Fal. Let it fhine then.

Lan. Thine's too thick to shine.

Fal. Let it do fomething, my good lord, that may do me good, and call it what you will.

Lan. Is thy name Colevile?

Cole.

Is

IS, lord.

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Lan. A famous Rebel art thou, Colevile.
Fal. And a famous true Subject took him.
Cole. I am, my lord, but as my betters are,
That led me hither; had they been rul'd by me,
You fhould have won them dearer than you have.

Fal. I know not how they fold themfelves; but thou, like a kind fellow, gav'it thy felf away gratis; and I thank thee for thee.

SCENE VII.

Enter Weftmorland.

Lan. Now, have you left purfuit?
Weft. Retreat is made, and execution ftay'd.
Lan. Send Colevile then with his Confederates

To York, to prefent execution.

Blunt, lead him hence; and fee you guard him fure.

[Ex. with Colevile. And now dispatch we tow'rd the Court, my lords;

I hear, the King, my father, is fore fick;

Our news fhall go before us to his Majefty,
Which, coufin, you fhall bear to comfort him,
And we with fober fpeed will follow you..

Fal. My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go through Glosterfhire; and when you come to Court, pray, ftand my good Lord in your good report.

Stand my good Lord in your good report.] We muft either read, pray let me ftand, or by a conftruction fomewhat harfh, understand it thus. Give me leave

to go-and-fland.
to go-and-ftand. To stand in
a report, referred to the reporter,
is to perfift, and Falstaff did not
afk the prince to perfift in his
prefent opinion.

Lan.

Lan. Fare you well, Falstaff {** I, in my condition, thall better fpeak of you than you deferve.

Exit

Fal. I would, you had but the wit; were better than your dukedom. Good faith, this fame young fofa ber-blooded Boy doth not love me; nor a man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine. There's never any of thefe demute boys come to any proof; for thin drink doth fo over-cool their blood, and making many fifh-meals, that they fallinto a kind of male green-fickness; and then, when they marry, they get wenches. They are generally fools and cowards; which fome of us fhould be too, but for inflammation. A good Sherris-Sack hath a two-fold operation in it; it afcends me into the brain, dries me there all the foolish, dull and crudy vapours which environ it; makes it apprehenfive, quick,' forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable fhapes, which deliver'd o'er to the voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The fecond property of your excellent Sherris, is, the warning of the blood; which before cold and fet tled, left the liver white and paley which is the badge of pufillanimity and cowardife; but the Sherris warms it, and makes it courfe from the inwards, to the parts extreme; it illuminateth the face, which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the rest of this little Kingdom, Man, to arm; and then the vital commmoners and inland petty fpirits mufter me all to their captain, the hearty who, great, and puft up with this retinue, doth any deed of

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I, in my condition, Shall better speak of you than you deferve, I know not well the meaning of the word condition in this place; I believe it is the fame with temper of mind: I fhall, in my good nature, fpeak better of you than you merit. 9 This fame fober-blooded boy doth not love me, nor a man cannot make him laugh.] Falltaf

fpeaks here like a veteran in life.T The young prince did not love! him, and he def aired to gain his affection, for he could not make him laugh. Men only become friends by community of plea fures. He who cannot be softened into gayety cannot eafily be melted into kindness,

Forgetive from forge; in ventive, imaginative.

courage

courage; and this valour comes of Sherris. So that fkill in the weapon is nothing without fack, for that fets it a-work; and learning a meer hoard of gold kept by a devil, 'till Sack commences it, and fets it in act and use. Hereof comes it, that Prince Harry is valiant; for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, fteril, and bare land, manured, hufbanded, and till'd, with excellent endea your of drinking good, and good ftore of fertil Sherris, that he is become very hot and valiant. If I had a thousand fons, the firft human principle I would teach them should be to forfwear thin potations, and to addict themselves to Sack.

How now, Bardclph.

