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To fine his title with some show of truth,
(Though, in pure truth, it was corrupt and naught)
Conveyed ? himself as heir to the lady Lingare,
Daughter to Charlemain, who was the son
To Lewis the emperor, and Lewis the son
Of Charles the Great. Also king Lewis the Tenth,
Who was sole heir to the usurper Capet,
Could not keep quiet in his conscience,
Wearing the crown of France, till satisfied
That fạir queen Isabel, his grandmother,
Was lineal of the lady Ermengare,
Daughter to Charles the foresaid duke of Lorain :
By the which marriage, the line of Charles the Great
Was reunited to the crown of France.
So that, as clear as is the summer's sun,
King Pepin's title, and Hugh Capet's claim,
King Lewis his satisfaction, all appear
To hold in right and title of the female.
So do the kings of France unto this day;
Howbeit they would hold up this Salique law,
To bar your highness claiming from the female ;
And rather.choose to hide them in a net,
Than amply to imbare 4 their crooked titles
Usurped from


and K. Hen. May I, with right and conscience, make

this claim
Cant. The sin upon my head, dread sovereign!
For in the book of Numbers is it writ,-
When the son dies, let the inheritance
Descend unto the daughter. Gracious lord,
Stand for your own; unwind your bloody flag;
Look back unto your mighty ancestors ;
Go, my dread lord, to your great grandsire's tomb,

K. Hen. May 1, widur progenitors


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1 To fine is to embellish, to trim, to make showy or specious: Limare. The folío reads find.

2 Shakspeare found this expression in Holinshed; and, though it sounds odd to modern ears, it is classical.

3 This should be Lewis the Ninth, as it stands in Hall's Chronicle. Shakspeare has been led into the error by Holinshed, whose Chronicle he followed.

4 The folio reads imbarre; the quarto imbace.


From whom you claim ; invoke his warlike spirit,
And your great uncle's, Edward the Black Prince ;
Who on the French ground played a tragedy,
Making defeat on the full power of France;
Whiles his most mighty father on a hill
Stood smiling, to behold his lion's whelp
Forage in blood of French nobility.?
0, noble English, that could entertain
With half their forceś tlie full pride of France;
And let another half stand laughing bý,
All out of work, and cold for action!

Ely. Awake remembrance of these valiant dead,
And with your puissant arm renew their feats.
You are their heir ; you sit upon their throne;
The blood and courage that renowned them,
Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant liege
Is in the very May-morn of his youth,
Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises.

Exe. Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth
Do all expect that you should rouse yourself,
As did the former lions of your blood.
West. They know your grace hath cause, and

means, and might; So hath your highness ;? never king of England Had nobles richer, and more loyal subjects; Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England, And lie pavilioned in the fields of France.

Cant. 0, let their bodies follow, my dear liege,
With blood, and sword, and fire, to win your right.
In aid whereof, we of the spirituality
Will raise your highness such a mighty sum,
As never did the clergy at one time
Bring in to any of your ancestors.
. K. Hen. We must not only arm to invade the

But lay down our proportions to defend

1 This alludes to the battle of Cressý, as described by Holinshëd, vol. ii. p. 372.

i. e. your highness hath indeed what they think and know you have.

Against the Scot, who will make road upon us
With all advantages.

Cant. They of those marches, gracious sovereign,
Shall be a wall sufficient to defend
Our inland from the pilfering borderers.
K. Hen. We do not mean the coursing snatchers

But fear the main intendment? of the Scot,
Who hath been still a giddy neighbor to us.
For you shall read, that my great grandsather
Never went with his forces into France,
But that the Scot on his unfurnished kingdom
Came pouring, like the tide into a breach,
With ample and brimfulness of his force ;
Galling the gleaned land with hot essays;
Girding, with grievous siege, castles and towns;
That England, being empty of defence,
Hath shook and trembled at the ill neighborhood.?
Cant. She hath been then more feared than harmed,

my liege.
For hear her but exampled by herself,-
When all her chivalry hath been in France,
And she a mourning widow of her nobles,
She hath herself not only well defended,
But taken, and impounded as a stray,
The king of Scots; whom she did send to France,
To fill king Edward's fame with prisoner kings;
And make her chronicle as rich with praise,
As is the ooze and bottom of the sea
With sunken wreck and sumless treasuries.
West. But there's a saying, very old and true,

If that you will France win,

Then with Scotland first begin. For once the eagle England being in prey, To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot

1 The marches are the borders.

2 The main intendment is the principal purpose, that he will bend his whole force against us; the Bellum in aliquem intendere of Livy.

3 The quarto reads, " at the bruit thereof."


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Comes sneaking, and so sucks her princely eggs ;
Playing the mouse, in absence of the cat,
To spoil and havock more than she can eat.

Exe. It follows, then, the cat must stay at home.
Yet that is but a crushed necessity;
Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries,
And pretty traps to catch the petty thieves.
While that the armed hand doth fight abroad,
The advised head defends itself at home;
For government, though high, and low, and lower,
Put into parts, doth keep in one concent;
Congruing in a full and natural close,
Like music.

Cant. True ; therefore doth Heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavor in continual motion; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience; for so work the honey bees; Creatures, that, by a rule in nature, teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king, and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds; Which pillage, they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold; The civil s citizens kneading up the honey;

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1 “ Yet that is but a crushed necessity." This is the reading of the folio. The editors of late editions have adopted the reading of the quarto copy,

6 cursed necessity." 2 Concent is connected harmony in general, and not confined to any specific consonance. Concentio and concentus are both used by Cicero for the union of voices or instruments, in what we should now call a chorus or concert.

36 The act of order" is the statute or law of order ; as appears from the reading of the quarto. “ Creatures that by awe ordain an art of order to a peopled kingdom.”

4 i. e. of different degrees : if it be not an error of the press for sort, i. e. rank.

5 « The civil citizens kneading up the honey.” Civil is grave. See

The poor

mechanic porters crowding in
Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate;
The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,
Delivering o'er to executors pale
The lazy, yawning drone. I this infer,-
That many things, having full reference
To one concent, may work contrariously;
As many arrows, loosed several ways,
Fly to one mark;
As many several ways meet in one town;
As many fresh streams run in one self-sea;
As many lines close in the dial's centre;
So may a thousand actions, once afoot,
End in one purpose, and be all well borne
Without defeat. Therefore to France, my liege.
Divide your happy England into four;
Whereof take you one quarter into France,
And you withal shall make all Gallia shake.
If we, with thrice that power left at home,
Cannot defend our own door from the dog,
Let us be worried; and our nation lose
The name of hardiness, and policy.
K. Hen. Call in the messengers sent from the

[Exit an Attendant. The King ascends

his throne.
Now are we well resolved; and by God's help,
And yours, the noble sinews of our power,- -
France being ours, we'll bend it to our awe,
Or break it all to pieces. Or there we'll sit,
Ruling, in large and ample empery,
O’er France, and all her almost kingly dukedoms;
Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn,


Twelfth Night, Act iii. Sc. 4. Johnson observes, to knead the honey is not physically true. The bees do, in fact, knead the wax more than the honey.

1. Executors," for executioners. Thus also Burton, in his Anatomy of Melancholy, p. 38, ed. 1632:

« Tremble at an executor, and yet not feare hell-fire." 2 « Without defeat. The quartos read, “Without defect.

Empery." This word, which signifies dominion, is now obsolete.

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