wish me health in very happy season,
[2135]
For I am, on the sodaine, something ill.Bish.Against ill Chances, men are euer merry,But heauinesse fore‑runnes the good euent.West.Therefore be merry (Cooze) since sodaine sorrowSerues to say thus: some good thing comes to morrow.Bish.
[2140]
Beleeue me, I am passing light in spirit.Mow.So much the worse, if your owne Rule be true.Iohn.The word of Peace is render'd: hearke how
they showt.
Mow.This had been chearefull, after Victorie.Bish.A Peace is of the nature of a Conquest:
[2145]
For then both parties nobly are subdu'd,And neither partie looser.Iohn.Goe (my Lord)And let our Army be discharged too:And good my Lord (so please you) let our Traines
[2150]
March by vs, that wee may peruse the menExit.Wee should haue coap'd withall.Bish.Goe, good Lord
Hastings:And ere they be dismiss'd, let them march by.Exit.Iohn.I trust (Lords) wee shall lye to night together.Enter Westmerland.
[2155]
Now Cousin, wherefore stands our Army still?West.The Leaders hauing charge from you to stand,Will not goe off, vntill they heare you speake.Iohn.
They know their duties.
Enter Hastings.Hast.Our Army is dispers'd:
[2160]
Like youthfull steeres, vnyoak'd, they tooke their courseEast, West, North, South: or like a Schoole, broke vp,Each hurryes towards his home, and sporting place.West.Good tidings (my Lord
Hastings) for the which,
I doe arrest thee (Traytor) of high Treason:
[2165]
And you Lord Arch‑bishop, and you Lord
Mowbray,
Of Capitall Treason, I attach you both.Mow.Is this proceeding iust, and honorable?West.Is your Assembly so?Bish.Will you thus breake your faith?Iohn.
[2170]
I pawn'd thee none:I promis'd you redresse of these same GrieuancesWhereof you did complaine; which, by mine Honor,I will performe, with a most Christian care.But for you (Rebels) looke to taste the due
[2175]
Meet for Rebellion, and such Acts as yours.Most shallowly did you these Armes commence,Fondly brought here, and foolishly sent hence.Strike vp our Drummes, pursue the scattder'd stray,Heauen, and not wee, haue safely fought to day.
[2180]
Some guard these Traitors to the Block of Death,Treasons true Bed, and yeelder vp of breath.Exeunt.
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<l n="2070">Betweene the Grace, the Sanctities of Heauen;</l>
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<l n="2076">Vnder the counterfeited Zeale of Heauen,</l>
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<l n="2080">Good my Lord of Lancaster,</l>
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<l n="2084">Crowd vs, and crush vs, to this monstrous Forme,</l>
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<l n="2086">The parcels, and particulars of our Griefe,</l>
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<l n="2089">Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleepe,</l>
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<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2093">If not, wee readie are to trye our fortunes,</l>
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<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="2095">And though wee here fall downe,</l>
<l n="2096">Wee haue Supplyes, to second our Attempt:</l>
<l n="2097">If they mis‑carry, theirs shall second them.</l>
<l n="2098">And so, successe of Mischiefe shall be borne,</l>
<l n="2099">And Heire from Heire shall hold this Quarrell vp,</l>
<l n="2100">Whiles England shall haue generation.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="2101">You are too shallow (<hi rend="italic">Hastings</hi>)</l>
<l n="2102">Much too shallow,</l>
<l n="2103">To sound the bottome of the after‑Times.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="2104">Pleaseth your Grace, to answere them directly,</l>
<l n="2105">How farre‑forth you doe like their Articles.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="2106">I like them all, and doe allow them well:</l>
<l n="2107">And sweare here, by the honor of my blood,</l>
<l n="2108">My Fathers purposes haue beene mistooke,</l>
<l n="2109">And some, about him, haue too lauishly</l>
<l n="2110">Wrested his meaning, and Authoritie.</l>
<l n="2111">My Lord, these Griefes shall be with speed redrest:</l>
<l n="2112">Vpon my Life, they shall. If this may please you,</l>
<l n="2113">Discharge your Powers vnto their seuerall Counties,</l>
<l n="2114">As wee will ours: and here, betweene the Armies,</l>
<l n="2115">Let's drinke together friendly, and embrace,</l>
<l n="2116">That all their eyes may beare those Tokens home,</l>
<l n="2117">Of our restored Loue, and Amitie.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2118">I take your Princely word, for these redresses.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="2119">I giue it you, and will maintaine my word:</l>
