Crouch for employment. Pardon, gentles all, The flat unraiséd spirits that have dared On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs ' the receiving earth : Scene 1.] KING HENRY V. 43 For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings; Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass: for the which supply, Admit me Chorus to this history; Who prologue-like your humble patience pray, Cant. My lord, I'll tell you,-that self bill is Which in the eleventh year of the last king's reign But that the scambling and unquiet time Did push it out of farther question Ely. But what prevention? Cant. The king is full of grace and fair regard. Ely. And a true lover of the holy church Cant. The courses of his youth promised it not. The breath no sooner left his father's body, But that his wildness, mortified in him, Seemed to die too; yea, at that very moment, Consideration, like an angel, came And whipped the offending Adam out of him. Leaving his body as a paradise, To envelope and contain celestial spirits. With such a heady current, scouring faults; So soon did lose his seat, and all at once, Ely. We are blessed in the change. And all-admiring with an inward wish You would desire the king were made a prelate : The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, |