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The sooner to effect what I intended ;
Grey. Never did faithful subject more rejoice
would have fold your King to slaughter,
Go therefore hence,
SC EN E III.
bring thee to Staines.
Bard. Would I were with him wheresome'er he is, either in heaven or in hell.
Quick. Nay, sure, he's not in hell; he's in Arthur's bofom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. He made a finer end, and went away, an it had been
chriftom child; a'parted ever just between twelve and one, even at the turning o'th' tide: For after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's end, I knew there was but one way; * for his nose was as sharp as a pen. How now, Sir John? quoth I: what, man? be of good cheer: fo a' cried out, God, God, God, three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him, a'shou'd not think of God; I hop'd, there was no need to trouble himfelf with any such thoughts yet: so a'bad melay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold as a stone, then I felt to his knees, and so upward, and upward, and all was as cold as
ftone. * for his nose was as sharp as a pen. and a Table of Green-Fields.] These words, and a table of green-fields, are not to be found in the old Editions of 1600 and 1608. This Nonsense got into all the following Editions by a pleasant Mistake of the stage Editors, who printed from the common piece-meal-written Parts in the Play-house. A Table was here dire&ted to be brought in (it being a Scene in a Tavern where they drink ai parting) and this Diređion crept into the Text from the Margin. Green-field was the Name of the Property-man in that Time who furnish'd Implements, &c. for the A&ors. A Table of Greenfield's.
Nin. They say, he cried out of Sack.
Boy. Yes, that he did ; and said they were devils incarnate.
Quick. A'could never abide carnation, 'twas a colour he never lik'd.
Boy. He said once, the deule would have him about
Quick. He did in some fort, indeed, handle women; but then he was rheumatic, and talk'd of the whore of Babylon.
Boy: Do you not remember, he saw a Flea stick upon Bardolph's nose, and said, it was a black soul burning in hell?
Bard. Well, the fuel is gone, that maintain'd that fire: that's all the riches I got in his service.
Nim. Shall we shog; the King will be gone from Southampton.
Pift. Come, let's away. My love, give me thy lips:
Boy. And that's but unwholesome food, they say.
Nim. I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; but adieu.
Pift. Let housewifery appear; keep close, I thee command. Quick. Farewel; adieu.
S G E N E IV.
Changes to the French King's Palace.
Enter the French King, the Dauphin, the Duke of Bur
gundy, and the Constable. King. HUS come the English with full power
upon us, * And more than carelesly it us concerns To answer royally in our defences. Therefore the Dukes of Berry, and of Britain, Of Brabant and of Orleans, shall make forth, And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift dispatch; To line and new repair our towns of war, With men of courage,
and with means defendant: For England his Approaches makes as fierce, As waters to the fucking of a gulf. It fits us then to be as provident As fear may teach us out of late examples, Left by the fatal and neglected English Upon our fields.
Dau. My most redoubted father, It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe: For peace itfelf should not so dull a Kingdom, (Though war, nor no known quarrel, were in question) But that defences, mufters, preparations, Should be maintain'd, affernbled, and collected, As were a war in expectation. Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all go forth, To view the fick and feeble parts of France: And let us do it with no fhew of fear;
* And more than carefully it us concerns] This was a Business indeed, that required more than Care to discharge it. Probably Shakespear wrote, more than carelesly. The King is supposed to hint here at the Dauphin's wanton Affront in sending over Tennis-Bails to Henry: which, arising from over-great Confidenceof their own Power, or Contempt of their Enemies would naturally breed carelellness,
No, with no more, than if we heard that England
Con. O peace, Prince Dauphin !
Dau. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high conftable.
Fr. King. Think we King Harry strong ;
* While that his mountain fire, on mountain standing,] We should read, mounting, ambitious, aspiring.