K. H.
Lords, give us leave; the prince of Wales, and I,
Must have some private conference: But be near
At hand, for we shall presently have need of you. [Exeunt Lords.
I know not whether God will ^note have it so,
For some displeasing service I have done,
That, in his secret doom, out of my blood

He'll breed revengement and a scourge for me:
But thou dost, in thy ^note passages of life,
Make me believe,—that thou art only mark'd
For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven,
To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else,
Could such inordinate, and low desires,
Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean attaints ^note,14Q0638
Such barren pleasures, rude society,
As thou art match'd withal, and grafted to,
Accompany the greatness of thy blood,
And hold their level with thy princely heart?

Pri.
So please your majesty, I would, I ^note could
Quit all offences with as clear excuse,
As well as, I am doubtless, I can purge
Myself of many I am charg'd withal:
Yet such extenuation let me beg,
As, in reproof of many tales devis'd,—
Which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear,—
By smiling pick-thanks, and base news-mongers,
I may, for some things true, wherein my youth
Hath faulty wander'd and irregular,
Find pardon on my true submission.

K. H.
God pardon ^note thee!—yet let me wonder, Harry,
At thy affections, which do hold a wing
Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors.
Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost,
Which by thy younger brother is supply'd;
And art almost an alien to the hearts
Of all the court and princes of my blood:
The hope and expectation of thy time
Is ruin'd; and the soul of every man
Prophetically does ^note fore-think thy fall.

Had I so lavish of my presence been,
So common-hackney'd in the eyes of men,
So stale and cheap to vulgar company;
Opinion, that did help me to the crown,
Had still kept loyal to possession;
And left me in reputeless banishment,
A fellow of no mark, nor likelihood.
By being seldom seen, I could not stir,
But, like a comet, I was wonder'd at:
That men would tell their children, This is he;
Others would say,—Where? which is Bolingbroke?
And then I stole14Q0639 all courtesy from heaven,
And dress'd myself in such humility,
That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts,
Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths,
Even in the presence ^note of the crowned king.
Thus did I ^note keep my person fresh, and new;
My presence, like a robe pontifical,
Ne'er seen but wonder'd at: and so my state,
Seldom, but sumptuous, shewed like a feast;
And won ^note, by rareness, such solemnity.
The skipping king, he ambl'd up and down
With shallow jesters, and rash bavin wits,
Soon kindl'd, and soon burnt: 'scarded ^note his state;
Mingl'd his royalty with carping ^note fools;
Had his great name prophaned with their scorns;
And gave his countenance, against his name,
To laugh with gybing ^note boys, and stand the push
Of every beardless vain comparative:
Grew a companion to the common streets,
Enfeoff'd ^note himself to popularity:
That, being daily swallow'd by men's eyes,

They surfeited with honey; and began
To loath the taste of sweets ^note, whereof a little
More than a little is by much too much.
So, when he had occasion to be seen,
He was but as the cuckoo is in June,
Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes,
As, sick and blunted with community,
Afford no14Q0640 extraordinary gaze,
Such as is bent on sun-like majesty
When it shines seldom in admiring eyes:
But rather drowz'd, and hung their eye-lids down,
Slept in his face, and render'd ^note such aspect
As cloudy men use to ^note their adversaries;
Being with his presence glutted, gorg'd, and full.
And in that very line, Harry, stand'st thou:
For thou hast lost thy princely priviledge,
With vile participation; not an eye
But is aweary of thy common sight,
Save mine, which hath desir'd to see thee more;
Which now doth that I would not have it do ^note,
Make blind itself with foolish tenderness.

Pri.
I shall hereafter, my thrice gracious lord,
Be more myself.

K. H.
For all the world,
As thou art at this ^note hour, was Richard then
When I from France set foot at ^note Ravenspurg;
And even as I was then, is Percy now.
Now by my scepter, and my soul to boot,
He hath more worthy interest to the state,
Than thou, the shadow of succession:
For, of no right, nor colour like to right,
He doth fill fields with harness in the realm;

Turns head against the lion's armed jaws;
And, being no more in debt to years than thou,
Leads ancient lords and reverend ^note bishops on,
To bloody battles, and to bruising arms.
What never-dying honour hath he got
Against renowned ^note Douglas; whose high deeds,
Whose hot incursions, and great name in arms,
Holds from all soldiers ^note chief majority,
And military title capital,
Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ?
Thrice hath this Hot-spur ^note Mars in swathing ^note cloaths,
This infant warrior, in his enterprises
Discomfited great Douglas; ta'en him once,
Enlarged him, and made a friend of him,
To fill the mouth of deep ^note defiance up,
And shake the peace and safety of our throne.
And what say you to this? Percy, Northumberland,
The archbishop's grace of York, Douglas, and Mortimer,
Capitulate against us, and are up.
But wherefore do I tell these news to thee?
Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes,
Which art my near'st and dearest enemy?
Thou that ^note art like enough,—through vassal fear,
Base inclination, and the start of spleen,—
To fight against me under Percy's pay,
To dog his heels, and curt'sy at his frowns,
To shew how much degenerate thou art?

Pri.
Do not think so, you shall not find it so:
And God ^note forgive them, that so much have sway'd
Your majesty's good thoughts away from me!
I will redeem all this on Percy's head,
And, in the closing of some glorious day,

Be bold to tell you, that I am your son;
When I will wear a garment all of blood,
And stain my favours14Q0641 in a bloody mask,
Which, wash'd away, shall scour my shame with it.
And that shall be the day, whene'er it lights,
That this same child of honour and renown,
This gallant Hot-spur, this all-praised knight,
And your unthought-of Harry, chance to meet:
For every honour sitting ^note on his helm,
'Would they were ^note multitudes; and on my head
My shames ^note redoubl'd! for the time will come,
That I shall make this northern youth exchange
His glorious deeds for my indignities:
Percy is but my factor, good my lord,
To engross up glorious ^note deeds on my behalf;
And I will call him to so strict account,
That he shall render every glory up,
Yea, even the slightest worship of his time,
Or I will tear the reck'ning from his heart.
This, in the name of God ^note, I promise here:
The which if he be pleas'd I shall perform, ^note
I do beseech your majesty, may salve
The long-grown wounds of my intemperance ^note:
If not, the end of life cancels all bonds;
And I will die a hundred ^note thousand ^note deaths,
Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow.

K. H.
A hundred thousand rebels die in this:—
Thou shalt have charge, and sovereign trust, herein. Enter Blunt, hastily.
How now, good Blunt? thy looks are full of speed.

Blu.
So is the ^note business that I come to speak of.
Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word,—

That Douglas, and the English rebels, met,
The eleventh of this month, at Shrewsbury:
A mighty and a fearful head they are,
If promises be kept on every hand,
As ever offer'd foul play in a state.

K. H.
The earl of Westmoreland set forth ^note to-day;
With him my son, lord John of Lancaster;
For this advertisement is five days old:—
On wednesday next, son Harry, you shall ^note set
Forward; on thursday, we ourselves will march.
Our meeting is Bridgnorth: and, Harry, you
Shall march through Glocestershire; by which account,
Our business valued,14Q0642 some twelve days hence
Our general forces at Bridgnorth shall meet.
Our hands are full of business: let's away;
Advantage feeds him ^note fat, while men delay. [Exeunt.

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