Item, Anchovies, and sack after supper, 2s. 6d. P. Hen. O monstrous! but one half-penny worth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack!-What there is else, keep close; we'll read it at more advantage: there let him sleep till day. I'll to the court in the morning we must all to the wars, and thy place shall be honourable. I'll procure this fat rogue a charge of foot; and, I know, his death will be a march of twelvescore. The money shall be paid back again with advantage. Be with me betimes in the morning; and so good morrow, Poins. Poins. Good morrow, good my lord. ACT III. [Exeunt. SCENE I.-Bangor. A Room in the Archdeacon's House. Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, MORTIMER, and Glendower. Mortimer. THESE promises are fair, the parties sure, Hot. Lord Mortimer,-and cousin Glendower,- And, uncle Worcester :-A plague upon it! Glend. No, here it is. Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur : For by that name as oft as Lancaster Doth speak of you, his cheek looks pale; and, with Hot. And you in hell, as often as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of. Glend. I cannot blame him : at my nativity, Hot. Why, so it would have done [3] i. e. It will kill him to march so far as twelve score yards. [4] i. e. entrance, beginning. JOHNS. JOHNS. [5] A cresset was a great light set upon a beacon, light-house, or watchtower from the French word croissette, a little cross, because the beacons bad anciently crosses on the top of them. HANMER. At the same season, if your mother's cat had Glend. The heavens were all on fire, the earth did tremble. Hot. O, then the earth shook to see the heavens on fire, And not in fear of your nativity. Diseased nature6 often times breaks forth Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving, Glend. Cousin, of many men I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave I am not in the roll of common men. Where is he living,-clipp'd in with the sea That chides the banks of England, Scotland, Wales,Which calls me pupil, or hath read to me? And bring him out, that is but woman's son, Can trace me in the tedious ways of art, Hot. I think, thei is no man speaks better Welsh :I will to dinner. Mort. Peace, cousin Percy; you will make him mad. Glend. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hot. Why, so can I; or so can any man: But will they come, when you do call for them? Glend. Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command The devil. (6) The poet has here taken from the perverseness and contrariousness of Hotspur's temper, an opportunity of raising his character by a very rational and philosophical confutation of superstitious error. JOHNS. (7) Beldame is not used here as a term of contempt, but in the sense of an cient mother. Belle-age, Fr. STEEV. Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil, By telling truth; Tell truth, and shame the devil.If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither, And I'll be sworn, I have power to shame him hence. O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil. Mort. Come, come, No more of this unprofitable chat. Glend. Three times hathHenry Bolingbroke made head Against my power: thrice from the banks of Wye, And sandy-bottom'd Severn, have I sent him, Bootless home, and weather-beaten back. Hot. Home without boots, and in foul weather too! How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name? Glend. Come, here's the map; shall we divide our right, According to our three-fold order ta'en? Mort. The archdeacon hath divided it England, from Trent and Severn hitherto,7 And my good lord of Worcester, will set forth, My father Glendower is not ready yet, Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days :Within that space, [To GLEND.] you may have drawn together Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentlemen. And in my conduct shall your ladies come : From whom you now must steal, and take no leave ; Hot. Methinks, my moiety, north from Burton here, 8 (7) i. c. to this spot (pointing to the map) MAL. (8) A moiety was frequently used by the writers of Shakspeare's age, as a portion of any thing, though not divided into two equal parts. MAL. In quantity equals not one of yours: It shall not wind with such a deep indent, To rob me of so rich a bottom here. Glend. Not wind? it shall, it must; you see, it doth. But mark, how he bears his course, and runs me up As on the other side it takes from you. Wor. Yea, but a little charge will trench him here, And on this north side win this cape of land; And then he runs straight and even. Hot. I'll have it so; a little charge will do it. Glend. I will not have it alter'd. Hot. Will not you? Glend. No, nor you shall not. Hot. Who shall say me nay? Glend. Why, that will I. Hot. Let me not understand you then, Speak it in Welsh. Glend. I can speak English, lord, as well as you ; For I was train'd up in the English court :' Where, being but young, I framed to the harp Many an English ditty, lovely well, And gave the tongue a helpful ornament ; A virtue that was never seen in you. Hot. Marry, and I'm glad of it with all my heart ; I had rather be a kitten, and cry-mew, Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers: I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, 3 Or a dry wheel grate on an axle-tree ; (9) A cantle is a corner, or piece of any thing.--Canton, Fr. canto, Ital. signify a corner. STEEV. He (1) Owen Glendower, whose real name was Owen ap-Gryffyth Vaughan, took the name of Glyndour or Glendower from the lordship of Glyndourdwy, of which he was owner. He was crowned Prince of Wales in the year 1402, and for near twelve years was a very formidable enemy to the English died in great distress in 15. MAL. (2) The English language. JOHN. (3) The word candlestick, which destroys the harmony of the line is written canstick in the quartos, and so it was pronounced. STEEV. And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Hot. I do not care: I'll give thrice so much land But, in the way of bargain, mark ye me, I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair. Are the indentures drawn? shall we be gone? Glend. The moon shines fair, you may away by night; I'll haste the writer, and, withal, Break with your wives of your departure hence : So much she doateth on her Mortimer. [Exit. Mort. Fye, cousin Percy! how you cross my father! With telling me of the moldwarp and the ant, 5 A clip-wing'd griffin, and a moulten raven, And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff As puts me from my faith. I tell you what,- In reckoning up the several devils' names, That were his lackeys: I cried, humph,—and well,go to,6. But mark'd him not a word. O, he's as tedious Worse than a smoky house :-I had rather live Mort. In faith, he is a worthy gentleman; In strange concealments;7 valiant as a lion, (4) He means the writer of the articles. POPE. (5) This alludes to an old prophesy, which is said to have induced Owen Glendower to take arms against king Henry. POPE. (6) These two senseless monosyllables seem to have been added by some foolish player, purposely to destroy the measure. RITSON. (7) Skilled in wonderful secrets. JOHNS. |