Confirm'd confpiracy with fearful France: Ere He take fhip for France; and in Southampton. [Exit. Enter Exeter, Bedford, and Weftmorland. Bed. ORE God, his Grace is bold to trust these 'FOR traitors. Exe. They shall be apprehended by and by. Weft. How fmooth and even they do bear themselves, As if allegiance in their bofoms fat, Crowned with faith and constant loyalty! Bed. The King hath note of all that they intend, By interception which they dream not of. Exe. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, Whom he hath lull'd and cloy'd with gracious favours; That he should for a foreign purse so fell His Sovereign's life to death and treachery! [Trumpets found. Enter the King, Scroop, Cambridge, Grey, and Atten dants. K. Henry. Now fits the wind fair, and we will aboard. My lord of Cambridge, and my lord of Masham, * For which we have in aid affembled them? Scroop. No doubt, my Liege; if each man do his best. K. Henry. I doubt not that; fince we are well perfuaded, We carry not a heart with us from hence, That grows not in a fair confent with ours: Nor, leave not one behind, that doth not wish Succefs and conqueft to attend on us. Cam. Never was monarch better fear'd, and lov'd, Than is your Majefty; there's not a subject, That fits in heart-grief and uneafiness Under the fweet fhade of your government. Grey. True; thofe, that were your father's enemies Have fteept their gauls in honey, and do serve you With hearts create of duty and of zeal. K. Henry. We therefore have great cause of thankfulness ; And fhall forget the office of our hand, Scroop. So fervice fhall with fteeled finews toil; K. Henry. We judge no lefs. Uncle of Exeter, That rail'd against our perfon: we confider, And on his more advice we pardon him. For which we have in head affembled them?] This is not an English Phrafeology. I am perfuaded Shakespear wrote, For which we have in Aid affembled them? alluding to the Tenures of thofe Times. Mr. Warburton. Scroop. Scroop. That's mercy, but too much security: Let him be punish'd, Sovereign, left example Breed (by his fuff'rance) more of fuch a kind. K. Henry. O, let us yet be merciful. Cam. So may your Highnefs, and yet punifh too. Grey. You fhew great mercy, if you give him life, After the tafte of much correction. K. Henry. Alas, your too much love and care of me Are heavy orifons 'gainst this poor wretch. If little faults, proceeding on diftemper, Shall not be wink'd at, how fhall we ftretch our eye, When capital crimes, chew'd, fwallow'd and digefted, Appear before us? we'll yet enlarge that man, Though Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey, in their dear care And tender prefervation of our perfon, Would have him punifh'd. Now to our French causes; Who are the late commiffioners? Cam. I one, my lord. Your Highness bad me ask for it to day. Grey. And I, my Sovereign. K. Henry. Then Richard, Earl of Cambridge, there is yours: There yours, lord Scroop of Mafham; and Sir Knight, Read them, and know, I know your worthiness. We will aboard to-night. Why, how now, gentlemen? Cam. I confess my fault, 1 And do submit me to your Highness' mercy. K. Henry. The mercy, that was quick in us but late, By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd: L 6 You See you, my ༔ You must not dare for fhame to talk of mercy; Could out of thee extract one spark of evil, That admiration did not whoop at them. With patches, colours, and with forms being fetcht But he, that temper'd thee, bad thee ftand up; Gave thee no inftance why thou fhouldft do treafon, Oh, how haft thou with jealousy infected The sweetness of affiance! Shew men dutiful? -Their faults are open; Arreft them to the answer of the law, And God acquit them of their practices ! Exe. I arreft thee of high treason, by the name of Richard Earl of Cambridge. I arreft thee of high treafon, by the name of Henry Lord Scroop of Mafham. I arreft thee of high treafon, by the name of Thomas Grey, Knight of Northumberland. Scroop. Our purposes God juftly hath discover'd, And I repent my fault, more than my death; Which I beseech your Highness to forgive, Although my body pay the price of it. Camb. For me, the gold of France did not feduce, Although I did admit it as a motive The |