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A59501	K. Henry IV with the humours of Sir John Falstaff : a tragi-comedy as it is acted at the theatre in Little-Lincolns-Inn-Fields by His Majesty's servants : revived with alterations / written originally by Mr. Shakespear.	Betterton, Thomas, 1635?-1710.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616. King Henry IV. Part 1.	1700 (1700)	Wing S2928; ESTC R15771	43,964	58

Cuckows Bird Useth the Sparrow did oppress our Nest Grew by our Feeding to so great a Bulk That even our Love durst not come near your sight For fear of swallowing But with nimble wing We were inforc'd for safety's sake to fly Out of your sight and raise this present Head Whereby we stand opposed by such means As you your self have forg'd against your self By unkind Usage dangerous Countenance And violation of all Faith and Troth Sworn to us in your younger Enterprize King These things indeed you have articulated Proclaim'd at Market Crosses read in Churches To face the Garment of Rebellion And never yet did Insurrection want Such Water-colours to impaint his Cause Nor moody Beggars starving for a time Of Pell-mell Havock and Confusion Prin. In both our Armies there is many a Soul Shall pay full dearly for this Encounter If once they joyn in Trial. Tell your Nephew The Prince of Wales doth joyn with all the World In praise of Henry Percy By my Hopes This present Enterprize set off his head I do not think a braver Gentleman More Active Valiant or more valiant young More daring or more bold is now alive To grace this latter Age with Noble Deeds For my part I may speak it to my shame I have a Truant been to Chivalry And so I hear he doth account me too Yet this before my Fathers Majesty I am content that he shall take the odds Of his great Name and Estimation And will to save the Blood on either side Try Fortune with him in a Single Fight King And Prince of Wales so dare we venture thee Albeit Considerations infinite Do make against it No good Worster no We love our People well even those we love That are misled upon your Cousins part And will they take the offer of our Grace Both he and they and you yea every Man Shall be my Friend again and I 'll be his So tell your Cousin and bring me Word What he will do But if he will not yield Rebuke and dread Correction wait on us And they shall do their Office So be gone We will not now be troubled with reply We offer fair take it advisedly Exit Worcester Prin. It will not be accepted on my Life The Douglas and the Hotspur both together Are confident against the World in Arms. King Hence therefore every Leader to his Charge For on their Answer will we set on them And God befriend us as our Cause is just Exeunt Manet Prince and Falstaff Fal. Hal if thou see me down in the Battel And bestride me so 't is a point of Friendship Prin. Nothing but a Colossus can do thee that Friendship Say thy Prayers and farewel Falst I would it were Bed-time Hal and all well Prin. Why thou owest Heaven a death Fal. 'T is not due yet I would be loth to pay him before his day What need I be so forward with him that call's not on me Well 't is no matter Honour pricks me on But now if Honour prick me off when I come on How then Can Honour set to a leg No or an arm No Or take away the grief of a Wound No Honour hath no skill in Surgery then No. What is Honour a Word What is that Word Honour Air A trim Reckoning Who hath it He that dy'd a Wednesday Doth he feel it No. Doth he hear it No. Is it insensible then yea to the Dead But will it not live with the living No. Why Detraction will not suffer it therefore I 'll none of it Honour is a meer Scutcheon and so ends my Catechism Exit SCENE II. Enter Worcester and Sir Richard Vernon Wor. O no my Nephew must not know Sir Richard The liberal kind Offer of the King Ver. 