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Bring up his Pow’rs ; but he did long in vain!
Who then persuaded you to stay at home?
There were two Honours loft ; yours and your son's,
For yours, may heav'nly glory brighten it'!
For his, it stuck upon him

as the Sun
In the grey vault of heav'n; and by his light
Did all the chivalry of England move
To do brave acts. He was indeed the glass,
Wherein the noble Youth did dress themselves.
• He had no legs, that practis'd not his gait;
And speaking thick, which Nature made his blemish,
Became the accents of the valiant ;
For those, that could speak low and tardily,
Would turn their own perfection to abuse,
To seem like him : So that in speech, in gait,
In diet, in affections of delight,
In military rules, humnours of blood,
He was the mark and glass, copy and book,
That fashion'd others. And him, wondrous him !
O miracle of men ! him did you leave
Second to None, unseconded by You,
To look upon the hideous God of War
In disadvantage ; to abide a field,
Where nothing but the sound of Hot-spur's Name
Did seem defensible. So you left Him.
Never, 0, never do his Ghost the wrong,
To hold your honour more precise and nice
With others, than with him. Let them alone :
The Marshal and the Archbishop are strong.

sweet Harry had buc half their numbers, To day might I, (hanging on Hot-Spur's neck) Have talk'd of Monmoutb's Grave.

North, Beshrew your heart,
Fair daughter, you do draw my spirits from me,
With new-lamenting ancient over-sights.

Had my

6 He bad no legs, &c.) The of those added by Shakespeare twenty-two following lines are after his first edition, Pope.


But I must go and meet with danger there,
Or it will seek me in another place,
And find me worse provided.

L. North. Fly to Scotland,
'Till that the Nobles and the armed Commons
Have of their puissance made a little taste.
L. Percy. If they get ground and 'vantage of the

King, Then join you with them, like a rib of steel, To make strength stronger. But, for all our loves, First let them try themselves. So did your son: He was so suffer'd; so came I a widow; And never shall have length of Life enough, ; To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes, That it may grow and sprout as high as heav'n, For recordation to my noble husband. North. Come, come, go in with me. 'Tis with my

mind As with the tide swell'd up unto his height, That makes a still-stand, running neither way. Fain would I go to meet the Archbishop, But many thousand reasons hold me back : I will resolve for Scotland; there am I, 'Till time and ’vantage crave my company. (Exeunt.

7 To rain upon remembrance-] Grace and remembrance be unto Alluding to the plant, rosemary,

you borb, &c. so called, and used in funerals. For as rue was called herb of Thus in The Winter's Tale,

grace, from its being used in ex, For you there's rosemary and rue, orcisms: fo rosemary was called these keep

remembrance, from its being 2 Seeming and favour all the winter cephalic. WARBURTON.



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Phang. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of Mrs. Quickly.

Fal. Away, varlets. Draw, Bardolph, cut me off the villain's head; throw the quean in the kennel.

Hoft. Throw me in the kennel? I'll throw thee in the kennel. Wilt thou? wilt thou? thou bastardly rogue. Murder, murder! O thou ’ hony-suckle villain, wilt thou kill God's officers and the King's ? O thou honyfeed rogue! thou art a hony-seed, a man-queller, and a woman-queller.

Fal. Keep them off, Bardolph.
Phang. A rescue, a rescue !

. Good people, bring a rescue or two ; ' thou
wo't, wo't thou? thou wo’t, wo't thou ? do, do, thou
rogue, do, thou hemp-seed!

. + Away, you scullion, you rampallian, you fuftilarian : I'll tickle your catastrophe.

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Enter Chief Justice attended. Cb. Juft. What's the matter ? keep the peace here, hoa!

Hoft. Good my lord, be good to me. I beseech you, stand to me. Cb. Juft. How now, Sir John? what, are you

brawling here? Doth this become your place, your time, and business ? You should have been well on your way to York.

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Hony-fuckle villain - hony 4 Fal. Away, you scallion.] feed rogue) The landlady's cor This speech is given to the page ruption of homicidal and bomicide. in all the editions to the folio of

THEOBALD. 1664. It is more proper for 3 Thou wo't, wo't thou ? &c.] Fulflaff, but that the boy must The first folio reads, I think, less not sand quite filent and useless properly, thou wilt nut? thou

on the stage. wilt not?

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-Stand from him, fellow ; wherefore hang'st thou on

him? Host. O my most worshipful lord, an't please your Grace, I am a poor widow of Eat-cheap, and he is arrested at my fuit.

Ch. Just. For what sam ?

Hoft. It is more than for some, my lord, it is for all; all I have ; he hath eaten me out of house and home ; he hath put all my substance into that fat belly of his. -But I will have some of it out again, or I'll ride thee o'nights, like the mare.

Fal. I think, I am as like to ride the mare, if I have any 'vantage of ground to get up.

Ch. Juft. How comes this, Sir John ? fie, what man of good temper would endure this tempest of exclamation ? are you not alham'd to inforce a poor widow to so rough a course to come by her own ?

Fal. What is the gross sum that I owe thee?

Hot. Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thy felf, and the mony too.

Thou didst swear to me on a parcel-gile goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, on Wednesday in Whitsunweek, when the Prince broke thy head s for likening his father to a singing man of Windsor ; thou did it swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it? did not good-wife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then, and call me gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar; telling us, she had a good dish of prawns; whereby tlou didst desire to eat some; whereby I told thee, they were ill for a green wound; and didst not thou, when she was gone down stairs,

s For likening lis father to a tion is right; the prince might finging man.) Such is the read- allow familiarities with himself

, ing of the first edition, all the and yet very properly break the reit have for likening him to a knight's head when he ridiculed Singing man. The original edi- his father, 8


desire me to be no more so familiarity with such poor people, saying, that ere long they should call me Ma. dam? and didst thou not kiss me, and bid me fetch thee thirty shillings? I put thee now to thy book oath; deny it, if thou canst.

Fal. My lord, this is a poor mad soul, and she says up and down the town, that her eldest son is like you. She hath been in good case, and the truth is, poverty hath distracted her. But for these foolish Officers, I beseech you, I may have redress against them.

Ch. Juft. Sir John, Sir John, I am well acquainted with your manner of wrenching the true cause the false way. It is not a confident brow, nor the throng of words that come with such more than impudent sawciness from you, can thrust me from a level consideration. I know, you have practised upon the easyyielding spirit of this woman.

Hoft. Yes, in troth, my lord.

Ch. Just. Pry’thee, peace.- Pay her the debt you owe her, and unpay the villainy you have done her ; the one you may do with sterling mony, and the other with current repentance.

Fal. My lord, I will not undergo ? this sneap without reply. You call honourable boldness impudent fawciness; if a man will court'sie and say nothing, he is virtuous. No, my lord, my humble duty remember’d, I will not be your suitor; ! say to you, I desire deliverance from these officers, being upon hasty employment in the King's affairs.

Ch. Just. You speak, as having power to do wrong; I know you have fractised) and perfon. Without this the In the first quarto it is read thus. following exhortation of the You have, as it a; pears to 71,

Chief Justice is less proper. practised upon the easy yielding 7 This imea ] A2 Grkjhire word fpirit of this woman, and made for rebuke.

POPE. ber serve your vjes both in purse

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