<l n="2120">And thereupon I drinke vnto your Grace.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="2121">Goe Captaine, and deliuer to the Armie</l>
<l n="2122">This newes of Peace: let them haue pay, and part:</l>
<l n="2123">I know, it will well please them.</l>
<l n="2124">High thee Captaine.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2125">To you, my Noble Lord of Westmerland.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="2126">I pledge your Grace:</l>
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<l n="2128">To breede this present Peace,</l>
<l n="2129">You would drinke freely: but my loue to ye,</l>
<l n="2130">Shall shew it selfe more openly hereafter.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2131">I doe not doubt you.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="2132">I am glad of it.</l>
<l n="2133">Health to my Lord, and gentle Cousin<hi rend="italic">Mowbray</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2134">You wish me health in very happy season,</l>
<l n="2135">For I am, on the sodaine, something ill.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2136">Against ill Chances, men are euer merry,</l>
<l n="2137">But heauinesse fore‑runnes the good euent.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="2138">Therefore be merry (Cooze) since sodaine sorrow</l>
<l n="2139">Serues to say thus: some good thing comes to morrow.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2140">Beleeue me, I am passing light in spirit.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2141">So much the worse, if your owne Rule be true.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="2142">The word of Peace is render'd: hearke how
<lb/>they showt.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2143">This had been chearefull, after Victorie.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2144">A Peace is of the nature of a Conquest:</l>
<l n="2145">For then both parties nobly are subdu'd,</l>
<l n="2146">And neither partie looser.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="2147">Goe (my Lord)</l>
<l n="2148">And let our Army be discharged too:</l>
<l n="2149">And good my Lord (so please you) let our Traines</l>
<l n="2150">March by vs, that wee may peruse the men</l>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<l n="2151">Wee should haue coap'd withall.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2152">Goe, good Lord<hi rend="italic">Hastings:</hi>
</l>
<l n="2153">And ere they be dismiss'd, let them march by.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<sp who="#F-2h4-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="2154">I trust (Lords) wee shall lye to night together.</l>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Westmerland.</stage>
<l n="2155">Now Cousin, wherefore stands our Army still?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="2156">The Leaders hauing charge from you to stand,</l>
<l n="2157">Will not goe off, vntill they heare you speake.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<p n="2158">They know their duties.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="entrance">Enter Hastings.</stage>
<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="2159">Our Army is dispers'd:</l>
<l n="2160">Like youthfull steeres, vnyoak'd, they tooke their course</l>
<l n="2161">East, West, North, South: or like a Schoole, broke vp,</l>
<l n="2162">Each hurryes towards his home, and sporting place.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="2163">Good tidings (my Lord<hi rend="italic">Hastings)</hi>for the which,</l>
<l n="2164">I doe arrest thee (Traytor) of high Treason:</l>
<l n="2165">And you Lord Arch‑bishop, and you Lord<hi rend="italic">Mowbray</hi>,</l>
<l n="2166">Of Capitall Treason, I attach you both.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2167">Is this proceeding iust, and honorable?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="2168">Is your Assembly so?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2169">Will you thus breake your faith?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="2170">I pawn'd thee none:</l>
<l n="2171">I promis'd you redresse of these same Grieuances</l>
<l n="2172">Whereof you did complaine; which, by mine Honor,</l>
<l n="2173">I will performe, with a most Christian care.</l>
<l n="2174">But for you (Rebels) looke to taste the due</l>
<l n="2175">Meet for Rebellion, and such Acts as yours.</l>
<l n="2176">Most shallowly did you these Armes commence,</l>
<l n="2177">Fondly brought here, and foolishly sent hence.</l>
<l n="2178">Strike vp our Drummes, pursue the scattder'd stray,</l>
<l n="2179">Heauen, and not wee, haue safely fought to day.</l>
<l n="2180">Some guard these Traitors to the Block of Death,</l>
<l n="2181">Treasons true Bed, and yeelder vp of breath.</l>
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