'T were best he did Wor. Then we are all undone It is not possible it cannot be The King would keep his Word in loving us He will suspect us still and find a time To Punish this Offence in other Faults Supposition all our lives shall be stuck full of Eyes And we shall feed like Oxen at a Stall The better cherish'd still the nearer death My Nephews trespass may be well forgot It hath the excuse of Youth and heat of Bloud And an adopted Name of Priviledge A hare-brain'd Hotspur govern'd by a Spleen All his Offences live upon my Head And on his Fathers We did train him on And his Corruption being tane from us We as the Spring of all shall pay for all Therefore good Cousin let not Harry know In any Case the Offer of the King Ver. Deliver what you will I 'll say 't is so Here comes your Cousin Enter Hotspur Hot. My Uncle is return'd Deliver up my Lord of Westmerland Uncle what News Wor. The King will bid you Battel presently Dow. Defie him by the Lord of Westmerland Hot. Lord Dowglas Go you and tell him so Dow. Marry and shall and very willingly Exit Dowglas Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the King Hot. Did you beg any God forbid Wor. I told him gently of our Grievances Of his Oath breaking which he mended thus By now forswearing that he is forsworn He calls us Rebels Traitors and will scourge With haughty Arms this hateful Name in us Enter Dowglas Dow. Arm Gentlemen to Arms for I have thrown A brave defiance in King Henries teeth And Westmerland that was ingag'd did bear it Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on Wor. The Prince of Wales stept forth before the King And Nephew challeng'd you to single fight Hot. O would the Quarrel lay upon our Heads And that no Man might draw short breath to day But I and Harry Monmouth Tell me tell me How shew'd his Talking Seem'd it in contempt Ver. No by my Soul I never in my life Did hear a Challenge urg'd more modestly Unless a Brother should a Brother dare To gentle Exercise and proof of Arms. He gave you all the Duties of a Man Trim'd up your Praises with a Princely Tongue Spoke your Deservings like a Chronicle Making you ever better than his Praise By still dispraising Praise valu'd with you And which became him like a Prince indeed He made a blushing cital of himself And chide his Trewant Youth so with a Grace As if he mastered there a double Spirit Of teaching and of learning instantly There did he pause But let me tell the World If he out live the Envy of this day England did never owe so sweet a hope So much misconstrued in his Wantonness Hot. Cousin I think thou art enamoured On his follies never did I here Of any Prince so wild at Liberty But be he as he will yet once e're night I will embrace him with a Souldiers Arm That he shall shrink under my courtesie Arm arm with speed Enter Messenger Mes My Lord here are Letters for you Hot. I cannot read them now O Gentlemen the time of life is short To spend that shortness basely were too long If life did ride upon a

K. HENRY IV. WITH THE HUMOURS OF Sir John Falstaff A TRAGI-COMEDY As it is Acted at the THEATRE in Litttle-Lincolns-Inn-Fields BY His Majesty's Servants Revived with Alterations Written Originally by Mr. Shakespear LONDON Printed for R. W. and Sold by John Deeve at Bernards-Inn-Gate in Holborn 1700. Newly Published The Practice of the Spiritual or Ecclesiastical Courts wherein is contained their Original Stile and Causes usually Tryed in them with the manner of Proving Wills in common Form of Law Together with the manner of Proceeding in Cases of Defamation Right of Patronage Dilapidation Criminal Causes c. The Second Edition Corrected By H. Conset Sold by Sold by John Deeve at Bernards-Inn-Gate in Holborn 〈◊〉 Dramatis Personae MEN. King Henry IV. Mr. Berry Prince of Wales Mr. Scudemore John Earl of Lancaster Second Son to King Henry Mr. Bayly Northumberland Mr. Boman Harry Percy Sirnamed Hotspur his Son Mr. Verbruggen Westmerland Mr. Pack Worcester Mr. Freeman Mortimer   Owen Glendower Mr. Hodgson Dowglas Mr. Arnold Sir Walter Blunt Mr. Trout Sir Richard Vernon Mr. Harris Sir John Falstaff The Prince's Companion Mr. Betterton Poins The Prince's Companion   Petto The Prince's Companion   Gadshill The Prince's Companion   Bardolph The Prince's Companion Mr. Bright Francis the Drawer Mr. Bowen WOMEN Katherine Percy Hotspur ' s Wife Mr. Boman Hostess Mr. Leigh Sheriff Carriers Chamberlain Travellers c. K. HENRY IV. WITH THE HUMOURS OF Sir JOHN FALSTAFF ACT I. SCENE I. Enter King Lord John of Lancaster Earl of Westmorland with others King SO shaken as we are so wan with Care Find we a time for frighted Peace to pant No more shall trenching War channel her Fields Nor bruise her Flowrets with the armed Hoofs Of Hostile Paces The edge of War like an ill-sheathed Knife No more shall cut his Master Then let me hear Of you my gentle Cousin Westmerland What yesternight our Council did decree In forwarding this dear Expedience West My Liege This haste was hot in question And many limits of the Charge set down But yesternight When all athwart there came A Post from Wales loaden with heavy News Whose