SCENE, the French Court, at Trois in Cham paigne. Enter at one door King Henry, Exeter, Bedford, Warwick, and other Lords; at another, the French King, Queen Ifabel, Princess Catharine, the Duke of Burgundy, and other French. Eace to this meeting, wherefore we are K. Henry. Place met: . Unto our brother France, and to our sister, Health and fair time of day; joy, and good wishes, And, Princes French, and Peers, health to you all. Q. Ifa. So happy be the iffue, brother England, Unto this bar and royal interview, Your Mightineffes on both parts can witness. You have congreeted: let it not difgrace me, Her vine, the merry chearer of the heart, (40) The even mead, that erft brought fweetly forth And all our vineyards, fallows, meads and hedges, (40) Her Vine -Unpruned dyes :] We must read, as Mr. Warburton intimated to me, lies: For neglect of Pruning does not kill the Vine, but caufes it to ramify immoderately, and grow wild; by which the requifite Nourishment is withdrawn from its Fruit. (41) Defective in their Natures, grow to Wildness.] Quite contrary; they were not defective, but exuberant in their Natures, and crefcive Faculty only, wanting their due Cultivation, they degenerated. We must therefore read, Nurtures. Mr. Warburton. Which to reduce into our former favour, K. Henry. If, Duke of Burgundy, you would the peace, Whose want gives growth to th' imperfections Which you have cited; you must buy that peace With full accord to all our juft demands: Whose tenours and particular effects You have, enfchedul'd briefly, in your hands. Burg. The King hath heard them; to the which as yet There is no answer made. K. Henry. Well, then; the peace, Which you before fo urg'd, lyes in his anfwer. K. Henry. Brother, we fhall. Go, uncle Exeter, we will fuddenly (42) Pafs our accept, and peremptory anfwer.] As the French King defires more Time to confider deliberately of the Articles, tis odd and abfurd for him to say abfolutely, that he would accept them all. He certainly muft mean, that he would at once wave and decline what he dislik'd, and confign to fuch as he approv'd of. Our Author uses pass in this manner, in other places. K. John ; But if you fondly pass our proffer'd Love ; Yet, furely, Caffio, I believe, receiv'd Mr. Warburton. And And we'll confign thereto. Will you, fair fister, Q. Ifa. Our gracious brother, I will go with them; K. Henry. Yet leave our coufin Catharine here with us, She is our capital demand, compris'd Within the fore-rank of our articles. Q. Ifa. She hath good leave. [Exeunt. Manent King Henry, Catharine, and a Lady. K. Henry. Fair Catharine, moft fair, Will you vouchfafe to teach a foldier terms, Such as will enter at a lady's ear, And plead his love-fuit to her gentle heart? Cath. Your Majefty fhall mock at me, I cannot speak your England. K. Henry. O fair Catharine, if you will love me foundly with your French heart, I will be glad to hear you confefs it brokenly with your English tongue. Do you like me, Kate? Cath. Pardonnez moy, I cannot tell vat is like me. K. Henry. An angel is like you, Kate, and you are like an angel. Cath. Que dit-il, que je fuis femblable à les Anges? Lady. Ouy, vrayement, (fauf voftre grace) ainfi dit-il. K. Henry. I faid fo, dear Catharine, and I muft not blush to affirm it. Cath. O bon Dieu! les langues des hommes font pleines de tromperies. K. Henry. What fays fhe, fair one? that tongues of men are full of deceits? Lady. Ouy, dat de tongues of de mans is be full of deceits dat is de Princes. K. Henry. The Princess is the better English Woman. I'faith, Kate, my wooing is fit for thy understanding; I am glad thou canft speak no better English, for if thou could'ft, thou would'ft find me fuch a plain King, that thou would't think I had fold my farm to buy my Crown. Crown. I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to fay, I love you; then if you urge me further than to fay, do you in faith? I wear out my fuit. Give me your anfwer; i'faith, do; and fo clap hands and a bargain; how fay you, lady? Cath. Sauf voftre honneur, me understand well. K. Henry. Marry, if you would put me to verfes, or to dance for your fake, Kate, why you undid me; for the one I have neither words nor meafure; and for the other I have no ftrength in measure, yet a reasonable measure in ftrength. If I could win a lady at leap-frog, or by vaulting into my faddle with my armour on my back; under the correction of bragging be it fpoken, I fhould quickly leap into a wife: Or if I might buffet for my love, or bound my horfe for her favours, I could lay on like a butcher, and fit like a jack-an-apes, never off. But, before God, Kate, I cannot look greenly, nor gafp out my eloquence, nor have I cunning in proteftation; only downright oaths, which I never ufe till urg'd, and never break for urging. If thou canft love a fellow of this temper, Kate, whofe face is not worth fun-burning; that never looks in his glafs for love of any thing he fees there; let thine eye be thy cook. I fpeak plain foldier; if thou canst love me for this, take me; if not, to fay to thee that I fhall die, is true; but for thy love, by the lord, no: yet I love thee too. And while thou liv'ft, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and uncoined conftancy, for he perforce must do thee right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that can rhime themselves into ladies favours, they do always reason themfelves out again. What? a fpeaker is but a prater; a rhime is but a ballad; a good leg will fall, a ftraight back will stoop, a black beard will turn white, a curl'd pate will grow bald, a fair face will wither, a full eye will wax hollow; but a good heart, Kate, is the fun and the moon; or rather the fun, and not the moon ; for it fhines bright and never changes, but keeps his course truly. If thou would'st have fuch a one, take G 2 |