P. John. We meet like men that had forgot to speak. War. We do remember; but our argument Is all too heavy to admit much talk. P. John. Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy! Ch. Just. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier! P. Humph. O! good my lord, you have lost a friend, indeed; And I dare swear, you borrow not that face Of seeming sorrow: it is, sure, your own. P. John. Though no man be assur'd what grace to find, You stand in coldest expectation: I am the sorrier; 'would, 'twere otherwise. Cla. Well, you must now speak sir John Falstaff fair, Which swims against your stream of quality. Ch. Just. Sweet princes, what I did, I did in honour, Led by th' impartial conduct of my soul; And never shall you see, that I will beg A ragged and forestall'd remission". If truth and upright innocency fail me, I'll to the king, my master, that is dead, And tell him who hath sent me after him. War. Here comes the prince. Enter King HENRY V. Ch. Just. Good morrow, and heaven save your majesty! King. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty, Sits not so easy on me as you think.— 6 IMPARTIAL Conduct-] Thus the quartos, rightly, beyond dispute. The folio reads imperial. 7 A RAGGED and FORESTALL'D remission.] Both "ragged" and "forestall'd" are rather puzzling epithets as applied to "remission," which of course is pardon. By "ragged," Johnson understands poor and base; and "forestall'd" perhaps means anticipated by the king before it is asked. Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear: But Harry Harry. Yet be sad, good brothers, That I will deeply put the fashion on, And wear it in my heart. Why then, be sad ; For me, by heaven, I bid you be assur'd, Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your cares: P. John, &c. We hope no other from your majesty. King. You all look strangely on me;—and you most. [To the Chief Justice. You are, I think, assur'd I love you not. Ch. Just. I am assur'd, if I be measur'd rightly, How might a prince of my great hopes forget What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison Ch. Just. I then did use the person of your father; & We hope no other from your majesty.] This line has the prefix of Bro. for Brothers, in the quarto; and John, &c. in the folio. And struck me in my very seat of judgment: And did commit you. If the deed were ill, Hear your own dignity so much profan'd, King. You are right, justice; and you weigh this well. Therefore still bear the balance, and the sword; Till you do live to see a son of mine Offend you, and obey you, as I did. So shall I live to speak my father's words :- And not less happy, having such a son, Th' unstained sword that you have used to bear; With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit, My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear, And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you: In which you, father, shall have foremost hand.— Our coronation done, we will accite, As I before remember'd, all our state: And (God consigning to my good intents,) No prince, nor peer, shall have just cause to say, [Exeunt. 9 My father is gone WILD into his grave,] The meaning (remarks Malone) is, My wild dispositions having ceased on my father's death, and being now as it were buried in his tomb, he and wildness are interred in the same grave. Pope, not perceiving the true intention of the poet, substituted wail'd for " wild ;” but no subsequent editor followed his example. SCENE III. Glostershire. The Garden of SHALLOW's House. Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, BARDOLPH, the Page, and DAVY. Shal. Nay, you shall see mine orchard; where, in an arbour, we will eat a last year's pippin of my own graffing, with a dish of carraways, and so forth;-come, cousin Silence;-and then to bed. Fal. 'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling, and a rich. Shal. Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all, sir John :—marry, good air.-Spread, Davy; spread, Davy; well said, Davy. Fal. This Davy serves you for good uses: he is serving-man, and your husband. your Shal. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet, sir John.-By the mass', I have drunk too much sack at supper:-A good varlet. Now sit down, now sit down.-Come, cousin. Sil. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a,-we shall Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer, [Singing. When flesh is cheap and females dear, And lusty lads roam here and there, And ever among so merrily'. Fal. There's a merry heart!-Good master Silence, I'll give you a health for that anon. 1 By the mass,] Even this exclamation, having reference to a ceremony exploded in our reformed church, was expunged in the folio, probably at the instance of the Master of the Revels. * And EVER AMONG SO merrily.] "Ever among" is an idiomatic expression, used by Chaucer and many later writers. No originals of this and other musical outbreaks by Silence have been discovered. They are printed as prose in the old copies. |