-Bard. The army is difcharged all, and gone. Fal. Let them go; I'll through Gloucestershire, and there will I vifit, mafter Robert Shallow, Efquire; 2 I have him already tempering between my finger and my thumb, and shortly will I feal with him.

Come

Come away.

[Exeunt.

Changes to the Palace at Westminster.

Enter King Henry, Warwick, Clarence, and Gloucester.

K. Henry. NOW, lords, if heav'n doth give fuc

end

To this debate that bleedeth at our doors,
We will our youth lead on to higher fields,
And draw no fwords but what are fanctify'd.
Our Navy is addrefs'd, our Pow'r collected,
Our Substitutes in abfence well invested,
And every thing lyes level to our with;

2 I have him already tempering to the old ufe of fealing with &c.] A very pleafant allufion foft wax.

VOL. IV.

WARBURTON.

Only

Only we want a little perfonal ftrength,

And paufe us, till these Rebels, now a foot,
Come underneath the yoke of Government.

War. Both which, we doubt not, but your Majefty Shall foon enjoy.

K. Henry. Humphrey, my fon of Gloucester,

Where is the Prince your brother?

Glou. I think he's gone to hunt, my lord, at Windfor.

K. Henry. And how accompanied?

Glou. I do not know, my lord.

K. Henry. Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him?

Glou. No, my good lord, he is in presence here.
Cla. What would my lord and father?

K. Henry. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of
Clarence,

How chance thou art not with the Prince thy brother?
He loves thee, and thou doft neglect him, Thomas;
Thou haft a better place in his affection,

Than all thy brothers; cherish it, my boy;
And noble offices thou may'ft effect
Of mediation, after I am dead,

Between his greatness and thy other brethren.
Therefore omit him not; blunt not his love
Nor lofe the good advantage of his grace,
By feeming cold, or carelefs of his will.
For he is gracious, if he be obferv'd,
He hath a tear for pity, and a hand
Open as Day, for melting charity,

Yet notwithstanding, being incens'd, he's flint;
As 3 humourous as winter, and as fudden
As flaws 4 congealed in the fpring of day.

3 Humourous as winter,] That is, changeable as the weather of a winter's day. Dryden fays of Almanzor, that he is bumorous as vind.

His

4 congealed in the Spring

of day] Alluding to the opinion of fome philofophers, that the vapours being congealed in the air by cold, (which is moft

intenfe

His temper therefore must be well obfery'd;

Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive his blood inclin'd to mirth,
But being moody, give him line and fcope,

Till that his paffions, like a Whale on ground,
Confound themfelves with working. Learn this,

Thomas,

And thou shalt prove a fhelter to thy friends,
A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers in,
That the united veffel of their blood,
Mingled with venom of fuggeftion,

As, force-per force, the age will pour it in,
Shall never leak, though it doth work as ftrong
As Aconitum, or 5 rafh gun-powder.

Cla. I fhall obferve him with all care and love.
K. Henry, Why art thou not at Windfor with him,
Thomas?

Cla. He is not there to-day; he dinés in London.
K. Henry. And how accompanied? canft thou tell
that ?

Cla. With Poins, and other his continual followers.
K. Henry. Moft fubject is the fatteft foil to weeds;
And he, the noble image of my youth,'

Is over fpread with them; therefore my grief
Stretches it felf beyond the hour of death.

The blood weeps from my heart, when I do fhape,
In forms imaginary, th' unguided days
And rotten times that you fhall look upon,
When I am fleeping with my ancestors,
For when his headstrong riot hath no curb,
When rage and hot blood are his councellors,
When means and lavish manners meet together,

intenfe towards the morning) and being afterwards ratified and let "loofe by the warmth of the fun,

5 Rafh gun povider] Rush is quick, violent, fudden. This reprefentation of the prince, is a

Boccafion thofe fudden and impe-natural picture of a young man.
tuous gufts of wind which are whofe paffions are yet too strong
Called Flaws.
HANMER for his virtues.

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