Oh, with what wings fhall his affection fly.X To'ward fronting peril and oppos'd decaytove doidW War. My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite; The prince but studies his companions,

Like a strange tongue, wherein to gain the language, 'Tis needful, that the most immodest word

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Your highness knows, comes to no farther ufe,. H
But to be known and hated. So, like grofs terms, A
The Prince will in the perfectness of time
Caft off his followers; and their memory
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Shall as a pattern or a measure live,
By which his grace muft mete the lives of others;A
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Weft. Health to my Sovereign, and new happiness Added to that, which I am to deliver

Prince John, your son, doth kiss your Grace's hand: Mowbray, the Bishop Scroop, Haflings, and all, Q Are brought to the correction of your Law; There is not now a rebel's fword unheath'd, But Peace puts forth her Olive ev'ry where The manner how this action hath been borne, usin Here at more leifure, may your Highness read, i With every course, 7 in his particularid mot Lassé hma odooK Henry. 900! -ba6 9780 folosea T taken pleasure in bad company,

bis affection] His paf

:fions; his inordinate defires.

6 'Tis feldom when the bee, &c.] As the bee, having once placed her comb in a carcafe, flays by her honey, fo he that has once

will continue to affociate with those that have the art of pleafing him.

7 In his particular.] We should read, I think, in this particular :

that

K. Henry Weftmorland, thou art a fummer bird, Which ever in the haunch of winter fings it w1⁄4 ̧° The lifting up of day. boy biol zuersty y M \t\J

anoinsa.no zid esibel and somng sIT ɔnsupari adı nis Enter Harcourtene sgasifi s ɔu. I brow flabommi flom szed: uibosa D Look, here's more news. Sangal bug nocy L'bool ad Har. From enemies heav'n keep your Majefty And, when they stand against you, may they fall As those that I am come to tell you of! The Earl Northumberland, and the lord Bardolph, With a great Pow'r of English and of Scots Are by the Sh'riff of Yorkshire overthrown. The manner and true order of the fight, This packet, please it you, contains at large,

K. Henry. And wherefore fhould these good news make me fick ?

Will fortune never come with both hands full,
But write her fair words ftill in fouleft letters?
She either gives a ftomach, and no food,
Such are the poor, in health; or else a feast,
And takes away the ftomach; fuch the rich,
That have abundance and enjoy it note ayn
I fhould rejoice now at thefe happy news,os A
And now my fight fails, and my brain is giddy.
O me, come near me, nowolanganuch ill!f.
Glou. Comfort your Majesty of tågnold me
Cla. Oh, my royal father lader won ton e sud T
Weft. My fovereign lord, chear up yourself, look up.
War. Be patient, Princes; you do know, thefe fits
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Stand from him, give him air; he'll straight be well.
Cla. No, no, he cannot long hold out thefe pangs;
Th' inceffant care and labour of his mind

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So thin, that life looks through, and will break out.
Glou. 9 The people fear me; for they do obferve
1 Unfather'd heirs and loathly birds of Nature:
2 The Seasons change their manners, as the year
Had found fome months afleep, and leap'd them over.
Cla. The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb between;
And the old folk, time's doting chronicles,
Say, it did fo a little time before

That our great Granfire Edward fick'd and dy’d. A
War. Speak lower, Princes, for the King recovers.
Glou. This apoplex will, certain, be his end.

K. Henry. I pray you, take me up, and bear me

hence

Into fome other chamber. Softly, 'pray.

Let there be no noife made, my gentle friends, 3 Unless fomé dull and favourable hand

Will whisper mufick to my weary fpirit."

War. Call for the mufick in the other room.
K. Henry. Set me the crown upon the pillow here.
Cla. His eye is hollow, and he changes much.
War. Les noife, lefs noife.

9 The people fear me; -]

i. e.

make me afraid; which

3 Unless fome DULL AND favourable band. Thus the old

fenfe the Oxford Editor not tak-editions read it Evidently corrupt.

ing, alters it to fear it. WARB.

1 Unfather'd heirs.] That is, equivocal births; animals that had no animal progenitors; productions not brought forth ac cording to the flated laws of ge

ncration.

2 The feafons change their manners,] This is finely expreffed; alluding to the terms of rough and harsh, and mild and Joft, applied to weather. WARB.

Shakespear feems to have wrote,
Unless fome DOLEING favoura

ble band.

Doleing, i. e. a hand ufing foft melancholy airs. WARBURTON.

I rather think that dull fignifies, melancholy, gentle, foothing. Doleing cannot be received without fome example of its ufe, which the commentator has not given, and my memory will not fupply. fupply

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P. Henry. Who faw the Duke of Clarence?
Cla. I am here, brother, full of heaviness.

P. Henry. How now! rain within doors, and none abroad?

How doth the King?

Glou. Exceeding ill.

P. Henry. Heard he the good news yet?
Tell it him.

Glow. He alter'd much upon the hearing it.
P. Henry, If he be fick with joy,

He'll recover without phyfick.

War. Not fo much noife, my lords. Sweet Prince, speak low;

The King, your father, is difpos'd to fleep.

Cla. Let us withdraw into the other room.

War, Will't please your grace to go along with us? P. Henry, No; I will fit, and watch here by the King. [Exeunt all but P. Henry. Why doth the Crown lye there upon his pillow, Being fo troublesome a bed-fellow?

O polish'd perturbation! golden care!

That keep'ft the ports of lumber open wide
To many a watchful night. Sleep with it now.-
Yet not fo found, and half so deeply fweet,
As he, whose brow, with homely biggen bound,
Snores out the watch of night. O Majefty!
When thou doft pinch thy bearer, thou doft fit
Like a rich armor worn in heat of day,
That fcalds with fafety. By his gates of breath
There lies a downy feather, which ftirs not;
Did he fufpire, that light and weightless Down
Perforce must move. My gracious lord! my father!
This fleep is found, indeed; this is a fleep,

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Warwick, Gloucester, and Clarence.

K. Henry, Warwick! Gloucester! Clarence!
Cla. Doth the King call?

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War. What would your Majefty?, how fares your Grace mish did obie busift and T K. Henry, Why did you leave me here alone, my

lords? als zid emez vibnizi dhe gnola W Cla. We left the Prince my brother here, my Liege, WV Who undertook to fit and watch by you. Roomy I and I K. Henry. The Prince of Wales? where is hd let

me fee him, oɔ ai 9H

ssbase W War. This door is open, he is gone this way HX Glou. He came not through the chamber where we ftay'd.

K. Henry. Where is the Crown? who took it from
my pillow? ni aro)
War. When we withdrew, my Liege, we left it

here.

K. Henry. The Prince hath ta'en it hence; go feek

him out.

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