worst was That the Noble Mortimer Leading the Men of Heresordshire to fight Against the irregular and wild Glendower Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken And a thousand of his People butchered Upon whose dead Corps there was such misuse Such beastly shameless transformation By those Welshwomen done as may not be Without much shame re-told or spoken of King It seems then that the tidings of this Broil Brake off our business for the Holy Land West This matcht with other like my gracious Lord Far more uneven and unwelcome News Came from the North and thus it did report On Holy-Rood day the gallant Hotspur there Young Harry Percy and brave Archibald That ever valiant and approved Scot At Holmedon met where they did spend A sad and bloody hour As by discharge of their Artillery And shape of likelihood the News was told For he that brought them in the very Heat And pride of their Contention did take Horse Uncertain of the issue any way King Here is a dear and true industrious Friend Sir Walter Blunt new lighted from his Horse And he hath brought us smooth and welcome News The Earl of Dowglas is discomfited Ten thousand bold Scots two and twenty Knights Balk't in their own Blood did Sir Walter see On Holmedon's Plains Of Prisoners Hotspur took Mordake Earl of Fife and eldest Son To beaten Dowglas and the Earl of Athol Of Marry Angus and Menteith And is not this an Honourable Spoyl A gallant Prize Ha Cousin is it not In faith it is West A Conquest for a Prince to boast of King Yea there thou mak'st me sad and mak'st me sin In envy that my Lord Northumberland Should be the Father of so blest a Son Whil'st I by looking on the Praise of him See Ryot and Dishonour stain the Brow Of my young Harry O that it could be prov'd That some Night-tripping Fairy had exchang'd In Cradle-cloaths our Children where they lay And call'd mine Percy his Plantagenet Then would I have his Harry and he mine But let him from my Thoughts What think you Coze Of this young Percie 's Pride The Prisoners Which he in this Adventure hath surpriz'd To his own use he keeps and sends me word I shall have none but Mardake Earl of Fife West This is his Uncles teaching This is Worcester Malevolent to you in all Aspects Which makes him prune himself and bristle up The crest of Youth against your Dignity King But I have sent for him to answer this And for this cause a while me must neglect Our holy purpose to Jerusalem Cousin on Wednesday next our Council we will hold At Windsor so inform the Lords But come your self with speed to us again For more is to be said and to be done Than out of anger can be uttered West I will my Liege Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Henry Prince of Wales Sir John Falstaff Fal. Now Hal what time of day is it Lad Prince Thou art so fat-witted with drinking of old Sack and unbuttoning thee after Supper and sleeping upon Benches in the afternoon that thou hast forgotten to demand that truly which thou wouldst truly know What a Devil hast thou to do with the time of the day unless Hours were Cups of Sack and Minutes Capons and Clocks the Tongues of Bawds I see no reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand the time of the day Fal. Indeed you came near me now Hal. For we that take Purses go by the Moon and seven Stars and not by Phoebus he that wandring Knight so fair And I pray thee sweet Wag when thou art King as God save thy Grace Majesty I should say for Grace thou wilt have none Prince What! none Fal. No not so much as will serve to be Prologue to an Egg and Butter Prince Well how then Come roundly roundly Fal. Marry then sweet Wag when thou art King let not us that are Squires of the Nights body be call'd Thieves of the Days Beauty Let us be Diana's Foresters Gentlemen of the Shade Minions of the Moon and let Men say we be Men of good Government being governed as the Sea is by our noble and chast Mistress the Moon under whose countenance we steal Prince Thou say'st well and it holds well too for the Fortune of us that are the Moons Men doth ebb and flow like the Sea being governed as the Sea is by the Moon as for proof Now a Purse of Gold most resolutely snatch'd on Monday night and most dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning got with swearing Laid by And spent 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 ride of the Gallows Fal. Thou say'st true Lad And is not my Hostess of the Tavern a most sweet Wench Prince As is the Honey