(1) The FIRST PART of HENRY IV. ACT I. SCENE, the Court in London. Enter King Henry, Lord John of Lancafter, Earl of Weftmorland, and others. King HENRY. O fhaken as we are, so wan with Care, broils To be commenc'd in ftronds a-far remote. (1) The 1ft Part of Henry IV.] The Tranfa&tions, contain'd in this hiftorical Drama, are comprized within the Period of about 10 Months: For the Action commences with the News brought of Hotspur having defeated the Scots under Archibald Earl Douglas at Holmedon, (or Halidown-hill) which Battle was fought on Holyrood-day, (the 14th of September,) 1402: and it closes with the Defeat and Death of Hotspur at Shrewsbury; which Engagement happen'd on Saturday the 21st of July (the Eve of St. Mary Magdalen) in the Year 1403. No No more the thirfty entrance of this Soil Shall damp her lips with her own children's blood: Shall now, in mutual, well-befeeming, ranks (Whofe foldier now, under whofe bleffed Cross But this our purpose is a twelvemonth old, go. Therefore, we meet not now: Then let me hear, Weft. My Liege, this hafte was hot in queftion, Upon whofe dead corps there was such misuse, By thofe Welbwomen done, as may not be, K. Henry. It feems then, that the tidings of this broil Brake off our business for the holy Land. Weft. This, matcht with other, did, my gracious lord; For more uneven and unwelcome news Came from the North, and thus it did import. And shape of likelihood, the news was told; K. Henry. Here is a dear and true-industrious friend, Betwixt that Holmedon, and this Seat of ours: Ten thousand bold Scots, three and twenty Knights, To beaten Douglas, and the Earls of Athol, And is not this an honourable spoil ? A gallant prize? ha, coufin, is it not? Weft. In faith, a conqueft for a Prince to boast of. K. Henry. Yea, there thou mak'ft me fad, and mak'st me fin In Envy, that my lord Northumberland Should be the father of fo bleft a fon : A fon, who is the theam of Honour's tongue : of Of my young Harry. O could it be prov'd, Then would I have his Harry, and he mine. Coufin, What think you, Of this young Percy's pride? the prifoners, Weft. This is his uncle's teaching, this is Worcester, Malevolent to you in all aspects; Which makes him prune himself, and briftle up K. Henry. But I have fent for him to answer this; And for this cause a while we must neglect Our holy purpose to Jerufalem. Coufin, on Wednesday next, our Council we [Exeunt. SCENE, an Apartment of the Prince's. Now, Enter Henry Prince of Wales, and Sir John Falstaff. Fal. WOW, Hal, what time of day is it, lad? P. Henry. Thou art fo fat-witted with drinking old fack, and unbuttoning thee after fupper, and fleeping upon benches in the afternoon, that thou haft forgotten to demand That truly, which thou would't truly know. What a devil haft thou to do with the time of the day? unless hours were cups of fack, and minute capons, and clocks the tongues of bawds, and dials the figns of leaping-houses, and the bleffed Sun himself a fair hot wench in flame colour'd taffata; I fee no reafon why thou fhould't hould be fo fuperfluous, to demand the time of the day. Fal. Indeed, you come near me now, Hal. For we, that take purses, go by the moon and seven stars, and not by Phoebus, he, that wandring knight fo fair. And, I pray thee, fweet wag, when thou art King-as God fave thy Grace, (Majesty, I fhould fay; for grace thou wilt have none.) P. Henry. What! none? Fal. No, by my troth, not fo much as will serve to be prologue to an egg and butter. P. Henry. Well, how then? come, roundly, roundlyFal. Marry, then, fweet wag, when thou art King, (2) let not us that are fquires of the night's body, be call'd thieves of the day's booty. Let us be Diana's forefters, gentlemen of the fhade, minions of the Moon; and let men say, we be men of good government, being governed as the Sea is, by our noble and chaft miftrefs the Moon, under whofe countenance we fteal. P. Henry. Thou fay'ft well, and it holds well too; for the fortune of us, that are the Moon's men, doth ebb and flow like the Sea; being govern'd as the Sea is, by the Moon. As for proof, now: a purse of gold moft refolutely fnatch'd on Monday night, and moft diffolutely spent on Tuesday morning; got with fwearing, lay by; and fpent with crying, bring in: now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder ; and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the gallows. (2) Let not Vs, that are Squires of the Night's body, be call'd Thieves of the Day's Beauty.] This conveys no manner of Idea to me. How could They be call'd Thieves of the Day's Beauty? They robb'd by Moon-fhine; they could not steal the fair Day-light. I have ventur'd to fubftitute, Booty: and This I take to be the Meaning. Let us not be call'd Thieves, the Purloiners of that Booty, which, to the Proprietors, was the Purchafe of honeft Labour and Industry by Day. Fal. |